<?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-511481012784361769</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:29:27.500-08:00</updated><category term='4th'/><category term='curiosity'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='Post'/><category term='pirates'/><category term='g'/><category term='bath'/><category term='teeth'/><category term='snuggle'/><category term='garden'/><category term='mr. g'/><category term='Little Dude'/><category term='2 weeks old'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='library'/><category term='1st birthday'/><category term='water'/><category term='New Look'/><category term='ears'/><category term='frozen'/><category term='tooth'/><category term='Gavyn'/><category term='family'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='Work'/><category term='icecream'/><category term='age'/><category term='piano'/><category term='cake'/><category term='football'/><category term='joker'/><category term='Miss A'/><category term='bulb'/><category term='friends'/><category term='therapy'/><category term='snot'/><category term='beautiful boy'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='1 month old'/><category term='walking'/><category term='me'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='caterpillar'/><category term='photography'/><category term='roll'/><category term='kisses'/><category term='lake'/><category term='Jesica'/><category term='Eric Carlisle'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='happy'/><category term='burger'/><category term='toys'/><category term='sleeping'/><category term='Mommy'/><category term='Lil G'/><category term='baby'/><category term='x-ray'/><category term='food'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='markers'/><category term='bears'/><category term='sick'/><category term='MIss M'/><category term='fun'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='burn'/><category term='hungry'/><category term='love'/><category term='packers'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='hospital'/><title type='text'>All about the Boy and his Mommy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8653409109033843854</id><published>2011-07-18T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:45:37.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tooth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-ray'/><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So after being stuck inside due to a very hot day, I finally took the 3  musketeers out to the park. It was all fun and games until someone got  hurt and this time it was not hilarious because poor Miss M felt  horrible. ***None of what happened was her fault in any way*** Mr. G  decided to climb onto the toy that Miss M was on that spins you around  only he did not realize how fast it could get going. He was hanging on  with all his might and I knew I wasn't going to get there in time. Miss M  tried to stop the spinning but he let go before she could. After a chin  plant onto the metal base and a few scoots on his bum, Miss M was by  his side and screaming for me. Next thing I hear is "Jes...there's  blood". After assessing the damage to his mouth and realizing this was  not a flesh wound and wiping away the few tears that were shed, I called  Rebekeh and announced we are on our way to the hospital. So with Miss M  and Miss A in tow we walked to the "The Fran" (it's just across the  street from our house) and checked into the ER. 1 nurse, 1 resident and 1  doctor later, plus many visits from Uncle who works in the ER, we found  out that Mr. G has dental damage and is now requiring his 1st visit to  the dentist for an x-ray to see what damage has been done to his tooth.  He has jammed them pretty good up into his gum, but not bad enough that  the gum us starting to recede. I was forewarned that his tooth may go  black and could possibly heal itself but only the x-ray will tell. You  would have never guessed this Lil man hurt himself with the running  around he was doing and staying entertained by Miss M and Miss A. The  only times he cried were when he was denied the Popsicle only because we  didn't want it dyeing his mouth red. So proud of my Lil Dude for being  the trooper that he is, Miss M for taking action in a time of need and  Miss A for putting a smile on all our faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&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;img border="0" height="192" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuzJTKIlMqc/TiUGUutpG9I/AAAAAAAABwc/QLn9pvJM6qE/s200/IMG_0783.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hammin' up his "cheese" shot.&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/-cEG9hN5eRD0/TiUKAC6EDKI/AAAAAAAABwk/EjGdWVjuGdg/s1600/IMG_0768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEG9hN5eRD0/TiUKAC6EDKI/AAAAAAAABwk/EjGdWVjuGdg/s200/IMG_0768.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best shot of front tooth, yes still bleeding after 4 hours&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/-K689HeKD5Rw/TiUKLqZb72I/AAAAAAAABw4/M4Z1Fk39HNo/s1600/IMG_0780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K689HeKD5Rw/TiUKLqZb72I/AAAAAAAABw4/M4Z1Fk39HNo/s200/IMG_0780.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to get away from the camera&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="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; 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/-zJ7S-XciLUg/TiUKC-hwHCI/AAAAAAAABwo/3XkAVrm3ISw/s1600/IMG_0777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJ7S-XciLUg/TiUKC-hwHCI/AAAAAAAABwo/3XkAVrm3ISw/s200/IMG_0777.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Letting my know he is DONE with the paparazzi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-8653409109033843854?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8653409109033843854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8653409109033843854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8653409109033843854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8653409109033843854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas...'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuzJTKIlMqc/TiUGUutpG9I/AAAAAAAABwc/QLn9pvJM6qE/s72-c/IMG_0783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-4143129013796355992</id><published>2011-01-05T15:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:51:13.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TSUD5i34EkI/AAAAAAAABtU/6x8FIlsxhOY/s1600/yellow_wood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TSUD5i34EkI/AAAAAAAABtU/6x8FIlsxhOY/s400/yellow_wood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558853602207339074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-4143129013796355992?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/4143129013796355992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=4143129013796355992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4143129013796355992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4143129013796355992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2011/01/road-not-taken.html' title='The Road Not Taken'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TSUD5i34EkI/AAAAAAAABtU/6x8FIlsxhOY/s72-c/yellow_wood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-1885489246078991015</id><published>2010-11-30T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T07:00:10.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil G'/><title type='text'>He gets his looks from his mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtR7KiW7ZI/AAAAAAAABs8/0Y4yGo5GyIo/s1600/Gavyn4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtR7KiW7ZI/AAAAAAAABs8/0Y4yGo5GyIo/s400/Gavyn4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542613843292122514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am at school my sister watched Lil G for me and makes sure to  take L O T S of pictures too so that I don't miss out on anything that  is happening . Here are a few pictures from her most recent photo shoot.  Thanks B for making sure that he has all the fun he can have that I  don't miss out either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtRAzG6cyI/AAAAAAAABss/rj6TmNVpUYg/s1600/Gavyn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtRAzG6cyI/AAAAAAAABss/rj6TmNVpUYg/s400/Gavyn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542612840570581794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves his basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtREad1ldI/AAAAAAAABs0/KNJTrGrnCoo/s1600/Gavyn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtREad1ldI/AAAAAAAABs0/KNJTrGrnCoo/s400/Gavyn3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542612902675322322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh he so knows that he is pretty much the "IT" thing right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtQ8_qKqtI/AAAAAAAABsk/kCwmF6k3I54/s1600/Gavyn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtQ8_qKqtI/AAAAAAAABsk/kCwmF6k3I54/s400/Gavyn1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542612775220194002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My handsome Little Man.&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/511481012784361769-1885489246078991015?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/1885489246078991015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=1885489246078991015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1885489246078991015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1885489246078991015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/11/he-gets-his-looks-from-his-mom.html' title='He gets his looks from his mom'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtR7KiW7ZI/AAAAAAAABs8/0Y4yGo5GyIo/s72-c/Gavyn4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-6585984612624009579</id><published>2010-11-27T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T19:00:00.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><title type='text'>Green &amp; Gold Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtQPXUP8UI/AAAAAAAABsc/ayOeK4sxDIs/s1600/packerfans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtQPXUP8UI/AAAAAAAABsc/ayOeK4sxDIs/s400/packerfans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542611991296733506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that it be best to instill in my son the joys of football, especially when it comes to the only all American team out there...The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Green Bay Packers&lt;/span&gt;. Even though he was born in Illinois, I know that by default his blood runs &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt; and we wear these colors with pride! I do understand that our home is a house divided, which is why on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; game days I do allow him to wear his Bears jersey, after all he does have to root for his Uncle K's team.&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/511481012784361769-6585984612624009579?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/6585984612624009579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=6585984612624009579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/6585984612624009579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/6585984612624009579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/11/green-gold-pride.html' title='Green &amp; Gold Pride'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtQPXUP8UI/AAAAAAAABsc/ayOeK4sxDIs/s72-c/packerfans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8791547038432038934</id><published>2010-11-25T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T07:00:09.829-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='markers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curiosity'/><title type='text'>Why So Serious...because curiosity got the better of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtL-10SX0I/AAAAAAAABsM/905jtw30eZI/s1600/Marker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtL-10SX0I/AAAAAAAABsM/905jtw30eZI/s400/Marker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542607309379886914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As soon as he became mobile, Lil G got into everything, but his favorite toy was markers. I don't know if it is because they look like the Popsicle's that he gets to eat, or if it's because he loves the taste of the wonderful colors he sucks the ink out of (yes they are non toxic-not made in China). It just so happened that one day he got into a deep blue marker and when we caught him I burst out laughing. He reminded me of the Joker from Batman. I looked at him and right away asked "Why so serious?" Of course he had no idea what I was talking about, and looked at me like I was crazy, especially when I was laughing at my own "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whitty&lt;/span&gt;" joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtMOu_z4-I/AAAAAAAABsU/qNdGtMMo-os/s1600/BurnedFinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtMOu_z4-I/AAAAAAAABsU/qNdGtMMo-os/s400/BurnedFinger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542607582427079650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit later I was trying to clip his finger nails and noticed that he had a really nasty burn on his finger. We have no idea what happened to him at all or what he could have burned his hand on. The only theory we came up with was that he touched my hair straightener when I was curling my hair for church one morning. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;begin&lt;/span&gt;ing to think that my son feels no pain, because if that is that case then he never screamed or cried when that happened and never showed any signs of pain which is why it took me so long to notice the burn. Well, as soon as it was discovered he got the bandages put on and the burn ointment to prevent infection. The Little Man was a complete trooper and kept the bandage on until it healed, and even wore the sock over it all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned from this that even when I am right by a hot iron, the quickest little hands can grab it faster than I can put it up. I have been better at making sure the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;straightener&lt;/span&gt; is out of reach be it on or off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; to make sure that curiosity can't hurt him again.&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/511481012784361769-8791547038432038934?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8791547038432038934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8791547038432038934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8791547038432038934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8791547038432038934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-so-seriousbecause-curiosity-got.html' title='Why So Serious...because curiosity got the better of me.'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtL-10SX0I/AAAAAAAABsM/905jtw30eZI/s72-c/Marker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-5280701801751425419</id><published>2010-11-22T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:02:44.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burger'/><title type='text'>Burgers as big as his eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtK5qtcKSI/AAAAAAAABsE/rU8ySsg9Lp0/s1600/1st%2Bburger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtK5qtcKSI/AAAAAAAABsE/rU8ySsg9Lp0/s400/1st%2Bburger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542606120987404578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Steak and Shake for a quick dinner on the run. Lil G and Miss A shared a kids meal that had little sliders in it. The burgers looked so little to me until I saw my sons hands wrapped around the bun. The burger was a HUGE hit and had maintained a slot in one of the "edible" foods he won't push away. (Note: the ones he doesn't eat are because of texture, not taste, the kid loves sea weed...that says it all)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-5280701801751425419?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/5280701801751425419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=5280701801751425419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5280701801751425419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5280701801751425419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/11/burgers-as-big-as-his-eyes.html' title='Burgers as big as his eyes'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtK5qtcKSI/AAAAAAAABsE/rU8ySsg9Lp0/s72-c/1st%2Bburger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-3338336773038026626</id><published>2010-11-22T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:59:25.982-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pirates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Lil G</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was hard to believe that my little man was turning 1 and now he is almost 15 months. I had been planning his 1st birthday for as long as I could remember. I am going to be honest, this was really for me because of my love of pirates. The pictures below showed a little into the glimpse of the chaos of fun that became our backyard. My favorite part was his meltdown after he had cake smashed all over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtEjZr4-4I/AAAAAAAABr0/cdtxl5G_g24/s1600/1stBirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtEjZr4-4I/AAAAAAAABr0/cdtxl5G_g24/s400/1stBirthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542599141390613378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cupcakes we made for the guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtF7ThYzoI/AAAAAAAABr8/np5Bpmy5XUU/s1600/Gavyn_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtF7ThYzoI/AAAAAAAABr8/np5Bpmy5XUU/s400/Gavyn_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542600651564437122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was a really fun 1st birthday and it was a perfect way to spend it with friends and family. Happy Birthday Lil G!&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/511481012784361769-3338336773038026626?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/3338336773038026626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=3338336773038026626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3338336773038026626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3338336773038026626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-1st-birthday-lil-g.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Lil G'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TOtEjZr4-4I/AAAAAAAABr0/cdtxl5G_g24/s72-c/1stBirthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-2038680152071303933</id><published>2010-10-16T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T10:30:53.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><title type='text'>Yeah I graduated high school before I had my son...Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TLnglx5FBCI/AAAAAAAABrM/3M99jlNGdc4/s1600/Gavyn_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started my new job at &lt;a href="http://www.reshealth.org/sub_sfh/default.cfm"&gt;St. Francis Hospital&lt;/a&gt;  working on 5 South in the Med/Surge unit. Needless to say I have some  pretty interesting stories (nothing like Keenan's ER ones though). Well,  as all the employees are getting to know me I get the basic questions,  "Is this your first time working in a hospital setting?" "Are you going  to school for nursing?" "Did you grow up here?" "Are you  dating/married?", but never anything about kids. I never really thought  anything of it until I told another PCT about my 1 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech: "Did you get to finish high school before you had him?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Of course I did, I had him after high school."&lt;br /&gt;Tech: "That is great that you got to get your diploma, most girls in your situation wouldn't have."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What situation? Having a kid?"&lt;br /&gt;Tech: "Yeah being pregnant in High school."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh I wasn't pregnant with him in high school, I had him after I graduated."&lt;br /&gt;Tech: "Oh I see, so you graduated over a year ago."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;, no I am 27. I graduated many years ago."&lt;br /&gt;Tech: "Really???! I thought you were 18 or 19, wow do I feel dumb."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Don't feel dumb, that is a huge compliment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This  was not the first time I had this conversation since starting. A  majority of my co-workers all have thought that I am younger than I am,  usually guessing anywhere from 18-20. Looking at a few recent pictures I  guess I can see where they think that I am younger than my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TLnglx5FBCI/AAAAAAAABrM/3M99jlNGdc4/s1600/Gavyn_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TLnglx5FBCI/AAAAAAAABrM/3M99jlNGdc4/s400/Gavyn_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528696957226517538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-2038680152071303933?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/2038680152071303933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=2038680152071303933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/2038680152071303933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/2038680152071303933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/10/yeah-i-graduated-high-school-before-i.html' title='Yeah I graduated high school before I had my son...Why?'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TLnglx5FBCI/AAAAAAAABrM/3M99jlNGdc4/s72-c/Gavyn_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8502394856926303298</id><published>2010-09-27T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T19:22:35.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Dude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful boy'/><title type='text'>My Beautiful Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A year has passed and Little Dude has grown to&lt;br /&gt;be such an amazing little man. Words can not describe&lt;br /&gt;how much I love this precious boy that has been given to me&lt;br /&gt;and entrusted in my care. Here are a few pictures of the&lt;br /&gt;first year of his life. I think that this song describes&lt;br /&gt;exactly how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I love you my beautiful boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2697264f9922823a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2697264f9922823a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331921852%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D176C0808D217C3337C0BF2028916BA006C37172.4DACF0B4ECEB502B359A6FBA34B3CA8EF23C0394%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2697264f9922823a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcZyWd6yyjQvDnUKf5EoguAjKpMo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2697264f9922823a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331921852%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D176C0808D217C3337C0BF2028916BA006C37172.4DACF0B4ECEB502B359A6FBA34B3CA8EF23C0394%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2697264f9922823a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcZyWd6yyjQvDnUKf5EoguAjKpMo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-8502394856926303298?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8502394856926303298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8502394856926303298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8502394856926303298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8502394856926303298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='My Beautiful Boy'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-6412830206010407757</id><published>2010-07-05T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:46:13.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil G'/><title type='text'>Oh how the time flies...</title><content type='html'>I am really bad at this blogging thing. I'm gonna blame it on the fact that I lost my camera and not that I just lose track of time. What has happened in the last few months, hmmm. I completed my CNA program and passed the state exam with flying colors. I am now able to work in the Illinois medical field, not to just get that job. Upon finishing the Spring semester I enrolled in the summer session as well. I am now down to 2 classes (from the 4 I originally signed up to take) and am feeling so much better. I took the NLN exam for fun, yes I took a test for fun and also to see what the lay out was like and what I am going to need practice with. I am just crossing my fingers that I will be ready to apply for the Fall 2011 Nursing program come next January.&lt;br /&gt;    I have been loving spending all this time with my little man and am still in shock that a year has almost already passed from when I held him in my arms that first time. He has accomplish so much. Some of his first are: flying on a plane, leaving the mainland, going to Hawaii, playing on the beach and eating the sand, catching his 1st wave with Uncle K &amp;amp; not getting sunburned (unlike his mom). He also has 4 teeth, but along with those teeth has come some pretty bad ear infections. Either they have never healed or else he just has some bad ears. I have talked to his pediatrician about the matter and he has to have 2 more in the next year in order for tubes to be considered.  Not into having this procedure, but I also want him to be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;    He doesn't let this little ear infections get him down, Lil G keeps on keeping on and tried to reach the stars. He has been more daring with his walking and has decided that sometimes getting up and using two limbs instead of all four is quicker. We went to a 3rd of July BBQ and he was in love with this jumpy jump/water slide combo. I looked at him and said if you want the water you need to walk to it. So he did just that, walked 15 steps over the this pool and looked up at me, smiled and clapped. I have to say that I am so proud of this little bear.&lt;br /&gt;    So as of right now this is the abridged updated version about a boy and his mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-6412830206010407757?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/6412830206010407757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=6412830206010407757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/6412830206010407757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/6412830206010407757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-how-time-flies.html' title='Oh how the time flies...'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-5035714317743784938</id><published>2010-07-05T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:25:15.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TDKg7PFOiNI/AAAAAAAABqs/4mdVDUwNF2w/s1600/July+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TDKg7PFOiNI/AAAAAAAABqs/4mdVDUwNF2w/s400/July+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490627835239237842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was Lil G's 1st 4th of July (this year has been full of a lot of 1st) I opted to not take him out to the fire works since he has been having a lot of ear infections and they are still very sensitive. Well, we did the next best thing, watched them on TV. Lil G just stared in complete awe at the screen and clapped at every boom and cluster of color flying into the air. He was so excited towards the grand finale that he started dive bombing Uncle K and hitting hitting him with his hands. After we watched the fire works we headed outside to light some sparklers of our own. Lil G absolutely loved them and tried very hard to grab them. At one point he even stood up and walked after me to grab them. In all, this was a pretty memorable 4th to be spending with family and friends. I am so proud to be an American!&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/511481012784361769-5035714317743784938?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/5035714317743784938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=5035714317743784938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5035714317743784938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5035714317743784938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TDKg7PFOiNI/AAAAAAAABqs/4mdVDUwNF2w/s72-c/July+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-4866424854141792084</id><published>2010-07-05T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:19:17.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil G'/><title type='text'>Loves &amp; Kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TDKgG7XGtCI/AAAAAAAABqk/ICXYn13DAt4/s1600/July+20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TDKgG7XGtCI/AAAAAAAABqk/ICXYn13DAt4/s400/July+20101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490626936592315426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our usual bed time routine. My sister has this oh so comfy chair that I sit in with Lil G where we sing and read books to each other. He may not have words to say at the moment but his little mind is just working hard at taking everything in. Right before I put him in his crib I smother him with loves and kisses. The best part is that he is starting to realize the affection and loves giving the kisses back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-4866424854141792084?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/4866424854141792084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=4866424854141792084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4866424854141792084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4866424854141792084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/07/loves-kisses.html' title='Loves &amp; Kisses'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/TDKgG7XGtCI/AAAAAAAABqk/ICXYn13DAt4/s72-c/July+20101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8244811374240717826</id><published>2010-03-30T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:31:00.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIss M'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>Piano Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hop16ePlI/AAAAAAAABpw/UJNbOZriRfw/s1600-h/Piano+Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hop16ePlI/AAAAAAAABpw/UJNbOZriRfw/s400/Piano+Man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445389230012251730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole time that Miss M practiced her piano, Mr. G hung out under the bench. He occasionally poked his head out, but quickly retreated back under to listen to her play. Not gonna lie, he loves his Miss M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-8244811374240717826?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8244811374240717826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8244811374240717826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8244811374240717826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8244811374240717826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/piano-man.html' title='Piano Man'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hop16ePlI/AAAAAAAABpw/UJNbOZriRfw/s72-c/Piano+Man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-3232345059508097624</id><published>2010-03-23T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:27:00.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Shhh we're in the Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hn4f2_kWI/AAAAAAAABpo/fpjh6Gy9tpw/s1600-h/March+2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hn4f2_kWI/AAAAAAAABpo/fpjh6Gy9tpw/s400/March+2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445388382278488418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Mr. G is mobile he has so much more fun. We went to the library to get some books, but more so get out of the house that this cold weather has kept us trapped inside. Mr. G's eyes lit up the moment he was able to roam free in the kids zone and play with all the toys. I love that he is just tons and tons of smiles all the time.&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/511481012784361769-3232345059508097624?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/3232345059508097624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=3232345059508097624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3232345059508097624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3232345059508097624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/shhh-were-in-library.html' title='Shhh we&apos;re in the Library'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hn4f2_kWI/AAAAAAAABpo/fpjh6Gy9tpw/s72-c/March+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8022893938020000403</id><published>2010-03-23T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T08:59:16.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bulb'/><title type='text'>Snot Stew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S6jk3FmUPYI/AAAAAAAABp4/NGp-wiRlahg/s1600-h/bulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S6jk3FmUPYI/AAAAAAAABp4/NGp-wiRlahg/s400/bulb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858983978810754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So throughout my life I have come to realize that I can handle poopy diapers, vomit, toots beyond a normal smell &amp;amp; whatever other random smells come from dogs, kids &amp;amp; good ole mother nature. My little man has been a little sick with a cold and his 1st ear infection (thank heavens for antibiotics) but with this cold comes snot...and lots of it. I have come to realize that snot is &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S6jlCbYFgHI/AAAAAAAABqA/gASALXYhz4Y/s1600-h/nosefrida0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S6jlCbYFgHI/AAAAAAAABqA/gASALXYhz4Y/s400/nosefrida0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451859178803265650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the few things that totally triggers my gag reflex. This has been a true test of my will power to hold it together for Mr. G as I suck his nose all free of blockage so he can eat a bottle and sleep better. What a site to see, me dry heaving and this little baby screaming at the top of his lungs. Some day I know he will thank me for my sacrifice as a mom. But I can honestly say that I don't love him enough to use the &lt;a href="http://www.nosefrida.com/"&gt;nosefrida&lt;/a&gt;. I'll stick with the bulb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-8022893938020000403?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8022893938020000403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8022893938020000403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8022893938020000403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8022893938020000403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/snot-stew.html' title='Snot Stew'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S6jk3FmUPYI/AAAAAAAABp4/NGp-wiRlahg/s72-c/bulb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-5219569892266637865</id><published>2010-03-21T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T12:45:01.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Giveaway</title><content type='html'>Jessie Lynne Photography is giving away a sitting for a family. If you live in Utah or visit there check it out!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jessielynnephotography.blogspot.com/2010/03/portrait-session-giveaway.html"&gt;http://jessielynnephotography.blogspot.com/2010/03/portrait-session-giveaway.html&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/511481012784361769-5219569892266637865?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/5219569892266637865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=5219569892266637865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5219569892266637865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5219569892266637865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/giveaway.html' title='Giveaway'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-4962865738209423157</id><published>2010-03-20T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T21:22:00.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birfday to MEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HmsAfCllI/AAAAAAAABpY/1llCi7vWXQ8/s1600-h/Jesica+B-day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HmsAfCllI/AAAAAAAABpY/1llCi7vWXQ8/s400/Jesica+B-day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445387068186465874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday Mr. G got me a diamond bracelet that spells out MOM, or WOW depending on how you wear it. He loved the box and got a little tude with me when we had to take it away because it was soaked with his spit. It was the best birthday present any man has ever given me.&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/511481012784361769-4962865738209423157?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/4962865738209423157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=4962865738209423157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4962865738209423157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4962865738209423157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birfday-to-meeee.html' title='Happy Birfday to MEEEE'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HmsAfCllI/AAAAAAAABpY/1llCi7vWXQ8/s72-c/Jesica+B-day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-215260308352862347</id><published>2010-03-17T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:26:00.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frozen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>More fun on the ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hnjw-KbdI/AAAAAAAABpg/h809GUNo84o/s1600-h/Jesica+B-day1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hnjw-KbdI/AAAAAAAABpg/h809GUNo84o/s400/Jesica+B-day1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445388026094710226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics of the family hanging out on our frozen Lake Michigan. LOVE IT!!!!!&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/511481012784361769-215260308352862347?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/215260308352862347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=215260308352862347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/215260308352862347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/215260308352862347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-fun-on-ice.html' title='More fun on the ice'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hnjw-KbdI/AAAAAAAABpg/h809GUNo84o/s72-c/Jesica+B-day1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-9084712071077292751</id><published>2010-03-13T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:20:00.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best gift I ever got....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HmKY4cTJI/AAAAAAAABpQ/BxHx3cPcJ8Q/s1600-h/Hospital.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HmKY4cTJI/AAAAAAAABpQ/BxHx3cPcJ8Q/s400/Hospital.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445386490619907218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is amazing how fast the time has gone already since I first held my little man in my arms. Here are some of my favorite 1st with him. I still can't believe that this precious little man is all mine. I wouldn't trade him for the world. I love you my chunky monkey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-9084712071077292751?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/9084712071077292751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=9084712071077292751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/9084712071077292751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/9084712071077292751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/best-gift-i-ever-got.html' title='The best gift I ever got....'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HmKY4cTJI/AAAAAAAABpQ/BxHx3cPcJ8Q/s72-c/Hospital.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-1022204018560034741</id><published>2010-03-10T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:17:00.879-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><title type='text'>Taking a bath is fun to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HlceR5gqI/AAAAAAAABpI/eq4VrXu4YBg/s1600-h/Gavyn2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HlceR5gqI/AAAAAAAABpI/eq4VrXu4YBg/s400/Gavyn2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445385701794874018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Mr. G has confidence in his balance, bath time has become a lot more fun. He just loves crawling around all over the tub &amp;amp; playing with his toys. His favorite thing to do is put his head under the water, unfortunately he is still learning how to pull it back out. He'll catch on soon. In the mean time I get to be Super Mom who rescues him from those intense moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-1022204018560034741?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/1022204018560034741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=1022204018560034741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1022204018560034741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1022204018560034741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/taking-bath-is-fun-to-do.html' title='Taking a bath is fun to do'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HlceR5gqI/AAAAAAAABpI/eq4VrXu4YBg/s72-c/Gavyn2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-402568230560409223</id><published>2010-03-07T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:16:49.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I Am Loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hh3c3MeSI/AAAAAAAABow/4nNSYrT3a2U/s1600-h/February+20101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hh3c3MeSI/AAAAAAAABow/4nNSYrT3a2U/s400/February+20101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445381767224391970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. G just loving his 1st Valentine from his mama! Happy Valentines Day little man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-402568230560409223?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/402568230560409223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=402568230560409223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/402568230560409223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/402568230560409223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-loved.html' title='I Am Loved'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hh3c3MeSI/AAAAAAAABow/4nNSYrT3a2U/s72-c/February+20101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-5238171018530225914</id><published>2010-03-05T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:14:41.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr. g'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>I had lunch with a ninja in line at the bank...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HjRUeIRNI/AAAAAAAABpA/NYsRczeu0YE/s1600-h/Gavyn1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HjRUeIRNI/AAAAAAAABpA/NYsRczeu0YE/s400/Gavyn1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445383311160001746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some random facebook status chain mail (listed below) going around that had you put different sayings down due to your birth date and color shirt you were wearing. "This is how I roll" has since become a favorite saying in our house. So when we discovered Mr. G all sorts of pimped out in his G thug wear in his sweet ride, Aunty had to take pictures because of course...that is how we roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hilarious!!!! Please Don't spoil the fun, and keep it  going............DONT TELL ANY MEN!!!! Type out the sentence you end up  with in UR STATUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pick the month you were born:&lt;br /&gt;January-------I  kicked&lt;br /&gt;February------I loved&lt;br /&gt;March----------I karate chopped&lt;br /&gt;April------------I  licked&lt;br /&gt;May------------I jumped on&lt;br /&gt;June-----------I smelled&lt;br /&gt;July------------I  did the Macarena With&lt;br /&gt;August--------I had lunch with&lt;br /&gt;September----I  danced with&lt;br /&gt;October-------I sang to&lt;br /&gt;November-----I yelled at&lt;br /&gt;December-----I  ran over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the day (number) you were born on:&lt;br /&gt;1-------a  birdbath&lt;br /&gt;2-------a monster&lt;br /&gt;3-------a phone&lt;br /&gt;4-------a fork&lt;br /&gt;5-------a  snowman&lt;br /&gt;6-------a gangster&lt;br /&gt;7-------my mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;8-------my  dog&lt;br /&gt;9-------my best friends' boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;10-------my neighbour&lt;br /&gt;11-------my  science teacher&lt;br /&gt;12-------a banana&lt;br /&gt;13-------a fireman&lt;br /&gt;14-------a  stuffed animal&lt;br /&gt;15-------a goat&lt;br /&gt;16-------a pickle&lt;br /&gt;17-------your  mom&lt;br /&gt;18-------a spoon&lt;br /&gt;19------- a smurf&lt;br /&gt;20-------a baseball bat&lt;br /&gt;21-------a  ninja&lt;br /&gt;22-------Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;23-------a noodle&lt;br /&gt;24-------a  squirrel&lt;br /&gt;25-------a football player&lt;br /&gt;26-------my sister&lt;br /&gt;27-------my  brother&lt;br /&gt;28-------an iPod&lt;br /&gt;29-------a surfer&lt;br /&gt;30-------a homeless  guy&lt;br /&gt;31-------a llama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last number of the year you  were born:&lt;br /&gt;1--------- In my car&lt;br /&gt;2 --------- On your car&lt;br /&gt;3  --------- In a hole&lt;br /&gt;4 --------- Under your bed&lt;br /&gt;5 --------- Riding a  Motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;6 --------- sliding down a hill&lt;br /&gt;7 --------- in an  elevator&lt;br /&gt;8---------- at the dinner table&lt;br /&gt;9 -------- In line at the  bank&lt;br /&gt;0 -------- in your bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the color of shirt you  are wearing:&lt;br /&gt;White---------because I'm cool like that&lt;br /&gt;Black---------because  that's how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;Pink-----------because I'm NOT crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Red-----------because  the voices told me to.&lt;br /&gt;Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what  I want&lt;br /&gt;Green---------because I think I need some serious help.&lt;br /&gt;Purple---------because  I'm AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Grey----------because Big Bird said to and he's my  leader.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow---------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars&lt;br /&gt;Orange--------because  my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Brown---------because I can.&lt;br /&gt;Other----------because  I'm a Ninja!&lt;br /&gt;None----------because I can't control myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  type out the sentence you made, in YOUR STATUS line and SEND IT TO LADY  ONLY friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what you get stuck with!      &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/511481012784361769-5238171018530225914?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/5238171018530225914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=5238171018530225914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5238171018530225914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5238171018530225914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-had-lunch-with-ninja-in-line-at-bank.html' title='I had lunch with a ninja in line at the bank...'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HjRUeIRNI/AAAAAAAABpA/NYsRczeu0YE/s72-c/Gavyn1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8535865715882605601</id><published>2010-03-05T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:01:40.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icecream'/><title type='text'>So this is an icecream headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hia8rT54I/AAAAAAAABo4/R8uGqX6s7Kk/s1600-h/Gavyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hia8rT54I/AAAAAAAABo4/R8uGqX6s7Kk/s400/Gavyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445382377059903362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He so badly wanted to be like the big kids I just couldn't say no...well almost. This is a fake cone from my nieces play food. Mr. G didn't even care, he just loved holding it on his own.&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/511481012784361769-8535865715882605601?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8535865715882605601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8535865715882605601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8535865715882605601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8535865715882605601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-this-is-icecream-headache.html' title='So this is an icecream headache'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5Hia8rT54I/AAAAAAAABo4/R8uGqX6s7Kk/s72-c/Gavyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-2880058373078663027</id><published>2010-03-05T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:15:45.600-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><title type='text'>Walkin on broken....ice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HhKcyMroI/AAAAAAAABoo/KbCpKIhZZoY/s1600-h/February+2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HhKcyMroI/AAAAAAAABoo/KbCpKIhZZoY/s400/February+2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445380994109320834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A fun family outing out to the beach and ONTO the lake. Yes we are walking on the lake not next to it. In the winter when the waves break on the shore they freeze, so the whole beach is nothing but frozen waves that you can run up and down. As you get out further onto the water you can see the ice drifts floating all around and even hear the water underneath splashing. I hope this becomes a new family tradition.&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/511481012784361769-2880058373078663027?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/2880058373078663027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=2880058373078663027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/2880058373078663027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/2880058373078663027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/fun-family-outing-out-to-beach-on-onto.html' title='Walkin on broken....ice?'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HhKcyMroI/AAAAAAAABoo/KbCpKIhZZoY/s72-c/February+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-2297937234139106346</id><published>2010-03-05T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:04:15.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='g'/><title type='text'>BIG G, little g...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HgA04HIxI/AAAAAAAABog/y21FwLiYojQ/s1600-h/BigGlittleg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HgA04HIxI/AAAAAAAABog/y21FwLiYojQ/s400/BigGlittleg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445379729266254610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. G hanging out with his favorite cousin! He just becomes all smiles when he is around my friends son. Do I see a future babysitter???? If not that I know that he will be an  amazing role model.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-2297937234139106346?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/2297937234139106346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=2297937234139106346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/2297937234139106346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/2297937234139106346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2010/03/mr.html' title='BIG G, little g...'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/S5HgA04HIxI/AAAAAAAABog/y21FwLiYojQ/s72-c/BigGlittleg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-6008412118427700532</id><published>2009-09-30T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:27:54.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIss M'/><title type='text'>Good Night, Sleep Tight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQ0yTgL4VI/AAAAAAAABlg/pX6tt76NPqM/s1600-h/September+200914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQ0yTgL4VI/AAAAAAAABlg/pX6tt76NPqM/s400/September+200914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387489093075329362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamo's favorite thing to do is cuddle with his cousin and uncle at bed time. He just snuggle right into them and is so content that you hate to take him away. This has become a nightly routine with him and Miss M and we always find them an these positions that are just so tender. You can already see the bond that they have and love for each other. I know that he is going to be very close to her and look up to her example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/511481012784361769-6008412118427700532?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/6008412118427700532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=6008412118427700532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/6008412118427700532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/6008412118427700532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-night-sleep-tight.html' title='Good Night, Sleep Tight'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQ0yTgL4VI/AAAAAAAABlg/pX6tt76NPqM/s72-c/September+200914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-1655616252686484866</id><published>2009-09-30T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:43:44.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 month old'/><title type='text'>1 Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQybmI2v_I/AAAAAAAABlY/E2rsI9Jfd4o/s1600-h/September+200913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQybmI2v_I/AAAAAAAABlY/E2rsI9Jfd4o/s400/September+200913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387486503917502450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that my little man is already one month old. It has gone by so fast and I do miss him being little, but he is getting so alert now and discovering so many things. He can hold his head up so strong and look around at everything. He focuses in on things, especially people and he has different cries. One for when he is tired, hungry and when his feelings get hurt. They are all so cute that sometimes I love watching him. But the best thing is watching him sleep and having him snuggle right into me. I love my little man so much, I feel so lucky to be his mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/511481012784361769-1655616252686484866?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/1655616252686484866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=1655616252686484866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1655616252686484866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1655616252686484866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-month_30.html' title='1 Month'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQybmI2v_I/AAAAAAAABlY/E2rsI9Jfd4o/s72-c/September+200913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-2829758127669810798</id><published>2009-09-30T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:29:37.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hungry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric Carlisle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterpillar'/><title type='text'>The Very Hungry Caterpillar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQuSpjfrQI/AAAAAAAABlQ/UTHP682WHYE/s1600-h/September+200912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQuSpjfrQI/AAAAAAAABlQ/UTHP682WHYE/s400/September+200912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387481952169209090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When my sister was pregnant with Miss M they has decided not to find out the sex of the baby. Us not knowing if she was a boy or girl bought as many "neutral" outfits as possible. This was the year that the Eric Carlisle collection came out and we bought up as many as we could. Both Miss M and Miss A wore this outfit when they were one month old and I decided to try it on Jamo just a little early. He is just so yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-2829758127669810798?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/2829758127669810798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=2829758127669810798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/2829758127669810798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/2829758127669810798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-hungry-caterpillar.html' title='The Very Hungry Caterpillar'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQuSpjfrQI/AAAAAAAABlQ/UTHP682WHYE/s72-c/September+200912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-9102831918189596406</id><published>2009-09-30T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:30:16.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><title type='text'>Fun with the cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQrhls2LEI/AAAAAAAABlI/evJ5SuERXhU/s1600-h/September+200911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQrhls2LEI/AAAAAAAABlI/evJ5SuERXhU/s400/September+200911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the weekend watching my niece and nephew down south. It was Jamo's 1st time meeting Miss E and Mr. O. It was so precious to see Miss E snuggle up with him and watch him. She did so good giving him loves and helping me out while we were there. I just love these kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/511481012784361769-9102831918189596406?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/9102831918189596406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=9102831918189596406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/9102831918189596406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/9102831918189596406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-with-cousins.html' title='Fun with the cousins'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SsQrhls2LEI/AAAAAAAABlI/evJ5SuERXhU/s72-c/September+200911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-1119271155029487263</id><published>2009-09-24T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:31:43.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paparazzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SrxSQdwBy7I/AAAAAAAABjE/9tRHVgQUNQM/s1600-h/Baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; clear: both;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SrxSQdwBy7I/AAAAAAAABjE/9tRHVgQUNQM/s400/Baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I thought that maybe tonight was going to be the night that Jamo would smile so I pulled out the camera. Alas the closest I got were some Elvis smiles, and BIG eyes. He always seems to look surprised in his pictures. I just want to kiss this little face all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/511481012784361769-1119271155029487263?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/1119271155029487263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=1119271155029487263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1119271155029487263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1119271155029487263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/paparazzi.html' title='Paparazzi'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SrxSQdwBy7I/AAAAAAAABjE/9tRHVgQUNQM/s72-c/Baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-1504793188071985467</id><published>2009-09-24T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:34:32.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snuggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><title type='text'>Snug as a Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Srvij7V9EYI/AAAAAAAABgQ/N7U_pXnp_7U/s1600-h/Gavyn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; clear: both;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Srvij7V9EYI/AAAAAAAABgQ/N7U_pXnp_7U/s400/Gavyn2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am always nervous to do the transition of Jamo from my arms to the bed fearing that he will wake up and not get the rest (or my break) that is needed.This one time he stayed in the position as I put him down and snuggled right in where he was laid. He is just so cute when he sleeps I find myself watching him in these moments instead getting rest. I am still in awe that this little guy is all mine. He is practically perfect in every way...even when he wakes up and doesn't go back to sleep for a few hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/511481012784361769-1504793188071985467?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/1504793188071985467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=1504793188071985467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1504793188071985467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1504793188071985467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/snug-as-bug.html' title='Snug as a Bug'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Srvij7V9EYI/AAAAAAAABgQ/N7U_pXnp_7U/s72-c/Gavyn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-5253098214069493590</id><published>2009-09-22T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:09:27.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month</title><content type='html'>**I posted this on my blog too, so this might seem familiar to those of you who follow Jes's blog and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5SRgSR-I/AAAAAAAAFY8/YT-nhBGDMUg/s1600-h/Foot2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5SRgSR-I/AAAAAAAAFY8/YT-nhBGDMUg/s400/Foot2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384538553085741026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's already been 1 month since this little guy came into our lives. I think we have adjusted all quite nicely. Even Miss A is fine having a new little one around. She is always concerned when he is crying and loves to help out. I am sure learning to be more soft will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I haven't had a chance to download his one month pictures so I just put a couple of my favorite ones up. Happy one month little J-mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5IgsA0XI/AAAAAAAAFY0/pYQ_VFGod_M/s1600-h/IMG_8364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5IgsA0XI/AAAAAAAAFY0/pYQ_VFGod_M/s400/IMG_8364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384538385362768242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5DoS7eNI/AAAAAAAAFYs/RA6APfCCPQI/s1600-h/IMG_8130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5DoS7eNI/AAAAAAAAFYs/RA6APfCCPQI/s400/IMG_8130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384538301505698002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the light was shinning just right on the kids. I love the natural lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5AuJQp4I/AAAAAAAAFYk/sb9y7OtwLo0/s1600-h/IMG_8132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5AuJQp4I/AAAAAAAAFYk/sb9y7OtwLo0/s400/IMG_8132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384538251536148354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm48uVaSMI/AAAAAAAAFYc/AfJ9rcn_mX8/s1600-h/IMG_8147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm48uVaSMI/AAAAAAAAFYc/AfJ9rcn_mX8/s400/IMG_8147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384538182867634370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm444YC2rI/AAAAAAAAFYU/9feePt-6M9Y/s1600-h/IMG_8311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm444YC2rI/AAAAAAAAFYU/9feePt-6M9Y/s400/IMG_8311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384538116843559602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5gBMf6lI/AAAAAAAAFZM/scWg5-j6Bk4/s1600-h/IMG_8537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5gBMf6lI/AAAAAAAAFZM/scWg5-j6Bk4/s400/IMG_8537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384538789225949778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5ZbIe_XI/AAAAAAAAFZE/PoP69gWTuns/s1600-h/IMG_8474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5ZbIe_XI/AAAAAAAAFZE/PoP69gWTuns/s400/IMG_8474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384538675929349490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is still amazing to me, how fast little ones change. He can hold his head up, loves to look around, already has favorite songs that sooth him. Has different cries for his different needs. Does NOT like a dirty diaper (can't blame him) and has a fussy time between 7 and 9 pm. Not very convenient, but is it ever? And LOVES his mommy, just as all little boys should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-5253098214069493590?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/5253098214069493590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=5253098214069493590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5253098214069493590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5253098214069493590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-month.html' title='1 month'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Srm5SRgSR-I/AAAAAAAAFY8/YT-nhBGDMUg/s72-c/Foot2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8773567518148541113</id><published>2009-09-17T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:13:11.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gavyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 weeks old'/><title type='text'>2 weeks old and counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SrMkHfrJTjI/AAAAAAAAFYM/XdAHi6GVE_I/s1600-h/September+20098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SrMkHfrJTjI/AAAAAAAAFYM/XdAHi6GVE_I/s400/September+20098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382685690818022962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it seems time is just flying by with this little one - like yesterday we took these pictures and tomorrow he is 4 weeks old already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-8773567518148541113?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8773567518148541113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8773567518148541113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8773567518148541113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8773567518148541113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-weeks-old-and-counting.html' title='2 weeks old and counting'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SrMkHfrJTjI/AAAAAAAAFYM/XdAHi6GVE_I/s72-c/September+20098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-5659930847118971425</id><published>2009-09-12T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:38:10.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gavyn'/><title type='text'>Snuggle time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SqwGjonpNBI/AAAAAAAAFWc/StbYsUIOKzA/s1600-h/Mommy+and+Gavyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SqwGjonpNBI/AAAAAAAAFWc/StbYsUIOKzA/s400/Mommy+and+Gavyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380682864069784594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Love sleeping by my mommy! It's the best place to be.&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/511481012784361769-5659930847118971425?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/5659930847118971425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=5659930847118971425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5659930847118971425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5659930847118971425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/snuggle-time.html' title='Snuggle time'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SqwGjonpNBI/AAAAAAAAFWc/StbYsUIOKzA/s72-c/Mommy+and+Gavyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-1193855352480966154</id><published>2009-09-12T12:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:50:53.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss A'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIss M'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gavyn'/><title type='text'>I Love My Miss M &amp; A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Sqv7e39PFkI/AAAAAAAAFWU/fbZq6Fz7dwc/s1600-h/My+Pictures-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Sqv7e39PFkI/AAAAAAAAFWU/fbZq6Fz7dwc/s400/My+Pictures-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380670687659628098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavyn Loves to snuggle with his Miss M every night. It is SO sweet to watch the two of them together. She has this way of always calming him down. Miss A is pretty cute with him too. When ever she hears him cry she is quick to bring him a pacifier or her favorite stuffed animal to comfort him. She is also pretty good at letting us know if he needs something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-1193855352480966154?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/1193855352480966154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=1193855352480966154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1193855352480966154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1193855352480966154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-my-miss-m.html' title='I Love My Miss M &amp; A'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Sqv7e39PFkI/AAAAAAAAFWU/fbZq6Fz7dwc/s72-c/My+Pictures-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-4044516153856572313</id><published>2009-08-30T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:48:00.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gavyn'/><title type='text'>Weekend with the Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Sqv5Y-Ol4yI/AAAAAAAAFWM/Z_jWiVYmnB4/s1600-h/September+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Sqv5Y-Ol4yI/AAAAAAAAFWM/Z_jWiVYmnB4/s400/September+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380668387240567586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We babysat our niece and nephew over the weekend and they got to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gavyn&lt;/span&gt;. Owen and Miss A played nicely together and Ella and Miss M took turns watching/cuddling/holding the baby. It's fun to have a cousin weekend. So nice that we all live pretty close to each other.&lt;br /&gt;for weekends like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-4044516153856572313?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/4044516153856572313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=4044516153856572313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4044516153856572313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4044516153856572313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-with-cousins.html' title='Weekend with the Cousins'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/Sqv5Y-Ol4yI/AAAAAAAAFWM/Z_jWiVYmnB4/s72-c/September+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8636373172667397414</id><published>2009-08-24T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:17:44.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gavyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Oh BOY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SpNXjBYmQRI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/D9Vo-NIcInk/s1600-h/IMG_8032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SpNXjBYmQRI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/D9Vo-NIcInk/s400/IMG_8032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373735039561777426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gavyn Jameson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 pounds 4 ounces 20 inches long&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/511481012784361769-8636373172667397414?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8636373172667397414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8636373172667397414' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8636373172667397414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8636373172667397414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-boy.html' title='Oh BOY!!!!!'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SpNXjBYmQRI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/D9Vo-NIcInk/s72-c/IMG_8032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8194722486396994446</id><published>2009-07-26T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:18:00.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>while driving through Iowa</title><content type='html'>and All I wanted was Taco Bell!! While finally getting some food, we also enjoyed great local entertainment. A truck being PUSHED through the drive thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_YeOPglPum4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_YeOPglPum4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-8194722486396994446?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8194722486396994446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8194722486396994446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8194722486396994446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8194722486396994446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/07/while-driving-through-iowa.html' title='while driving through Iowa'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-3617714080291609314</id><published>2009-07-25T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:48:45.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cards, cards and more cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Smt9s6ugssI/AAAAAAAAAfI/jFoQ--gAEIk/s1600-h/Beckies+Camera15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Smt9s6ugssI/AAAAAAAAAfI/jFoQ--gAEIk/s400/Beckies+Camera15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362517991946760898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part of coming back home is that I am being shown all these amazing crafty things and talents I have. Beckie makes tons of cards...extremely cute cards. She introduced me to this fun hobby (something I desperately needed), only problem is everything has to be perfect on my cards. Beckie can bust out 24 cards in the time it takes me to make 6. But it is good memories and lots of fun watching all our shows and series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-3617714080291609314?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/3617714080291609314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=3617714080291609314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3617714080291609314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3617714080291609314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/07/cards-cards-and-more-cards.html' title='Cards, cards and more cards'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Smt9s6ugssI/AAAAAAAAAfI/jFoQ--gAEIk/s72-c/Beckies+Camera15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8990961277234189577</id><published>2009-07-25T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:50:23.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curiosity of Little Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One afternoon we had thought we heard Miss A up from her nap but soon dismissed that thought as there was no more noise coming from her room. A little later Keenan had gotten up and checked on Miss A. Not seconds after he entered the room he called my and Beckie into the girls room to see what our little friend had been up to. Apparently she was awake but found something to entertain her. Maybe if I had an alligator zipper on this bag she would have been deterred a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Smt94nzc6NI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/h-INzz5qlL8/s1600-h/Makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Smt94nzc6NI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/h-INzz5qlL8/s400/Makeup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362518193025640658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/511481012784361769-8990961277234189577?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8990961277234189577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8990961277234189577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8990961277234189577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8990961277234189577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/07/curiosity-of-little-hands.html' title='The Curiosity of Little Hands'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Smt94nzc6NI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/h-INzz5qlL8/s72-c/Makeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-7568099628037393789</id><published>2009-07-25T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:36:37.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who likes burnt bees wax?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So to save money but still do my pampering I learned how to wax my own hair. I was getting ready to show Beckie my mad skills when I smelled something coming from the kitchen. The wax that normally took 6 minutes to melt in my microwave didn't need that long in Beckie's freakishly high powered microwave. When I went into the kitchen and opened the door I saw that more then just the wax was melted. Below are the results of too much time at high heat. NOTE: This is the second time I have done this in her microwave.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Smt6nqI4-1I/AAAAAAAAAe4/qDr6OFzbCK8/s1600-h/Wax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Smt6nqI4-1I/AAAAAAAAAe4/qDr6OFzbCK8/s320/Wax.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362514603059772242" border="0" /&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/511481012784361769-7568099628037393789?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/7568099628037393789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=7568099628037393789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/7568099628037393789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/7568099628037393789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-likes-burnt-bees-wax.html' title='Who likes burnt bees wax?'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Smt6nqI4-1I/AAAAAAAAAe4/qDr6OFzbCK8/s72-c/Wax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-7294383578450679374</id><published>2009-06-18T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:35:08.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>How does your garden grow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SjswA4ZsrlI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Gu92QrDRa8k/s1600-h/Beckies+Camera1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SjswA4ZsrlI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Gu92QrDRa8k/s320/Beckies+Camera1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new hobby!&lt;br /&gt;While I am hanging in Chicago-land with my sisters and family&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying gardening.&lt;br /&gt;We have planted several pots full of beautiful flowers.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite the orange lily and marigolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the gerber daisy's and impatiens.&lt;br /&gt;and our fun red and white flowers for the 4th of July.&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/511481012784361769-7294383578450679374?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/7294383578450679374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=7294383578450679374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/7294383578450679374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/7294383578450679374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-does-your-garden-grow.html' title='How does your garden grow?'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SjswA4ZsrlI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Gu92QrDRa8k/s72-c/Beckies+Camera1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-4406460744983700560</id><published>2009-02-14T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:37:48.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Well my niece Miss A is left handed like her Aunt Jesica. Jd and I watched a video of her painting and he pointed out right away that she was going to be left handed. So now both of my nieces have traits from me (or so I like to brag). Miss M has beautiful brown eyes that are dark like mine and the sparkle is just amazing and Miss A has my trait of being left handed. I am going to have to show her how to write so that she doesn't curve her hand and has BEAutiful penmenship. I hope that my little baby comes out like these two, I just love them both so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-4406460744983700560?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/4406460744983700560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=4406460744983700560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4406460744983700560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4406460744983700560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-1544675862117150610</id><published>2009-02-13T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:00:01.000-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesica'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Little Sister!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/birthdays/MJZ1286.gif" alt="Happy Birthday" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SZUFlDi34VI/AAAAAAAAEWY/r3i7hJ4s-s4/s1600-h/beckie+and+jesica082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SZUFlDi34VI/AAAAAAAAEWY/r3i7hJ4s-s4/s400/beckie+and+jesica082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302150270463500626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I had more pictures - but my lap top is being fixed, and I am too lazy to go into the basement to find pictures of you when you were little...Sorry. Know I LOVE you! Happy Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SZUIXgF2BYI/AAAAAAAAEWo/nWV5rUhRS5I/s1600-h/October+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SZUIXgF2BYI/AAAAAAAAEWo/nWV5rUhRS5I/s400/October+301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302153336143086978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SZUE8DpdTvI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/caElKNvuBpU/s1600-h/beckie+and+jesica082.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMzQ*ODk1NjIwMDAmcHQ9MTIzNDQ4OTU3ODAwMCZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1iaXJ*aGRheXMmbz*xYmMyZDNkYTAxZjU*OWFjYTM1YjA*NjczMTFmNWJkYw==.gif" width="0" border="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-1544675862117150610?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/1544675862117150610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=1544675862117150610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1544675862117150610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/1544675862117150610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-little-sister.html' title='Happy Birthday Little Sister!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SZUFlDi34VI/AAAAAAAAEWY/r3i7hJ4s-s4/s72-c/beckie+and+jesica082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-3843402792635209687</id><published>2009-02-12T22:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:32:48.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And this is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SZUUBLFX6zI/AAAAAAAAEXo/ltwCL06mXjM/s1600-h/Dirty+Squirrel+4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SZUUBLFX6zI/AAAAAAAAEXo/ltwCL06mXjM/s400/Dirty+Squirrel+4-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302166146686380850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my gift to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://imadirtysquirrel.blogspot.com/&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/511481012784361769-3843402792635209687?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/3843402792635209687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=3843402792635209687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3843402792635209687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3843402792635209687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-this-is.html' title='And this is'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SZUUBLFX6zI/AAAAAAAAEXo/ltwCL06mXjM/s72-c/Dirty+Squirrel+4-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-4142766865584966142</id><published>2008-11-30T19:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:04:39.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught in the cookie jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was feeding the dogs and apparently was not going fast enough cause when I turned back around from putting food into the bowls Tonka was stuffing his face already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/STNiRfNfSII/AAAAAAAAAL8/5hYfVQJT-Y0/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/STNiRfNfSII/AAAAAAAAAL8/5hYfVQJT-Y0/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274667641156356226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-4142766865584966142?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/4142766865584966142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=4142766865584966142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4142766865584966142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4142766865584966142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2008/11/caught-in-cookie-jar.html' title='Caught in the cookie jar'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/STNiRfNfSII/AAAAAAAAAL8/5hYfVQJT-Y0/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-4482658639362714362</id><published>2008-11-12T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:14:50.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nordic Bo Peep and Long Lost Sheep Costume GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/11/nordic-bo-peep-and-long-lost-sheep.html"&gt;Nordic Bo Peep and Long Lost Sheep Costume GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a super cute costume idea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-4482658639362714362?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/11/nordic-bo-peep-and-long-lost-sheep.html' title='Nordic Bo Peep and Long Lost Sheep Costume GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/4482658639362714362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=4482658639362714362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4482658639362714362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4482658639362714362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2008/11/nordic-bo-peep-and-long-lost-sheep.html' title='Nordic Bo Peep and Long Lost Sheep Costume GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8204556921050288418</id><published>2008-11-10T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:38:33.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthdays, Treasure Hunts &amp; Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SRj8cCGU7FI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xxyNK1PWjQ0/s1600-h/Aaden+bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SRj8cCGU7FI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xxyNK1PWjQ0/s320/Aaden+bday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267237322739739730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to have Aaden for his 5th birthday this year. Can I tell you how fun it was to do. We had 2 parties for him. The first one was with all of JD's family at his mom and dad's house. I made Aaden a hulk cake (the new favorite craze). Then we went to my mom's house where her friend Ted had planned a huge treasure hunt. He had "found" a treasure map and everything. Aaden was so excited to find all his birthday toys along with a wooden treasure chest full of jewels and gold dollar coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SRj87TDfctI/AAAAAAAAALA/aHWY1Zno36I/s1600-h/Aaden+bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SRj87TDfctI/AAAAAAAAALA/aHWY1Zno36I/s320/Aaden+bday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267237859867194066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day we were able to go bowling for Brayden's (Sarah's little boy). I think that last time that I went bowling I got a gutter ball with bumpers, yes I am that bad. But surprisingly this time I was doing pretty good, even struck a few victory poses. After the bowling session was over we all played in the arcade. My niece Marlee was scoring the tickets on the Sponge Bob bowling game, is it wrong to be jealous of a 4 year old? Nah I love her to death and am pretty sure she'll always be on my team.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SRj-HQ1vpRI/AAAAAAAAALI/FWKsdeCpPGw/s1600-h/Aaden+bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SRj-HQ1vpRI/AAAAAAAAALI/FWKsdeCpPGw/s320/Aaden+bday3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267239164942722322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-8204556921050288418?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8204556921050288418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8204556921050288418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8204556921050288418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8204556921050288418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthdays-treasure-hunts-bowling.html' title='Happy Birthdays, Treasure Hunts &amp; Bowling'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SRj8cCGU7FI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xxyNK1PWjQ0/s72-c/Aaden+bday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-593533874052070539</id><published>2008-10-06T21:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:45:15.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consider the lilies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SOro-PdF-gI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9dzNbocnA0Q/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SOro-PdF-gI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9dzNbocnA0Q/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254268071279196674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So most of you who know me know that my favorite flower is a purple calla lily. Well those flowers have to be special ordered and JD hasn't had a chance to get into a flower shop to do that so he did the next best thing. Knowing that I love lilies he went out and bought me a fall bouquet. Can I tell you how beautiful these lilies were and they lasted for forever. He was so excited to bring home those flowers and surprise me. The best part...JD did it just because. I love this guy!&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/511481012784361769-593533874052070539?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/593533874052070539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=593533874052070539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/593533874052070539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/593533874052070539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2008/10/consider-lilies.html' title='Consider the lilies...'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SOro-PdF-gI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9dzNbocnA0Q/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-4012291081004845114</id><published>2008-08-03T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T09:15:56.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's not my baby anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SJXXMYXPdLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/JO5t2-Rmi88/s1600-h/IMG_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SJXXMYXPdLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/JO5t2-Rmi88/s320/IMG_0463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230323149959034034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well my little baby who could curl up in my lap and snuggle in right next to my face has finally grown up. He still thinks he is a baby and I am constantly waking up to him trying to cuddle in as close as he can to me at 2 am. I don't know if it's cuz he gets nightmares or just misses his mommy, but I think it's time to introduce him to the foot of the bed. Well besides getting bigger physically he is also becoming a stubborn teenager. I was taking him for a walk and all he wanted to do was sniff and sniff and sniff. After struggling for a few minutes and having him walk me, he went to a handicap sign and lifted his leg...yes lifted his leg. I whipped out my phone and started taking pictures and sending them to everyone in my family. I know...but when this is your baby it's just like them getting potty trained. I love my little Zeph and so can't wait for Tonka to come home with us!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SJXZVlED3_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Hn4U3LpLQtc/s1600-h/noname-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SJXZVlED3_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Hn4U3LpLQtc/s320/noname-3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230325507010322418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zephyr Koa...&lt;br /&gt;and introducing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SJXZo1Sl9ZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9XroyP7YkAA/s1600-h/noname-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SJXZo1Sl9ZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9XroyP7YkAA/s320/noname-4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230325837783758226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonka&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/511481012784361769-4012291081004845114?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/4012291081004845114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=4012291081004845114' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4012291081004845114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4012291081004845114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2008/08/hes-not-my-baby-anymore.html' title='He&apos;s not my baby anymore...'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/SJXXMYXPdLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/JO5t2-Rmi88/s72-c/IMG_0463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-5167330461397612986</id><published>2008-04-25T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:07:21.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Look'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>I heart my new look...</title><content type='html'>By Beckie&lt;br /&gt; My sisters has been asking me to update her blog for sometime now - what do you think!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I like it! And i added some pictures of what she has been up to...I guess she will have to fill in the rest I mean her last post was in January! I am sure her little puppy is HUGE by now...and she can tell us about her tonsil surgery and...I am sure there are many other things she can tell us about...but at least i finally got around to updating her blog!   : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-5167330461397612986?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/5167330461397612986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=5167330461397612986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5167330461397612986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/5167330461397612986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-heart-my-new-look.html' title='I heart my new look...'/><author><name>Beckie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08656141385590483181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7W8oJMxwTP4/SEOx-QO_sOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hgpfc-TZJ1A/S220/Chinamans+Hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-4986446237088508575</id><published>2007-11-02T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T14:27:18.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart My Little Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuNynad2qI/AAAAAAAAADk/SorP9i9RsCs/s1600-h/IMG_3977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuNynad2qI/AAAAAAAAADk/SorP9i9RsCs/s320/IMG_3977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128348501404408482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she is finally here, my second niece Ava. I was able to get to see her 5 days after she was born. Boy is my sister a trooper. After hearing what she had to go through for 9 months made me re-think the whole wanting to have a baby, but after holding that little girl, I can't wait to have my own.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuVgHad2uI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Inxt-U0KJAI/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuVgHad2uI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Inxt-U0KJAI/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128356979669850850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marlee, Aunt Jesica &amp;amp; Baby Jaguar aka Baby Ava.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuPCXad2tI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4jaYMVlBvmE/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuPCXad2tI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4jaYMVlBvmE/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128349871498975954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Precious Little Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuOoHad2sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Y_lZndMNvvM/s1600-h/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuOoHad2sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Y_lZndMNvvM/s320/IMG_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128349420527409858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who wouldn't want a little bundle like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-4986446237088508575?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/4986446237088508575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=4986446237088508575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4986446237088508575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/4986446237088508575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-heart-my-little-bear.html' title='I Heart My Little Bear'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuNynad2qI/AAAAAAAAADk/SorP9i9RsCs/s72-c/IMG_3977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-8873109643697571836</id><published>2007-11-01T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T15:11:42.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart My Little Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuMhnad2pI/AAAAAAAAADc/BJzWZZwEqYU/s1600-h/IMG_4111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuMhnad2pI/AAAAAAAAADc/BJzWZZwEqYU/s320/IMG_4111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128347109835004562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Marlee carving the pumpkins together.  She was making sure that "Oscar" had the perfect vampire bite marks while I carved out the mouth.  It has been forever since I carved pupkins, it is so nice having the kids in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuLhHad2oI/AAAAAAAAADU/niledJ0u18Q/s1600-h/IMG_4200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuLhHad2oI/AAAAAAAAADU/niledJ0u18Q/s320/IMG_4200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128346001733442178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebekeh, Jesica &amp;amp; Marlee hittin up the stores for all the fantastic treats.  The best part of going in Glencoe is that you get full size candy bars, caramel apples, and one store lets you pick anything out that you want in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuKpHad2nI/AAAAAAAAADM/xygYgxBHa34/s1600-h/IMG_4228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuKpHad2nI/AAAAAAAAADM/xygYgxBHa34/s320/IMG_4228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128345039660767858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my little bug with some of her friends from play group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-8873109643697571836?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/8873109643697571836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=8873109643697571836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8873109643697571836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/8873109643697571836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-little-bear.html' title='I Heart My Little Bug'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/RyuMhnad2pI/AAAAAAAAADc/BJzWZZwEqYU/s72-c/IMG_4111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-3908136420161885984</id><published>2007-09-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T09:07:58.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart my Black Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Rv54S_Ik4UI/AAAAAAAAACk/tyQlq1c-_D0/s1600-h/black+cat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Rv54S_Ik4UI/AAAAAAAAACk/tyQlq1c-_D0/s320/black+cat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115658494319845698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the spirit of Halloween, I thought I would post our family cat CHLOE.&lt;br /&gt;She is not a nice cat, (well she can be when SHE WANTS to be).&lt;br /&gt;Chloe is the best attack Cat EVER - She enjoys attacking us when ever she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Especially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we are coming out of the shower.&lt;br /&gt;She &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;waits&lt;/span&gt;, she&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; runs&lt;/span&gt;, she&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pounces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ATTACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Much to the enjoyment of those watching it happen.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately if your leg is the scratching, biting post, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; so pleasant!&lt;br /&gt;But we still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; our black cat. WE love it when she sleeps on our feet at night&lt;br /&gt;(whom ever she deems worthy that evening) WE love it when she sits&lt;br /&gt;on our wrapping paper, tissue paper, hops in a box or suitcase we are packing&lt;br /&gt;as if to say, mail me away, or take me with you...WE Love it when she wants&lt;br /&gt;to play games with us, as in sits in the middle of the Monopoly game. She also&lt;br /&gt;is GREAT at catching mice, she just doesn't know what to do with them once&lt;br /&gt;she has caught them.&lt;br /&gt;I Heart my black cat &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chloe&lt;/span&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/511481012784361769-3908136420161885984?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/3908136420161885984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=3908136420161885984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3908136420161885984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3908136420161885984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-heart-my-black-cat.html' title='I Heart my Black Cat'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORETHhaGRcY/Rv54S_Ik4UI/AAAAAAAAACk/tyQlq1c-_D0/s72-c/black+cat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511481012784361769.post-3901606199057700400</id><published>2007-08-29T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T01:05:00.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What comes around...</title><content type='html'>So last year sometime, my sisters introduced me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;. It was a fun way for me to chat with my sisters and see what was going on. However, I am not so computer savvy and had to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jesica&lt;/span&gt; do all sorts of fun things for me on my page...then, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jesica&lt;/span&gt; got in a "fight" with some one and we stopped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mysapacing&lt;/span&gt; for a while. She made a new page, Keenan made a page, and I decided &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt; was not a space for me. Then my cool friend RR introduced me to the fun world of blogging. With a little coxing from my friend KL, I finished my blog page, and have been a blog head ever since...So now comes the part..."Goes around". I have now convinced my sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jesica&lt;/span&gt; to do a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; page, however, she does not feel savvy enough to add her own things. And because I am up at 2:45 am in pain from the kidney stones and just being uncomfortable in my 8 months of pregnancy thought I would start making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jesica's&lt;/span&gt; blog way cool. Well as way cool as someone on pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; at 2:46 in the morning can!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jes&lt;/span&gt;, maybe you will rethink giving me the password to your blog. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511481012784361769-3901606199057700400?l=weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/feeds/3901606199057700400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=511481012784361769&amp;postID=3901606199057700400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3901606199057700400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511481012784361769/posts/default/3901606199057700400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weareinafightimgonnawin.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-comes-around.html' title='What comes around...'/><author><name>Jesica Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
