<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366</id><updated>2009-11-14T21:05:51.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin Keeping Record</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>491</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-1625871933687008927</id><published>2009-11-13T17:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:07:50.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mom, look how strong am i</title><content type='html'>Everything my kids say cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;Tucker who speaks really well and understands so much still gets a lot of past tense words incorrect which is pretty cute. This morning he said, "Charlotte, it's not winneded, it's winned." I had to tell him it was actually won. You know, as in we won the race to get home even though Daddy pushed the speed button in his truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when Charlotte says, " You're kidding, right?" For some reason it is so cute. She still says her f's as w's which equals wancy, warty, wace, and so many other funny words. I picked her up from preschool yesterday and she said, " Mom, I learned a LOT more." She can write the first three letters of her name pretty well now, but she prefers to trace it. Her letter recognition is so much better, but she just doesn't pick it up like Tucker did. I am so happy that she loves, loves, loves school and I'm glad she gets another year of preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry wants to talk on the phone to whoever I am talking to and the first thing he wants to say is motorcycle. He usually follows up with something about a helmet. He loves motorcycles. And Caillou (unfortunately). And construction trucks. And lipstick and shoes. I know. He says the best stuff. " Just kidding, Mom. It's just me." - after I pretend to be scared when he pretends to be a "procodile or a O-bot". He shows me his "muscles." Seems like such a big boy word. He says "no way, Jose" and finishes most of his sentences with "butt" just for fun. I follow up many words with the phrase "aronies", you know snuggle-ronies, weirdaronies, hugaronies. So anyway I called him Hankaronies the other day and he responded, " I not a ronies, I want some pepperonies." Well, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paisley doesn't say anything yet. But one look at that perfect, darling chubby face with the dimples is enough to fill me with joy every time. She does like to babble into her toy phone which is quite endearing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I added a couple photos to my november's here post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-1625871933687008927?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/1625871933687008927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=1625871933687008927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/1625871933687008927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/1625871933687008927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/11/mom-look-how-strong-am-i.html' title='mom, look how strong am i'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-6196505069228006933</id><published>2009-11-10T16:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:25:56.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 501st post</title><content type='html'>So with Christmas coming up, I start thinking about all the things I would love to have. Some aren't that far out of reach. Here's hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I still want the green couch. Please Trent. He insists that me (and everyone who liked it on my blog) is crazy to want a 70's velvet green couch. But I want it bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A rotary cutter and mat. Anyone have any favorite brands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Clothes. I've pretty much been pregnant or overweight for the last 3 years or so, so all my stuff is very flowy and it's all very old. With a couple exceptions like the walmart work out clothes and a couple of cheap shirts I bought. I'd happily take a gift certificate to TJMaxx, Ross, H&amp;amp;M, Forever 21 or anywhere with cute stuff that isn't a rip off. And a dress from shabbyapple.com please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.Shoes. I need shoes! I cannot remember the last time I got new shoes. I want black low top all star chucks. They have them at Target. I also need some good black heels and throw in some colored tights while your at it. I pick yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A guitar class for next semester at the local community college. Picture me on a stool strumming a song and singing along. Aaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Possibly a food processor. They have a coupon for them at Costco this month. Homemade salsa and vegetable purees to throw into my regular meals. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Contacts. I've been putting this off for months. Paisley still grabs my glasses off my face all day. I only have one pair and they are getting a little scratched up. Charlotte always tells me that I look pretty without my glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. My Christmas list. What have you been wanting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-6196505069228006933?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/6196505069228006933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=6196505069228006933&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6196505069228006933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6196505069228006933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-501st-post.html' title='My 501st post'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-8209274375947574433</id><published>2009-11-10T10:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:07:13.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November's here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403758715628096946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sv4B6-jvDbI/AAAAAAAACl4/AcmnjrVC2dc/s400/IMG_9039_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday we had a fun date with two other couples. I loved it. I can't find my camera at the moment (I am always trying to keep it out of reach of little hands), so I will post some pictures later. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403758711195648258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sv4B6uC9QQI/AAAAAAAAClw/P9YezRlHG4Q/s400/IMG_9042_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;Saturday I got to meet Stephanie and Christian Nielson of the nie nie diologues (if you don't know her story ask Oprah) at Blissfest. It was great too. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403758718677233970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sv4B7J6tMTI/AAAAAAAACmA/BdfXMxd2Shs/s400/nienie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we celebrated 2 birthdays, and Monday the cold hit our house. Snot galore around here. Raw noses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love Novemer when we get to start thinking about Thanksgiving and Christmas. I have so much to be thankful for and I love focusing on my many many blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I thank my Father in Heaven for:&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful husband&lt;br /&gt;My happy and healthy children&lt;br /&gt;My home&lt;br /&gt;My friends&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;My life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-8209274375947574433?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/8209274375947574433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=8209274375947574433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8209274375947574433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8209274375947574433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/11/novembers-here.html' title='November&apos;s here'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sv4B6-jvDbI/AAAAAAAACl4/AcmnjrVC2dc/s72-c/IMG_9039_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-6322736441327232236</id><published>2009-11-05T08:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:37:53.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SvLwTzDfD3I/AAAAAAAAClk/oDCUBE2CZPo/s1600-h/tuc+punpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400643126083653490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SvLwTzDfD3I/AAAAAAAAClk/oDCUBE2CZPo/s400/tuc+punpkin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tucker wrote this story. It reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to the pumpkin patch, I saw a bat then we got to the path the bat stole a pumkin   the seling man said o dear my pumkin got tooken but then the bat droped the pumkin  I ran to it and picked it up I ran back and gave it to the seler man he was happy he put it in the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading this again this morning made me smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-6322736441327232236?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/6322736441327232236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=6322736441327232236&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6322736441327232236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6322736441327232236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/11/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SvLwTzDfD3I/AAAAAAAAClk/oDCUBE2CZPo/s72-c/tuc+punpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-2081704380406125133</id><published>2009-11-02T15:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:49:00.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween weekend '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399641041654038514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Su9g6zpov_I/AAAAAAAAClE/qBSJowyAG6Q/s400/IMG_8918.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday Charlotte wanted to wear her last year's pirate costume, now that we had aquired an eye patch, for her preschool party. After we picked her up we headed out to the dollar store to find Tucker a sword for his ninja costume. No luck at the first one. We had to have lunch next, so we found a Subway. The kids behaved and ate so well, I was so pleased. They were so darling crossing the parking lot with me. We made a train and chanted "chugga chugga choo choo!" We found another dollar store and scored with a 5 dollar ninja set for Tucker, then I let Charlotte and Hanky each choose a dollar item as well. We went to pay and I realized that they only accepted Visa cards, which unfortunately I do not have. I was unwilling to go look somewhere else and hoped I could find some cash in the car. I found a jar full of change and one dollar bill. I paid my $7.56 from it shamelessly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night Tucker's school had their Fall Fest, which was pretty fun. Paisley thought she was in heaven just running back and forth once we finally released her from the stroller, it was hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399641036655517074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Su9g6hB5XZI/AAAAAAAACk8/vsv13iYhK48/s400/hal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was the ward Trunk or Treat which I am convinced is the best way to get candy. It's so nice to condense the walking when you usually end up holding small people. They also had a spook alley and chili cook off with corn bread and root beer. Surprisingly my chilli took the blue ribbon! I dressed as a witch complete with purple striped tights, but didn't get any pictures. That night Charlotte was a fairy princess. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399641046898556434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Su9g7HMBvhI/AAAAAAAAClM/ryDAxD8CaeI/s400/IMG_8942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we did our annual Halloween hay ride (pulled around the neighborhood by Bart's ranger) with Trent's brother and the other local P's. Dusti's chili was even more delicious than mine! Henry was having a ball! He followed Charlotte's lead as she ran squealing to each door and was so excited to ride on the ranger with Uncle Troy between houses. Everyone loved his Clifford costume and it was really cute when he would bark instead of saying trick or treat. He always remembered to say thank you and wave goodbye to each person. What a doll. Our girls were little devils that night. Unfortunately the paint seeped on the front of Paisley's onesie and I didn't make the tail long enough in the back. But I pretty much didn't care. I didn't dress up that night, but I did get asked if I was supposed to be Sarah Palin?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Su9g7wIddZI/AAAAAAAAClc/2eWTR0uUsmI/s1600-h/IMG_8964_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399641057889449362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Su9g7wIddZI/AAAAAAAAClc/2eWTR0uUsmI/s400/IMG_8964_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Su9g7vVeJGI/AAAAAAAAClU/DmzIIxR8zs4/s1600-h/IMG_8963_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399641057675584610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Su9g7vVeJGI/AAAAAAAAClU/DmzIIxR8zs4/s400/IMG_8963_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures aren't great, but it's hard to worry about that when your hands are usually busy and your kids are always on the move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-2081704380406125133?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/2081704380406125133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=2081704380406125133&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/2081704380406125133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/2081704380406125133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend-09.html' title='Halloween weekend &apos;09'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Su9g6zpov_I/AAAAAAAAClE/qBSJowyAG6Q/s72-c/IMG_8918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-3129108673651525398</id><published>2009-10-27T10:51:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:59:02.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craigslist Couch Crushes</title><content type='html'>I love retro items, antiques, and modern. I wonder if I can figure out how to incorporate all the different styles into my house. I've been wanting a new couch for our front room and just to show you some of the many different styles I like, here are some of my craigslist couch crushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Suc0RWlpuRI/AAAAAAAACk0/Vaf55CW8NkA/s1600-h/3kc3m33oc5Te5Pa5Ra9aac2f86b1ab9f41c2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397340151152752914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Suc0RWlpuRI/AAAAAAAACk0/Vaf55CW8NkA/s400/3kc3m33oc5Te5Pa5Ra9aac2f86b1ab9f41c2a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sucz1ovv7RI/AAAAAAAACks/vqZXlEgDJMA/s1600-h/3nf3p13l15Qf5Rb5S09ag0a164598ebf41152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397339674990603538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sucz1ovv7RI/AAAAAAAACks/vqZXlEgDJMA/s400/3nf3p13l15Qf5Rb5S09ag0a164598ebf41152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sucz1Rq_qgI/AAAAAAAACkk/bBr_15UESMo/s1600-h/3nd3ma3p95T95S65Rd9aq29d1cf13ab071b6c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397339668796647938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sucz1Rq_qgI/AAAAAAAACkk/bBr_15UESMo/s400/3nd3ma3p95T95S65Rd9aq29d1cf13ab071b6c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sucz09athVI/AAAAAAAACkc/gLt4hUxT44Y/s1600-h/3n43p23o95O15Qc5T89ai2595a1faa5c116a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397339663359640914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sucz09athVI/AAAAAAAACkc/gLt4hUxT44Y/s400/3n43p23o95O15Qc5T89ai2595a1faa5c116a7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sucz0tHb0wI/AAAAAAAACkU/T29N5hHYB9k/s1600-h/3k03p43l85O15Q15Pf9ap45e2f7d808ac11de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397339658983822082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sucz0tHb0wI/AAAAAAAACkU/T29N5hHYB9k/s400/3k03p43l85O15Q15Pf9ap45e2f7d808ac11de.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Which one do you think I should pick? Or do you think I'm crazy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-3129108673651525398?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/3129108673651525398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=3129108673651525398&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/3129108673651525398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/3129108673651525398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/10/craigslist-couch-crushes.html' title='Craigslist Couch Crushes'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Suc0RWlpuRI/AAAAAAAACk0/Vaf55CW8NkA/s72-c/3kc3m33oc5Te5Pa5Ra9aac2f86b1ab9f41c2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-404027233593395551</id><published>2009-10-27T08:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:57:43.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun at the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWc5EozcI/AAAAAAAACkM/A1EYfQ3VNMM/s1600-h/IMG_8878_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397307364039249346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWc5EozcI/AAAAAAAACkM/A1EYfQ3VNMM/s400/IMG_8878_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWcYA22YI/AAAAAAAACkE/PlNX-np0MLo/s1600-h/IMG_8882_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397307355165022594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWcYA22YI/AAAAAAAACkE/PlNX-np0MLo/s400/IMG_8882_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWcFsinOI/AAAAAAAACj8/o29bOzaK6oo/s1600-h/IMG_8872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397307350247972066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWcFsinOI/AAAAAAAACj8/o29bOzaK6oo/s400/IMG_8872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWbnHegvI/AAAAAAAACj0/63T_ctnNYQ0/s1600-h/IMG_8861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397307342039450354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWbnHegvI/AAAAAAAACj0/63T_ctnNYQ0/s400/IMG_8861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paisley even liked the bounce house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWbRmVKoI/AAAAAAAACjs/avSDTEoxnxM/s1600-h/IMG_8855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397307336263281282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWbRmVKoI/AAAAAAAACjs/avSDTEoxnxM/s400/IMG_8855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The corn maze. It was so dark, the kids didn't like it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVWTPdvjI/AAAAAAAACjk/XpNLwuRUS8o/s1600-h/IMG_8848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397306151293271602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVWTPdvjI/AAAAAAAACjk/XpNLwuRUS8o/s400/IMG_8848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hay bail maze for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVWIuIcBI/AAAAAAAACjc/70WffGx28jk/s1600-h/IMG_8842_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397306148469108754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVWIuIcBI/AAAAAAAACjc/70WffGx28jk/s400/IMG_8842_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Milking the fake cow and Tucker's new funny face for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVVlE6IxI/AAAAAAAACjU/ze4DId0n-yQ/s1600-h/IMG_8840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397306138900964114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVVlE6IxI/AAAAAAAACjU/ze4DId0n-yQ/s400/IMG_8840.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My handsome husband feeling right at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVVRifFYI/AAAAAAAACjM/PpMVxfqSzDU/s1600-h/IMG_8836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397306133656311170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVVRifFYI/AAAAAAAACjM/PpMVxfqSzDU/s400/IMG_8836.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us riding the barrel train. Trent wound up holding Henry so he would stay seated, so we had the whole fam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVVHOPdWI/AAAAAAAACjE/u-Ab1BmMY7s/s1600-h/IMG_8833_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397306130887046498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucVVHOPdWI/AAAAAAAACjE/u-Ab1BmMY7s/s400/IMG_8833_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been slacking. These are from our little trip to the farm last Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-404027233593395551?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/404027233593395551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=404027233593395551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/404027233593395551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/404027233593395551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-fun-at-farm.html' title='Family Fun at the Farm'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SucWc5EozcI/AAAAAAAACkM/A1EYfQ3VNMM/s72-c/IMG_8878_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-4505113161161432250</id><published>2009-10-19T09:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:30:06.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The kids were sick with colds pretty much the whole week, so we mostly hung out at home. Paisley decided to see how smashed banana would work as hair styling product. It turned out pretty nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StyRoLpAF7I/AAAAAAAACis/nUjwhzLSXwk/s1600-h/IMG_8772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394346573188569010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StyRoLpAF7I/AAAAAAAACis/nUjwhzLSXwk/s400/IMG_8772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Thursday Trent took the 3 "big kids" to Christopher Creek for the whole day. It was such a nice break. Do you know how easy it is to take one kid places. Really easy. We went to lunch with Karen and I even got to eat sushi, something I never get to do.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394346543370403362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StyRmcjy_iI/AAAAAAAACiU/qhYxPYTWZjo/s400/IMG_8743.jpg" /&gt; I also got this dresser from craigslist. Exactly what I've been wanting to use for an entry table thing. I think it will look great once I oil it up.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394346580977983650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StyRooqJIKI/AAAAAAAACi0/s_2kJ6K2BY0/s400/IMG_8778.jpg" /&gt; Friday my baby sister Claire spent the day and night with us while Mom was at Pioneer Trek. The kids loved having some extra entertainment. Trent was camping. Paisley enjoyed chilling in the baby swing on our trip to the park. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394346563593101938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StyRnn5Q4nI/AAAAAAAACik/9vWXQEJRWSs/s400/IMG_8769.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394346550848259746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StyRm4aqBqI/AAAAAAAACic/IVooKJx8C84/s400/IMG_8760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StyTwQ7ZV7I/AAAAAAAACi8/GKTsL7QLyzE/s1600-h/IMG_8765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394348911070107570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StyTwQ7ZV7I/AAAAAAAACi8/GKTsL7QLyzE/s400/IMG_8765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another entirely unrelated note this is my final week of the four week boot camp. I am feeling good. I have lost 5 pounds and haven't measured inches yet, but I know that my body is changing. Anyway, now that my friend Kathi's husband's work schedule has changed she is going to sign up for the next four weeks and I am going to join her! I was sort of excited to finish boot camp, but then I was getting worried about ruining the progress I've made. I think 4 more weeks will be a good thing for me, even though it's hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-4505113161161432250?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/4505113161161432250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=4505113161161432250&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/4505113161161432250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/4505113161161432250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-break.html' title='Fall Break'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StyRoLpAF7I/AAAAAAAACis/nUjwhzLSXwk/s72-c/IMG_8772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-7552835498394610509</id><published>2009-10-15T10:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:18:45.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seen and Heard</title><content type='html'>Seen: A knot tying book on the back of our toilet and a length of rope tied around the bathroom doorknob. Oh the glamourous life of a scoutmasters wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard:&lt;br /&gt;During one of our many shoe hunts I said to Charlotte, "Look under your bed, look in the bathroom, look everywhere you can think,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte: "My thinking's not coming out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love to hear Henry talk about Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I'n Yoda mom, Tuckas Obi Won."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-7552835498394610509?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/7552835498394610509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=7552835498394610509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/7552835498394610509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/7552835498394610509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/10/seen-and-heard.html' title='Seen and Heard'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-1846762055010308613</id><published>2009-10-12T09:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T09:51:16.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paisley frowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StNeWQhyLYI/AAAAAAAACiE/xkuAGdgsRco/s1600-h/IMG_8686.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StNdTJ0lt3I/AAAAAAAACh8/e5KbVOLDcD8/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_8662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391755762528008050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StNdTJ0lt3I/AAAAAAAACh8/e5KbVOLDcD8/s400/Copy+of+IMG_8662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we spent some time with our P* family celebrating our nephew Kade's birthday. I put on the skull outfit I made for Paisley and tried to get some pictures of her wearing it. She was fussy and wanted the camera and made the best frown I have ever seen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391755722340539906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StNdQ0HJngI/AAAAAAAAChc/nWDe0DZ1x80/s400/IMG_8662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paisley is usually all smiles. She is a ball of sunshine wrapped up into a chubby, rolly little package that is absolutely perfect. The other night sitting at the dinner table she was being so adorable. She loves sitting right at the table with us now in a booster seat. She was making faces and giving kisses and at that moment I couldn't imagine life going on without her in it. I felt absolutely unworthy to be her mother. I felt this all encompassing love and gratitide to be here with her. I can't describe it any better. I just felt blessed beyond belief for all my little angels and the joy and love they bring to our family.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391755751591121842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StNdShFCE7I/AAAAAAAACh0/9IO1xlaWgqU/s400/IMG_8715.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391755730864142162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StNdRT3Vd1I/AAAAAAAAChk/jPGBZesdmFQ/s400/IMG_8678.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-1846762055010308613?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/1846762055010308613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=1846762055010308613&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/1846762055010308613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/1846762055010308613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/10/paisley-frowns.html' title='Paisley frowns'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/StNdTJ0lt3I/AAAAAAAACh8/e5KbVOLDcD8/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_8662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-8608777305881837361</id><published>2009-10-07T09:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:13:18.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's crafty, (and she's just my type)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Ssy92k3xDKI/AAAAAAAACgE/-i7vWA61VNE/s1600-h/IMG_8637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389891599363804322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Ssy92k3xDKI/AAAAAAAACgE/-i7vWA61VNE/s400/IMG_8637.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Ssy91_8BaLI/AAAAAAAACf8/DVKRFkAQpZI/s1600-h/IMG_8627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389891589449541810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Ssy91_8BaLI/AAAAAAAACf8/DVKRFkAQpZI/s400/IMG_8627.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Ssy91Yt61aI/AAAAAAAACf0/Pfk2_ZIdfBo/s1600-h/IMG_8624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389891578921407906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Ssy91Yt61aI/AAAAAAAACf0/Pfk2_ZIdfBo/s400/IMG_8624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Charlotte got invited last minute to a birthday party. I had some rossette's I had made practicing for the necklaces, so I whipped up a headband. I love how it turned out, so I made Charlotte model it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-8608777305881837361?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/8608777305881837361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=8608777305881837361&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8608777305881837361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8608777305881837361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/10/shes-crafty-and-shes-just-my-type.html' title='She&apos;s crafty, (and she&apos;s just my type)'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Ssy92k3xDKI/AAAAAAAACgE/-i7vWA61VNE/s72-c/IMG_8637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-3040118482835550316</id><published>2009-10-07T08:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:08:13.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh happy day</title><content type='html'>Today was such a gorgeous morning. Doing our warmup for boot camp it was still dark and I could see the stars poking through the clouds. The clouds were looking even more amazing as it got lighter and lighter. After coming home to everyone still in bed I hopped on the scale. I've lost 4 pounds so far and I couldn't be happier!I still can improve on what goes in my mouth, so I think I will continue to see results if I just try even harder everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our boot camp instructor Jeff is great! If you live in the valley I would totally recommend trying this boot camp. 4 weeks free with no obligation to sign up for another one! &lt;a href="http://freefitcamp.com/"&gt;freefitcamp.com&lt;/a&gt;He sends us a suggested meal plan and motivational quote each day, complete with a photo of a sexy muscley male celebrity. One thing I love, is that he always includes a low calorie fast food option. Here are the ones he's sent us so far.&lt;br /&gt;2-pack Burger King Mini Burger Shots&lt;br /&gt;Diet Soda of your choice&lt;br /&gt;Calories&lt;br /&gt;220&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Baja Fresh Grilled Mahi Mahi Taco&lt;br /&gt;Calories&lt;br /&gt;230&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Rubio's HealthMex Chicken Tacos (corn tortilla)&lt;br /&gt; Calories&lt;br /&gt;300&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Jr. Burger&lt;br /&gt;Calories&lt;br /&gt; 310&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy's Grilled Chicken Go Wrap&lt;br /&gt;Calories&lt;br /&gt; 250 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizno's Sonoma Turkey Sammie&lt;br /&gt;Ask them to go lightly on the dressing - it's high in calories.&lt;br /&gt;Load up on the lettuce and tomato - it's free and healthy!&lt;br /&gt;If you eat there, please check out their website before your next trip.&lt;br /&gt;They have a large selection of items under 500 calories.&lt;br /&gt;Calories&lt;br /&gt; 280&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 piece McDonald's Chicken McNuggets - NO SAUCE&lt;br /&gt;Don't order the Chicken Selects Strips&lt;br /&gt;They are 400 calories and a sodium nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;Calories&lt;br /&gt;280&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Taco Bell Fresco Menu Crunchy Tacos&lt;br /&gt;Calories&lt;br /&gt;300&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-3040118482835550316?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/3040118482835550316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=3040118482835550316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/3040118482835550316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/3040118482835550316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh happy day'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-7866018266827843715</id><published>2009-10-03T17:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:04:02.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Booty camp</title><content type='html'>I made it through my first week of boot camp without crying or quitting. It's a good start. I feel good about myself just for going. I still struggle with watching my calories and portion sizes, but I am trying harder than ever before and that's got to count for something. Although the weekend has been much harder than the weekdays. I have been sore every day and today my right knee feels a little jacked up, so hopefully it will be fine with a couple days of rest. I put some old pictures of myself on the fridge to remind myself that I can be skinny and strong and to not eat so much. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388559558353381810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SsgCXlawabI/AAAAAAAACfs/YYmLy7OKWGc/s400/skinny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388559544101492882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SsgCWwU12JI/AAAAAAAACfk/JVI-w-iMapU/s400/strong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I feel like I am having an identity crisis. I am not who I used to be and I am not sure who I am. I used to be thin, strong, athletic. I used to love music and keep up with new bands. I used to be fun and laid back. I used to enjoy drawing and writing poems. I feel like those parts of me are hibernating somewhere. Being a mother is a big part of who I am now, and I am okay with that. It makes me strive to be better. I just miss some of the other parts of me too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-7866018266827843715?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/7866018266827843715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=7866018266827843715&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/7866018266827843715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/7866018266827843715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/10/booty-camp.html' title='Booty camp'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SsgCXlawabI/AAAAAAAACfs/YYmLy7OKWGc/s72-c/skinny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-3989556755049079496</id><published>2009-09-28T15:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:13:50.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless in AZ</title><content type='html'>So last night was finally the night before my first day of boot camp. I have been looking forward to it, but also been a little nervous about it since I signed up a couple weeks ago. Anyway, I got in bed a little earlier than usual and had lights out by 10:30. Trent was instantly asleep as usual and I lay there awake. At midnight I started getting irritated that I wasn't asleep, my eyes weren't heavy, my breathing wasn't slowing and I had primary songs booming in my mind. I moved to the couch. I came back. I went pee like 7 times. I rolled around into 48 different positions. I contemplating digging around in our medicine cabinet to find something to knock me out, but thought better of it, I did want to be able to wake up after all. I finally started to doze off a little before 2 am when Charlotte crawled into our bed followed shortly by Tucker. After a few minutes I got them back in their beds and finally slept. That 4:45am alarm came around pretty fast. But I'm thinking I shouldn't have such a hard time falling asleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-3989556755049079496?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/3989556755049079496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=3989556755049079496&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/3989556755049079496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/3989556755049079496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleepless-in-az.html' title='Sleepless in AZ'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-6430840444570615164</id><published>2009-09-26T20:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:39:12.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabric necklaces</title><content type='html'>Want to see what I'm going to be making for Christmas gifts? Go over to my &lt;a href="http://robinwantsthat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ooooh I Want That &lt;/a&gt;blog and check it out. While you're there, you should probably just become a follower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-6430840444570615164?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/6430840444570615164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=6430840444570615164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6430840444570615164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6430840444570615164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/fabric-necklaces.html' title='Fabric necklaces'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-2955414348979096322</id><published>2009-09-24T11:15:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:26:34.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired from this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sunday were the birthday celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru4RVGVy5I/AAAAAAAACdM/2PdUcadR520/s1600-h/IMG_8475_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385100387312585618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru4RVGVy5I/AAAAAAAACdM/2PdUcadR520/s400/IMG_8475_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru4QyoNMUI/AAAAAAAACdE/uXps4-VybcU/s1600-h/IMG_8455_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385100378059387202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru4QyoNMUI/AAAAAAAACdE/uXps4-VybcU/s400/IMG_8455_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru4QeEpOmI/AAAAAAAACc8/BIR7PQk1vVU/s1600-h/IMG_8429_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385100372541520482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru4QeEpOmI/AAAAAAAACc8/BIR7PQk1vVU/s400/IMG_8429_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monday: Paisley's well check and shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru46gviRcI/AAAAAAAACdk/NcSdr9XsKhA/s1600-h/IMG_8491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385101094812796354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru46gviRcI/AAAAAAAACdk/NcSdr9XsKhA/s400/IMG_8491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru46Jnbp4I/AAAAAAAACdc/VeZW8Oboowo/s1600-h/IMG_8490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385101088604792706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru46Jnbp4I/AAAAAAAACdc/VeZW8Oboowo/s400/IMG_8490.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru45jTsRnI/AAAAAAAACdU/KU4I3t2Grus/s1600-h/IMG_8489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385101078321448562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru45jTsRnI/AAAAAAAACdU/KU4I3t2Grus/s400/IMG_8489.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru47HkuJtI/AAAAAAAACds/lPiMnIjejZ0/s1600-h/IMG_8492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385101105236420306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru47HkuJtI/AAAAAAAACds/lPiMnIjejZ0/s400/IMG_8492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the Diamondbacks game at night. We had great seats and Henry had a great time. Charlotte, not as much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru60itX9_I/AAAAAAAACd0/2vgiibsDDeg/s1600-h/IMG_8497_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385103191284643826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru60itX9_I/AAAAAAAACd0/2vgiibsDDeg/s400/IMG_8497_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tuesday Charlotte had early start for her preschool. After I dropped her off I put Paisley down, did my work out, showered and met her with the other babies for her field trip to Bahama Bucks where she got to make her own shaved ice. (forgot my camera) Got home and fed everyone lunch, put kids down for naps, cleaned up.Wake up the babies, go pick up Tucker and Wyatt, drop Wyatt off, go to Costco, go home, put cold stuff in fridge, drop off the kids except for Charlotte, go to parent teacher conference with Tucker's teacher and pick up a couple books at the book fair. Get the kids from Kathi and go home to feed them dinner. Phew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday. The zoo with friends. Jill, Macey, Abbie, Mel, Dustin and all their children plus my three. It was a lot of fun, but we were worn out at the end. Didn't get to spend as much time with the adults as I would have liked, but it was well worth the trip. Thanks for a great day guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru62RhalCI/AAAAAAAACeM/6Ca_LqRfMgA/s1600-h/IMG_8543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385103221030818850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru62RhalCI/AAAAAAAACeM/6Ca_LqRfMgA/s400/IMG_8543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru61oWbyQI/AAAAAAAACeE/OE5YQ1oTWac/s1600-h/IMG_8521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385103209978906882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru61oWbyQI/AAAAAAAACeE/OE5YQ1oTWac/s400/IMG_8521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru61LZHCiI/AAAAAAAACd8/lwmGSoh2T4s/s1600-h/IMG_8519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385103202205501986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru61LZHCiI/AAAAAAAACd8/lwmGSoh2T4s/s400/IMG_8519.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-2955414348979096322?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/2955414348979096322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=2955414348979096322&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/2955414348979096322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/2955414348979096322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-tired-from-this-week.html' title='I&apos;m tired from this week'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sru4RVGVy5I/AAAAAAAACdM/2PdUcadR520/s72-c/IMG_8475_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-1702380709943572085</id><published>2009-09-20T19:13:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:04:15.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paisley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Paisley is one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbmGSDyNNI/AAAAAAAACb0/81ugdAJePXo/s1600-h/Baby+Paisley+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383743400169321682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbmGSDyNNI/AAAAAAAACb0/81ugdAJePXo/s400/Baby+Paisley+101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbmF9cLHSI/AAAAAAAACbs/u8jCraFczfQ/s1600-h/Baby+Paisley+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383743394634472738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbmF9cLHSI/AAAAAAAACbs/u8jCraFczfQ/s400/Baby+Paisley+091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbmFaCHJTI/AAAAAAAACbk/wSCjoB6elNM/s1600-h/Baby+Paisley+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383743385129919794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbmFaCHJTI/AAAAAAAACbk/wSCjoB6elNM/s400/Baby+Paisley+076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paisley turned one yesterday. I can't believe it. I am pretty sure we won't have any more of our own babies around here again, so it is sort of a sad feeling. I can't believe she is already one. It doesn't seem like it was that long ago that I was in the hospital with her newly born tiny body next to mine. So perfect and small. Her nose smooshed to the side, her hair almost black, her tiny long skinny fingers with their tiny nails. Her wrinkly little feet and tiny little bum. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383743372308155058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbmEqRKirI/AAAAAAAACbc/0i8kF0ArQiA/s400/Baby+Paisley+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sre_SDAPWnI/AAAAAAAACck/G9b8EX6RWKw/s1600-h/Baby+Paisley+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383982196309580402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sre_SDAPWnI/AAAAAAAACck/G9b8EX6RWKw/s400/Baby+Paisley+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383982225221649250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sre_Tutag2I/AAAAAAAACc0/47B8AJLY0J0/s400/Oct+2031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sre_S2TLOqI/AAAAAAAACcs/NQyaOQc1RY0/s1600-h/Sep2008_+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383982210079210146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/Sre_S2TLOqI/AAAAAAAACcs/NQyaOQc1RY0/s400/Sep2008_+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paisley, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for joining our family. You are so perfectly wonderful. You are truly a blessing. You hum like a little kitten purs. Lately you are eating so much and loving food. You are so blonde now. You have the stickey-outey belly that cracks me up. Your cheeks and thighs are so wonderfully chubby. You are running around now. You love to carry around remote controls or phones. You love your family. You never want to sit down in the bath or get your hair rinsed out. You are so strong and wiggly. Sometimes you like to be held, but you are usually on the move. You love to pull books from their shelves and toys from their buckets or drawers as well as clothes. You make silly happy noises and are starting to mimick some of the noises we make. You are keeping up with the silly face making, always entertaining us. I love to watch your cheek dimples deepen when you suck on a straw or sippy and I love your chin dimple as well. You're gorgeous basically. You have already started trying to put on other family members shoes to walk around in, I'm sure you've been watching Henry too much. I hope you enjoy being one. We will miss your sweet babiness. I know you will continue to love and learn and grow by leaps and bounds and I look forward to each new move. You are my little angel and I love you so completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbnJEbBzTI/AAAAAAAACcM/DVaEhYU7z-E/s1600-h/IMG_8456_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383744547559951666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbnJEbBzTI/AAAAAAAACcM/DVaEhYU7z-E/s400/IMG_8456_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbnIlzuu8I/AAAAAAAACcE/g8QAuDAAuN4/s1600-h/IMG_8416_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383744539342060482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbnIlzuu8I/AAAAAAAACcE/g8QAuDAAuN4/s400/IMG_8416_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbnKYag1BI/AAAAAAAACcc/JQxHn147gO4/s1600-h/IMG_8460_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383744570106369042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbnKYag1BI/AAAAAAAACcc/JQxHn147gO4/s400/IMG_8460_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbnJgZ6i0I/AAAAAAAACcU/2upEOIDRAQ8/s1600-h/IMG_8457_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383744555071474498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbnJgZ6i0I/AAAAAAAACcU/2upEOIDRAQ8/s400/IMG_8457_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-1702380709943572085?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/1702380709943572085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=1702380709943572085&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/1702380709943572085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/1702380709943572085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/paisley-is-one.html' title='Paisley is one!'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrbmGSDyNNI/AAAAAAAACb0/81ugdAJePXo/s72-c/Baby+Paisley+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-8684867330837796928</id><published>2009-09-20T18:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:11:14.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pocket full of posies</title><content type='html'>I totally want to win this cute meal planning guide with recipes and grocerie lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.perfectpocketmealplanning.blogspot.com" target="”_blank”"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i366.photobucket.com/albums/oo110/cammieloub/Button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on the button to check out their giveaway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-8684867330837796928?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/8684867330837796928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=8684867330837796928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8684867330837796928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8684867330837796928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/pocket-full-of-posies.html' title='Pocket full of posies'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-8635536644512183518</id><published>2009-09-16T10:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:01:07.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little of this and that</title><content type='html'>I've been collecting fabric for a while now to make Paisley a quilt. I really wanted to have it done for her first birthday on Saturday, so this week I kicked it into high gear. I pieced together and sewed the entire front piece at last. Now I just need to put it together with the batting and the back piece of fabric. I don't want to tie it. I want to have someone quilt it with a machine that does cool quilting patterns. Does anyone know someone in my area with a quilting machine or a place I can have it done for a reasonable price? Please help!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEmEZn_eBI/AAAAAAAACa0/HYJbC1QDWzM/s1600-h/IMG_8305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382124886724409362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEmEZn_eBI/AAAAAAAACa0/HYJbC1QDWzM/s400/IMG_8305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; It is far from perfect. There is a pucker mark in one spot and some places aren't even, I can see tons of mistakes, but I love it. I loved watching it come together and I can't wait to see the finished product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382124871885876258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEmDiWNbCI/AAAAAAAACas/G9tu9rBJ530/s400/IMG_8304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only attempted making a quilt &lt;a href="http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2006/10/wednesday.html"&gt;once before&lt;/a&gt;. It was much smaller too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henry and Uncle Bart watching motorcycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382124863981101410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEmDE5kIWI/AAAAAAAACak/hX8VS_X8r48/s400/IMG_8300_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEhs9Wjc3I/AAAAAAAACaE/KvzvQj8pVoM/s1600-h/IMG_8299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382120085951574898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEhs9Wjc3I/AAAAAAAACaE/KvzvQj8pVoM/s400/IMG_8299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paisley is darling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is at Grandma's on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paisley climbs on the booster seat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382120044311364354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEhqiOwQwI/AAAAAAAACZk/BUdKZ38keuo/s400/IMG_8290.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look, I'm big. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382120068392326194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEhr78GlDI/AAAAAAAACZ0/qcOr0ZYUcaI/s400/IMG_8293_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Crap! How do I get off this thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382120076585371426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEhsadehyI/AAAAAAAACZ8/Pzx6OfR76rs/s400/IMG_8298_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-8635536644512183518?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/8635536644512183518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=8635536644512183518&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8635536644512183518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8635536644512183518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-of-this-and-that.html' title='A little of this and that'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SrEmEZn_eBI/AAAAAAAACa0/HYJbC1QDWzM/s72-c/IMG_8305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-6203100670952484477</id><published>2009-09-10T08:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:58:10.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on, body!</title><content type='html'>I am so frustrated to see the same number on the scale week after week. I am exercising 4 days a week, I have cut down on sweets, soda, fast food, junk food, and I am eating more fruits and veggies and not eating after 8pm. I am drinking more water and I am seeing nothing from it. It makes me want to cry.  And then it makes me actually cry. Like last night when I was jogging and the last two laps I was fighting tears and a huge lump in my throat. I finished my 2 miles (which is still pretty hard for me) and I broke down. The tears and the gasping. Luckily Kathi is really sweet and didn't slap me and tell me to snap out of it. I'm just sick of being fat and I'm really frustrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-6203100670952484477?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/6203100670952484477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=6203100670952484477&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6203100670952484477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6203100670952484477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/come-on-body.html' title='Come on, body!'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-6097176459454300399</id><published>2009-09-09T09:12:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:57:13.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Tutu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqgyQJzMX7I/AAAAAAAACYc/CMPFsLLMx-s/s1600-h/IMG_8271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379605007983992754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqgyQJzMX7I/AAAAAAAACYc/CMPFsLLMx-s/s400/IMG_8271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqgyPocIeAI/AAAAAAAACYU/ZBgBV2AaZxY/s1600-h/IMG_8259_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379604999028897794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqgyPocIeAI/AAAAAAAACYU/ZBgBV2AaZxY/s400/IMG_8259_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqgyPHYHn-I/AAAAAAAACYM/cEmJ1EKQivc/s1600-h/IMG_8258_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379604990153695202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqgyPHYHn-I/AAAAAAAACYM/cEmJ1EKQivc/s400/IMG_8258_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided that Paisley should have a tutu for her 1st birthday party. So last night, I made one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-6097176459454300399?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/6097176459454300399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=6097176459454300399&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6097176459454300399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6097176459454300399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/red-tutu.html' title='Red Tutu'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqgyQJzMX7I/AAAAAAAACYc/CMPFsLLMx-s/s72-c/IMG_8271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-4498080571437203072</id><published>2009-09-08T10:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:35:52.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The joys of parenthood</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a82cc3b0a4951a58" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-4498080571437203072?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/4498080571437203072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=4498080571437203072&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/4498080571437203072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/4498080571437203072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/joys-of-parenthood.html' title='The joys of parenthood'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-6132827914646896872</id><published>2009-09-07T20:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:52:56.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another blog?</title><content type='html'>So, I've decided to start another blog where I can post all the stuff I am currently wishing I could buy. Since I look at it anyway, why not put it somewhere that I can find it again and show everybody all the weird stuff I like. The little etsy favorites on my sidebar just isn't cutting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.robinwantsthat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Oooh, I want that.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-6132827914646896872?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/6132827914646896872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=6132827914646896872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6132827914646896872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/6132827914646896872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-blog.html' title='another blog?'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-5707524472783899928</id><published>2009-09-07T19:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:02:36.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I took a half day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Look, no more mole.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqXIVgJY0FI/AAAAAAAACXg/BBYoNgsJChs/s1600-h/IMG_8205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378925601696043090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqXIVgJY0FI/AAAAAAAACXg/BBYoNgsJChs/s400/IMG_8205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378925611997495234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqXIWGhcf8I/AAAAAAAACXo/t9hZHsgDBBQ/s400/IMG_8217.jpg" /&gt;I asked Trent if I could have Saturday off starting at 1 pm. He grudgingly agreed. I enjoyed the company of my buddy Kathi, a little shopping, dinner and a movie. It was the greatest day I've had in a long time. Kathi also put some fun orange peek-a-boo color in my hair on Wednesday.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378925595422066050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqXIVIxjhYI/AAAAAAAACXY/Hw6T1mJqXHE/s400/IMG_8199.jpg" /&gt; I like it a lot. Other random things I enjoyed this week: pouring rain on Saturday morning, my first produce lot from bountifulbaskets.org, getting through second nephi, putting "piggies" in Paisley's hair, and kisses on my arm from Charlotte.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378925583346283698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqXIUbydtLI/AAAAAAAACXQ/gQW-LSKSuAE/s400/IMG_8182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378925574497825922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqXIT6009II/AAAAAAAACXI/bmRy8D7v_sY/s400/IMG_8180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqXIVgJY0FI/AAAAAAAACXg/BBYoNgsJChs/s1600-h/IMG_8205.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-5707524472783899928?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/5707524472783899928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=5707524472783899928&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/5707524472783899928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/5707524472783899928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-took-half-day.html' title='I took a half day.'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqXIVgJY0FI/AAAAAAAACXg/BBYoNgsJChs/s72-c/IMG_8205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22790366.post-8564448283469905774</id><published>2009-09-03T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:42:16.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you believe my baby is almost one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqBUPzdCqzI/AAAAAAAACXA/3FMV3cAmM-M/s1600-h/IMG_8152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377390585567161138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqBUPzdCqzI/AAAAAAAACXA/3FMV3cAmM-M/s400/IMG_8152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqBUPR9iRRI/AAAAAAAACW4/PxPEwkUSD80/s1600-h/IMG_8119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377390576576644370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqBUPR9iRRI/AAAAAAAACW4/PxPEwkUSD80/s400/IMG_8119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqBUPN98MBI/AAAAAAAACWw/RpWklfz7XUQ/s1600-h/IMG_8097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377390575504601106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqBUPN98MBI/AAAAAAAACWw/RpWklfz7XUQ/s400/IMG_8097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she's a big kissy face lately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22790366-8564448283469905774?l=robedrobin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/feeds/8564448283469905774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22790366&amp;postID=8564448283469905774&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8564448283469905774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22790366/posts/default/8564448283469905774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robedrobin.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-you-believe-my-baby-is-almost-one.html' title='Can you believe my baby is almost one?'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253450128119796548'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YwaYoGXd4MQ/SqBUPzdCqzI/AAAAAAAACXA/3FMV3cAmM-M/s72-c/IMG_8152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry></feed>