<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:05:55.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 against 1</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-5516285478248091266</id><published>2010-09-19T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:49:14.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mega Boob</title><content type='html'>So I decided to take the boob away from J this weekend. He is going to be one next month and I am so not for feeding him past that age. About a month ago we finally got the point where he was only getting feedings from me first thing in the morning, at bedtime and during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing this however I was in fear. Oh my do I remember what happened when R was little, I didn't breastfeed him but I sure had enough to do so. I remember 1 week after having him I went through the swelling (OUCH). It was horrible. I was already a D what on earth was I going to swell to. I remember laying on my back in bed in pain and my boobs where touching in the middle and they where touching the bed they swelled so bad. I remember taking showers and milk shooting everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh by the way this post is going to get personal so if you don't like the TMI get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I originally was going to quit feeding J at 6 months but I was more comfortable with BFeeding then I thought I was going to be so I continued. Not to mention he was horrible at taking the formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways on with the post. My boob hurts. But I can say this, not near as much as it did with R thankfully because I did feed and we've allowed the supply to get lower and lower lately. I didn't make it to church today. Um, I was swollen &amp;amp; lopsided. Lopsided? Yes! One side stopped producing on it's own about a month ago. So, one boob was normal &amp;amp; the other boob was twice as big. I'm not bashful but I'm so not showing up at church with one mega boob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my boob will be normal tomorrow? I have things to do. It's hard, literally it is. I think it may just explode if you push on it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my poor hubby and my boys have to deal with my hormones right now. On top of what my body is going through due to stopping BFeeding I think it's trying to jump start 2 years of no periods hormones too. I literally can feel my hormones going crazy &amp;amp; feel my mood swings kicking in. Another down side to stopping BFeeding - Aunt Flow is eventually going to come back. It was nice not having her visit for almost 2 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I'm tired, I want to sleep on my tummy because that's the way I like it. But no, mega boob is in my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-5516285478248091266?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5516285478248091266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/09/mega-boob.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5516285478248091266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5516285478248091266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/09/mega-boob.html' title='Mega Boob'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-556779275172833436</id><published>2010-09-09T13:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T13:13:39.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you forgotten?</title><content type='html'>I have not forgotten you blog world, this has just been a hectic. I promise I will update &amp;amp; post some new pictures this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-556779275172833436?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/556779275172833436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/09/have-you-forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/556779275172833436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/556779275172833436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/09/have-you-forgotten.html' title='Have you forgotten?'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-7776757347192973727</id><published>2010-08-31T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T16:40:02.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.RandomTuesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theunmom.com/" mce_href="http://www.theunmom.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="randomtuesday" mce_src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb9/superkeely/randomtuesday.jpg" src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb9/superkeely/randomtuesday.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time again. I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.theunmom.com/"&gt;Keely &lt;/a&gt;for Random Tuesday Thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ever watch that show icarly. Every time I think about Random Tuesday I instantly go into that voice on that show when they say, "Random Dancing." ... "Random Tuesday..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;J has been going to the bathroom entirely too much today. He goes normally once a day. Since he's been sick he goes about 5 times a day. I'm tired of changing stinky diapers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The government takes WAY too long to get things done. Every time I check where something is I'm waiting on is it get, "It's processing..." WT? The person punches a bunch of information into the computer. The computer then generates if or if not. Why can't the processing be over then? What else is there to process?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to make a list for our trip this weekend. We leave Thursday night and return Sunday night. I love trips but I DESPISE packing for an infant/toddler. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once again, I hate laundry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My house will be spotless before I leave Thursday. Hubby will be home by himself, he's not coming. How much you wanna bet it won't be clean when I return?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woo hoo, I finished all my assignments in my classes like yesterday. Did I mention classes started yesterday? I refused to have homework when I'm going out of town.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been addicted to the Lifetime Movie Network for about a week now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need 5 volunteers. My house needs to be cleaned out. There is so much stuff. I need to have a garage sale. But you tell me when I'm suppose to have the time go through everything, label, store, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need a new wardrobe. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-7776757347192973727?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7776757347192973727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/randomtuesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7776757347192973727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7776757347192973727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/randomtuesday.html' title='.RandomTuesday.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-8519059738276057771</id><published>2010-08-30T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T15:14:58.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Dear Monday.</title><content type='html'>Hello Monday. Boy am I glad to see you. Friday was mean last week, it brought on a sick baby. So this Momma didn't get to do all she planned this weekend. We did get to enjoy the pool a little. Daddy took R in while Momma watch J on Saturday and Momma took R in while Daddy watched J on Sunday. J really love the water and he loves that pool but sick babies can't go in there. Not to mention I left my camera at Grandma's house on Friday so I captured no pictures =(. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sunny today. But J is still sick so no pool for him. Momma &amp;amp; R are going to enjoy some pool time after Daddy gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, this week is going to be busy. Your friend Thursday is approaching fast and I have to get things ready. We are going to South Carolina for the weekend to visit my dear Sister &amp;amp; family. 8+ hours in the car with me, my mom and the kiddos (no Dadda on this trip). Do I dare even explain to people when I say we leave at night, so much easier with the kids, they sleep the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Monday, do tell your friends to be nice this week and go back at a "decent" pace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-8519059738276057771?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8519059738276057771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/8519059738276057771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/8519059738276057771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-monday.html' title='.Dear Monday.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-5857214443455546893</id><published>2010-08-26T07:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T07:43:18.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Sleep doctor please. Oh &amp; Twitter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thursday, bring it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's see -- today it appears everything I need is 1 foot above my head. &lt;b&gt;AwEsOmEe&lt;/b&gt; considering I woke up and can't lift my left shoulder without a sharp pain. Then after about 2 inches I can't even get it up anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really need to get my J to sleep in his bed all night. &lt;/i&gt;He is brought to our bed around 2am. Which then puts me in some awkward position sleeping because him &amp;amp; Daddy are bed hogs.Thus I am dealing with my lazy shoulder today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why is it still raining? One of the many things I hate about Florida.&amp;nbsp;Here is day 5 with our pool and we spent day 1 in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions for J to stay in bed? I'm so tired. I wake up about 3 - 4 times a night. When we brought him home 10 1/2 months ago, he slept through the night. Until he got teeth. I miss that, really I do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is our routine:&lt;br /&gt;Bed at about 8:30pm. Around 11:00pm he stirs and sits. I usually can get him back to sleep by patting his back.&lt;i&gt; Sometimes&lt;/i&gt; I have to bring him to lay with me and he'll fall back asleep &amp;amp; I move him. Somewhere between 1-2:30am, we are up. He won't go back down unless I bring him to our bed &amp;amp; lay him down.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feed him, sometimes I don't.&amp;nbsp;Hmm...its about 4:30am. Let's stir &amp;amp; fuss for about 5-10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, all done. Back to sleep with Mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should really move him to his bed after he falls back asleep at these moments BUT I am so tired. Half the time I think I fall back asleep before him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do the whole cry it out thing. I can't and my husband would go CRAZY.&amp;nbsp;Not to mention R's room is right next to J's and it'd wake him up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need better discipline on myself.&amp;nbsp;One he falls back asleep I should move him in his crib. But is that the &lt;i&gt;only suggestions for me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;**Oh, on a side note. I connected with Twitter last night. It's new. I have no followers at the moment. Please follow so I can become addicted like everyone else. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-5857214443455546893?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5857214443455546893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleep-doctor-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5857214443455546893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5857214443455546893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleep-doctor-please.html' title='.Sleep doctor please. Oh &amp; Twitter.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-5483906905136395648</id><published>2010-08-25T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:53:35.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.WIWW.</title><content type='html'>I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.lindseycheney.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Pleated Poppy&lt;/a&gt; for What I Wore Wednesday. I didn't get pictures everyday this week :(. I just was running late constantly. Which disappointmend me because I wore a fab new dress on Sunday to church and some awesome capris &amp;amp; a new tank on another day that I didn't snap. But here's what I did (keep in mind I have yet to master taking pictures in the mirror:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THWdnXyC-kI/AAAAAAAAAh8/03LS-o6GXkI/s1600/DSCF2716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THWdnXyC-kI/AAAAAAAAAh8/03LS-o6GXkI/s400/DSCF2716.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thursday, a jewerly party at a friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shirt: America Eagle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Skirt: Old Navy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shoes: Walmart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THWdoKkKYtI/AAAAAAAAAiE/cKQisbXWg44/s1600/DSCF2760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THWdoKkKYtI/AAAAAAAAAiE/cKQisbXWg44/s400/DSCF2760.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday, shopping &amp;amp; lunch with the kiddos &amp;amp; my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shirt: Gap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shorts: O'neil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tank: TJMax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THWdpxqXrLI/AAAAAAAAAiM/9YTUjfTMltI/s1600/DSCF2772.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THWdpxqXrLI/AAAAAAAAAiM/9YTUjfTMltI/s400/DSCF2772.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday, movies with my hubba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tank: Old Navy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweater: Pretty Good &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Capri's (which are so comfy): I have no clue. Apparently I cut the tag out of these at some point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-5483906905136395648?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5483906905136395648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/wiww.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5483906905136395648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5483906905136395648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/wiww.html' title='.WIWW.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THWdnXyC-kI/AAAAAAAAAh8/03LS-o6GXkI/s72-c/DSCF2716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-7298556409327110440</id><published>2010-08-25T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T14:37:15.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THVir2kJ4VI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Dq8n02uQ_KU/s1600/Picture+153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THVir2kJ4VI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Dq8n02uQ_KU/s640/Picture+153.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Let me out of here..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-7298556409327110440?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7298556409327110440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7298556409327110440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7298556409327110440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday_25.html' title='.Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THVir2kJ4VI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Dq8n02uQ_KU/s72-c/Picture+153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-7774967235493772026</id><published>2010-08-24T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T20:54:24.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Gotta Love a Giveaway.</title><content type='html'>So there is this book I want to read that someone told me about and I just so happend to come across a give away for it =) Who doesn't love a good give a way. Honestly, I do not know, I have yet to win one :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.thismomsdelight.com/"&gt;This Moms Delight&lt;/a&gt; and sharing some love. Check our her give a way. She does a bunch of them =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-7774967235493772026?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7774967235493772026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/gotta-love-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7774967235493772026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7774967235493772026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/gotta-love-giveaway.html' title='.Gotta Love a Giveaway.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-3223638984516013745</id><published>2010-08-24T11:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T11:57:59.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Random Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THPhHOPZVAI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Elc3euTPEMk/s1600/randomtuesday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THPhHOPZVAI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Elc3euTPEMk/s320/randomtuesday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.theunmom.com/"&gt;Keely at The UnMom&lt;/a&gt; for Random Tuesday Thoughts. I'm in love with this and loving that I ran across her blog which is leading me to other blogs. Finally, other mothers out there that make me feel normal and not like some failure because I yell sometimes or because there are days I may put my children up for sale, or even better my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm still mad at the hungry caterpillar. He really upset me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why on earth would an insurance provider have you go through all the annoying never ending prompts and buttons to push just to say, &lt;i&gt;"Due to high call volume all representatives are busy. Please call back."&lt;/i&gt;. What the? I was willing to wait now I have to keep calling and going through those darn prompts? Shove it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to repaint the trim in this room. Seriously it's horrible. I hate painting and I can't rely on the hubby to do it, he's a HORRIBLE painter. One day, or perhaps I'll wait. We are hoping to buy a new house in about 1 1/2 years. Can I deal with the annoying chipped paint until then? Speaking of paint, my kitchen still has samples on the wall in the corner. I seriously need to buy the paint now and paint. Oh but I hate painting rooms with a crap load of trimming to be done. Not to mention I have all the available free time to paint with a 10 month old running around trying to break his head open on everything. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh no. He's over by the entertainment center, right in the corner by the wall and the center. He is either taking a nice smelly stink or trying to reach electrical cords.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate laundry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is there always something sticky in the far corner of my kitchen? I have no pets? The children don't go there. I mop &amp;amp; it's back the next day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brain is being fried by sprout.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holly oh my, what did that kid eat?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's raining. It has been all day. It rained yesterday after R got out of school and it's still raining. I really wanted to play in the pool today and yesterday too. Was looking forward to pool time after he got out of school as a reward for good day. Stupid rain. We've had the pool for 3 days and only got to enjoy it 1 day. Dumb rain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;J is playing peek-a-boo with the TV, LOVE IT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ring Ring. &lt;i&gt;"What's for dinner tonight babe?" "Hamburgers." "Oh." &lt;/i&gt;OH, OH? Don't call asking and then give me an OH because it's not what you want. You cook dinner if mine isn't pleasing you today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate cleaning toilets. Oh I pronounce it "Toe Lit." I'm a Floridan so I can mess up my words if I want.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ooo, hubby &amp;amp; I seen &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dinner with the Schmucks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; this past weekend. So stupid it was funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look Mommy, a gulf club. Now I shall hit you over the head with it mommy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aw, I love my husband. He calls just to say I love you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Random Tuesday could go on forever with my head. It jumps around randomly all day long. Happy Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-3223638984516013745?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3223638984516013745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/3223638984516013745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/3223638984516013745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-tuesday.html' title='.Random Tuesday.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THPhHOPZVAI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Elc3euTPEMk/s72-c/randomtuesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-6480355163333143796</id><published>2010-08-23T21:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:50:38.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Stupid Caterpillar.</title><content type='html'>I love that we have homework now. In kindergarten at my son's oh so small town school there was never homework, &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;. Me, a still college student (&lt;em&gt;until December woot woot), &lt;/em&gt;a substitute teacher and a &lt;em&gt;"I want to be a teacher,"&lt;/em&gt; self is overly excited about homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We became aware at open house that there would be 2 types of homework a week. The students would be expected to read two AR books and there would be one math assignment a week. And yes Momma is even more overly excited about the whole math assignment. That's an Accountant major for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THMh00wQ7OI/AAAAAAAAAgs/zh-DSNBx0xA/s1600/carle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THMh00wQ7OI/AAAAAAAAAgs/zh-DSNBx0xA/s320/carle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;However one of my favorite books for children turn into a dreaded I hate you book tonight. That stupid caterpillar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain. My son hates learning. It drives me &lt;em&gt;CRAZY&lt;/em&gt;. How can my child hate to learn? As much as I have forced education into his head? He hates it, despise. He is happy when he learns something but the whole getting to it does not do well. Then he reaches that I've had enough and am not trying anymore phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked a book a little too advanced for him. It is something he should be able to master within a few months but not now. He just finally started getting excited about reading the last few months of kindergarten. I think he choose this book as his AR for this week because he knew it. I read it a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP babbling!! To the point -- after bath time we sat on his bed to read. At first it went well. Then we reached, &lt;em&gt;"one ice-cream cone, one slice of swiss cheese, one slice of salami..."&lt;/em&gt; I think it started at, "swiss." He started not knowing the words right away and started to guess. OH HOW I HATE GUESSING!!! Don't guess, sound it out. Stop, rethink, start over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I only get this frustrated with my own kid, because I know he can do it he just gets lazy and doesn't want to try anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads to the fidgeting. The whining. The moaning. Then more guessing. AHHHHHHH the argument with the 6 year old starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should not argue with my 6 year old. I know we are suppose to work with them and have patients. I know it is not proper to yell or raise your voice. I know it is not okay to think, "Oh my I'm going to hit you in the head with the book." But seriously, reality, I hate perfect people and I am not one of them. When I catch myself raising my voice and just repeating myself over and over I stop, I walk away. I come back. Which is why I am purchasing the, &lt;em&gt;1-2-3 Magic, &lt;/em&gt;book. I know this method but I do not do the best at sticking to the rules so I shall purchase the book to give me that extra umph. Here I go, off topic AGAIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point tonight is this, I hate that caterpillar tonight. He is not my friend and I do not care if he is hungry. I do not care if he turned into a beautiful butterfly. That caterpillar, butterfly, whatever he is messed up my excited homework night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-6480355163333143796?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6480355163333143796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/stupid-caterpillar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6480355163333143796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6480355163333143796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/stupid-caterpillar.html' title='.Stupid Caterpillar.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THMh00wQ7OI/AAAAAAAAAgs/zh-DSNBx0xA/s72-c/carle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-6237194098669683717</id><published>2010-08-23T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T09:55:36.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.1st Grade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The day has come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;way too fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No&lt;/i&gt; it isn't true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;R is &lt;i&gt;NOT&lt;/i&gt; in 1st grade already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sniff....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THJ9W11edJI/AAAAAAAAAgk/rOFaj2Z3tq8/s1600/IMG00287.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THJ9W11edJI/AAAAAAAAAgk/rOFaj2Z3tq8/s400/IMG00287.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-6237194098669683717?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6237194098669683717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-grade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6237194098669683717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6237194098669683717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-grade.html' title='.1st Grade.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THJ9W11edJI/AAAAAAAAAgk/rOFaj2Z3tq8/s72-c/IMG00287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-6929644061279037907</id><published>2010-08-22T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:29:35.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.I wonder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was greeted with this at breakfast today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THHN45q_qhI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ntqBmSFqdiQ/s640/DSCF2774-1.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please note: he is NOT naked. But he is in his tighty whiteys (well blues).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Momma didn't feel comfortable letting all that hang out.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had one of those, "Who's kid is this?" moments here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is always coming out in some contraption.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think he was Sonic, or Mario, or Pokeman here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh a child's imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All while the other one unfolded some towels I just folded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THHN7EKiOgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/k0cmOyrQdLE/s1600/DSCF2764-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THHN7EKiOgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/k0cmOyrQdLE/s400/DSCF2764-1.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Sunday Momma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On another note. My R starts 1st grade tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where did my babies go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-6929644061279037907?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6929644061279037907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6929644061279037907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6929644061279037907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wonder.html' title='.I wonder.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/THHN45q_qhI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ntqBmSFqdiQ/s72-c/DSCF2774-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-6977376597007944667</id><published>2010-08-20T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T09:30:16.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Happy Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whew, what a week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is my last Friday with my R before 1st grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We will be going shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In his words, &lt;i&gt;"I don't like shopping with you Mommy. You take too long."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But he shall enjoy today. We are going to get one of those nice above ground pools you can buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, in August. I live in Florida, it'll be used until like November.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With that,&amp;nbsp; I hope everyone has a great weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here is what I found this morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TG5_jcH1cBI/AAAAAAAAAgM/VScqigmZ3VM/s640/Picture+147.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Want one Mommy?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-6977376597007944667?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6977376597007944667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6977376597007944667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6977376597007944667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-friday.html' title='.Happy Friday.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TG5_jcH1cBI/AAAAAAAAAgM/VScqigmZ3VM/s72-c/Picture+147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-2774786690741815893</id><published>2010-08-18T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:03:26.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Wordless Wednesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week was hectic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So is this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So no What I Wore because in the mess of everything I forgot to snap pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here is a Wordless Wednesday for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGv2CPzl9VI/AAAAAAAAAgI/RHHSMpL3za0/s1600/7728_103849542962378_100000119985290_106110_6543829_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGv2CPzl9VI/AAAAAAAAAgI/RHHSMpL3za0/s400/7728_103849542962378_100000119985290_106110_6543829_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When J was born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-2774786690741815893?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2774786690741815893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/2774786690741815893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/2774786690741815893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday_18.html' title='.Wordless Wednesday.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGv2CPzl9VI/AAAAAAAAAgI/RHHSMpL3za0/s72-c/7728_103849542962378_100000119985290_106110_6543829_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-1149383334281832602</id><published>2010-08-17T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T14:19:19.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.SummerTime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Happy Tuesday Everyone~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are just enjoying our last week of summer vacation here :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGrRPlwCWoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/n9ee0qxThJU/s1600/IMG00280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGrRPlwCWoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/n9ee0qxThJU/s400/IMG00280.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;R enjoying his last few days to sleep in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGrRsQU4bXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/I0gtIlhQGXs/s1600/Picture+140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGrRsQU4bXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/I0gtIlhQGXs/s400/Picture+140.jpg" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J was up bright and early playing in his box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just to make you smile a little shot of my J's happy attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGrSavOYsGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Ydb3Q-Mh--k/s1600/Picture+143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGrSavOYsGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Ydb3Q-Mh--k/s400/Picture+143.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-1149383334281832602?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1149383334281832602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/summertime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1149383334281832602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1149383334281832602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/summertime.html' title='.SummerTime.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGrRPlwCWoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/n9ee0qxThJU/s72-c/IMG00280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-4051535298837037435</id><published>2010-08-15T23:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:12:00.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.10 months.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 Months Old {08/13/10}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I should have posted this Friday ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGiqWxmL5_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/iulfd_nuNag/s1600/baf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGiqWxmL5_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/iulfd_nuNag/s320/baf.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dear baby J. You've grown so much. Over the past 10 months you amaze me more &amp;amp; more each day. You are so smart and cute. It makes momma both sad &amp;amp; happy that in just 2 months you will be a year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There has been a lot going on here lately. You are WALKING. Your first real step was on 08/07/10. Momma came to pick you up from Grannies after her &amp;amp; Dadda fished all day and you took 3 steps right to me. You have no fear. You are straight walking a week later. You didn't go through the afraid to let go stage at all. Momma's hands are going to be full now. We've had to barricade the houses. We put a gate up but had to take it down, R couldn't get over it and Momma got tired of lifting him (swinging gates are on the shopping list this week). You got mad about the barricades. You like to go in the kitchen to open &amp;amp; slam the doors shut. Not to mention you love the fridge magnets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGiqy4Y6XkI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1cklTiLl2CE/s1600/Picture+124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGiqy4Y6XkI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1cklTiLl2CE/s320/Picture+124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You've been introduced to a lot of new foods this month. You are a PIGGY. You love chicken. You ate 5 chicken nuggets the other day (your big brother only eats 3-4). You can hold your own ice cream cone (obviously the baby size) and you LOVE doing that. You are still big on yogurt and french fries. You also now love pancakes, blueberries, cantaloupe and strawberries. You are still in love with Cheetos too. You tried scallops for the first time and yelled at Dadda because he wasn't giving you more fast enough. You eat everything &amp;amp; I hope it sticks, your big brother is SO picky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGirDEB2xcI/AAAAAAAAAfY/t65m_qlp-zU/s1600/Picture+116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGirDEB2xcI/AAAAAAAAAfY/t65m_qlp-zU/s320/Picture+116.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few things you like to do now a days are wave, say hello &amp;amp; bye bye. You bite and don't like the mean, "no," Momma says. You are still all about books, your favorite is, &lt;i&gt;Would you rather be a bullfrog?&lt;/i&gt;. You are starting to jump all by yourself, without me holding you. You are a smart boy, hiding things doesn't work anymore. You know I put it behind me. You master blowing bubbles in the tub and do it ALL the time, until you swallow water that is. You carry a tooth brush in your mouth a lot. I don't know why but you love that thing and smile when I do actually brush your teeth. You rush to the bathroom when anyone goes in there. You want to get in the toilet but it is not allowed. You LoVe to unfold my clean clothes. You also are starting to enjoy the park trips you make, mainly because you can finally play some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just recently you've learned how to do that high pitched scream when you want something. You entertained people in the restaurant with it the other night (I think you annoyed them more but they can deal with it).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are absolutely in love with the fact that you are able to play with R more and more each day. The fact that you now try to walk after him thrills you. You try to tackle him now too. And you do his dreaded fear, you try to throw his DS down when he is playing because he is NOT playing with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You don't care for people you don't know well. If someone tries to hold you and it's not someone you know well you throw your hands in a fit and say, "My Mom My Mom." I love it ;) We haven't got a Dadda yet, you are trying. We hear "YadYad". You do say Bub Bub (your attempt at Bubby), hello, hi, bye, momma, my mom, ball and I think you are trying to get out toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You have 6 teeth now but I believe we have started to work on more. You were 20 lbs about 2 weeks ago. You are growing up fast, sometimes too fast for Momma but I love watching you grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-4051535298837037435?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4051535298837037435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4051535298837037435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4051535298837037435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-months.html' title='.10 months.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGiqWxmL5_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/iulfd_nuNag/s72-c/baf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-8277955541081256327</id><published>2010-08-13T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:27:16.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.To the Moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Y&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ou know you love those days when there are cheerios in random corners of your house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;alf eaten chicken nugget under the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;poiled juice in a long lost sippy cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;low out diaper you discovered while playing horsey on your leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ap time happened 2x's... but for only 10 minutes at both times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;C&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;lothes piled up to the ceiling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;shall not even look in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Y&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ea, I had one of &lt;i&gt;{THOSE} &lt;/i&gt;days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hen I win the lottery days like today will end in a sudden trip to the MooN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-8277955541081256327?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8277955541081256327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/8277955541081256327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/8277955541081256327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-moon.html' title='.To the Moon.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-1924661574797414911</id><published>2010-08-12T00:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:00:01.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Before&amp;After.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHkRGXyk4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OECKDRC-DLY/s1600/Picture+108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHkRGXyk4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OECKDRC-DLY/s400/Picture+108.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHzFNcAsWI/AAAAAAAAAb4/KfNkxthgfe0/s1600/BOYS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHzFNcAsWI/AAAAAAAAAb4/KfNkxthgfe0/s400/BOYS.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shot with my Finepix and edited with Lightroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Check out &lt;a href="http://www.pixelperfectblog.com/"&gt;Pixel Perfect&lt;/a&gt; for more before &amp;amp; afters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-1924661574797414911?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1924661574797414911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/before.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1924661574797414911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1924661574797414911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/before.html' title='.Before&amp;After.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHkRGXyk4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OECKDRC-DLY/s72-c/Picture+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-5583375106420760899</id><published>2010-08-11T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T11:40:59.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.What I Wore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm joining Lindsey at &lt;a href="http://lindseycheney.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Pleated Poppy&lt;/a&gt; with What I Wore Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never get dressed anymore unless I have to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hair is always up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I never wear jewelry anymore. &lt;br /&gt;So I'm hoping particpating in this will get me back in the gear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Else wise in a year'ish when I go back to work I'll be screwed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, don't mind the pictures. I haven't mastered taking pictures in mirrors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGLCyV9k4fI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/JIu1I7ZzoSs/s1600/Picture+136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGLCyV9k4fI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/JIu1I7ZzoSs/s400/Picture+136.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dress: TJ Max I think? MaxRave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tank: JcPenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGLCz-hJM0I/AAAAAAAAAcY/uMzFnjSiocI/s1600/Picture+137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGLCz-hJM0I/AAAAAAAAAcY/uMzFnjSiocI/s400/Picture+137.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Navy Tank: Old Navy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shorts: ?? I'll get back to you. They are in the washer as we speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGLC2APOebI/AAAAAAAAAcg/u2xcxDWfHkA/s1600/Picture+138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGLC2APOebI/AAAAAAAAAcg/u2xcxDWfHkA/s400/Picture+138.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shirt: American Dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shorts: Decree/JcPenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tank: Bealls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Necklace &amp;amp; Earrings: Kohls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can you tell I live in Florida?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-5583375106420760899?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5583375106420760899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-i-wore.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5583375106420760899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5583375106420760899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-i-wore.html' title='.What I Wore.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGLCyV9k4fI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/JIu1I7ZzoSs/s72-c/Picture+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-2012346734626634260</id><published>2010-08-11T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T09:00:55.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Wordless Wednesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGKeWd0_rPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/i6UlnKhagdE/s1600/31227_130123823668283_100000119985290_363280_1143612_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGKeWd0_rPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/i6UlnKhagdE/s400/31227_130123823668283_100000119985290_363280_1143612_n.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGKerhuIzZI/AAAAAAAAAcI/DAayi37OvWU/s1600/31227_130123827001616_100000119985290_363281_588237_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGKerhuIzZI/AAAAAAAAAcI/DAayi37OvWU/s400/31227_130123827001616_100000119985290_363281_588237_n.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Don't mine these pictures. They are completely unedited, just no time this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-2012346734626634260?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2012346734626634260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/2012346734626634260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/2012346734626634260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='.Wordless Wednesday.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGKeWd0_rPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/i6UlnKhagdE/s72-c/31227_130123823668283_100000119985290_363280_1143612_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-1510280110751745708</id><published>2010-08-10T19:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:16:47.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Look out world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please enjoy this small (short) film of my J walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, &lt;i&gt;walking.&lt;/i&gt; He took his first steps on 08/07/10.&lt;br /&gt;Just 6 days before he hit 10 month.&lt;br /&gt;He thinks he is a pro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's letting go &amp;amp; going going going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His brother took 3 weeks after his first step to start moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not little J (&lt;i&gt;or big J)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please excuse the quality,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was shot with my Blackberry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-40d3b32e2589e98" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/look-out-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1510280110751745708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1510280110751745708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/look-out-world.html' title='.Look out world.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-9204717383378686358</id><published>2010-08-10T19:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T19:40:15.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Playtime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody's gone surfin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHgkJ6eVsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/NdPH0Qt10bA/s1600/Picture+096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHgkJ6eVsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/NdPH0Qt10bA/s400/Picture+096.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surfin USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHgSMsW0hI/AAAAAAAAAao/LeVG0uaUJfg/s1600/Picture+095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHgSMsW0hI/AAAAAAAAAao/LeVG0uaUJfg/s400/Picture+095.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TGHgkJ6eVsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/NdPH0Qt10bA/s72-c/Picture+096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-8781588893144495300</id><published>2010-08-06T11:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:03:06.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Relief.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this was/is my first summer not working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me just say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whew&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm tired. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so excited for this summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was R's first year EVER with Momma home during summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, ever, since he was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had so much planned, and we did a lot.&lt;br /&gt;But man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm so ready for school to start.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm ready for life to get back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ready for early bed times again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ready for helping R with homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ready to join the PTO for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm ready to do some subbing and get in the classroom myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm ready for Momma's school to start up again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;my BA is done in DECEMBER &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ohhh yea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You know what I'm reeeealy ready for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;N-A-P-T-I-M-E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Since R has been home during summer Momma doesn't take a nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;J does. But R doesn't do naps anymore so Momma is up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And since J doesn't sleep through the night since he's been teething,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;~Momma's Tired~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh naptime, I love thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooo I'm ready to shop with *one* child in tow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't been to one thrift store all summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are just so crammed and monitoring a 6 yr old,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;along with a 9 month old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't think so.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to miss R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And J is used to him being here too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But man, school, I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;August 23rd - I'll see you soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-8781588893144495300?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8781588893144495300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/relief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/8781588893144495300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/8781588893144495300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/relief.html' title='.Relief.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-6288626655318870104</id><published>2010-08-05T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T13:58:26.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Rut Momma.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being a SAHM I've hit a rut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I'm in my pj's everyday unless I have to go somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then as soon as I walk back in the door it's back to pj's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least my pj's are usually a ripped tank &amp;amp; cute cotton shorts ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But seriously? My hair is up everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I barely do it for church anymore either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My toes are always chipped or nothing on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't do nails anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But with a baby that's pointless anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wear the same jewelry everyday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My wedding bands, my diamond earnings &amp;amp; another ring from the hubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to coordinate with my clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I've decided to join &lt;a href="http://lindseycheney.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Pleated Poppy&lt;/a&gt; in What I Wore Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe this will make me get into real clothing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or at least make me do it a few days of the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to start my snapshots this weekend and go from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note: Good time to start.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend is coming to town and we are doing stuff =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-6288626655318870104?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6288626655318870104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/rut-momma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6288626655318870104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/6288626655318870104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/rut-momma.html' title='.Rut Momma.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-1942298834552132596</id><published>2010-08-04T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:22:00.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Ooo a Birthday Toy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a few months ago I was celebrating the 6th birthday with R.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is getting so big. It made me sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I must come to realize another sad moment is coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J will be turning 1 in October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where did the babies go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They grow way too fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As birthdays approach I think way ahead of time about presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my first son I think we bought everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you can tell.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's still adjusting to the fact that he can't get all the toys he wants like he did when I worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we are very debatable on what to get J.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't want to overdue it and get something he'll play with for a day, or a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't want to go too big boy like we do sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Granny is buying him a Powerwheels 4 wheeler already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have come to a conclusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are more aware of trying to introduce educational objects with J then we where with R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think you always do some thing different with #2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You learn from mistakes or should I say "New Parent Syndrome"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have reached a conclusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J will be getting:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFofyH9y7II/AAAAAAAAAZU/9pMHS8GtVcA/s1600/cube.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFofyH9y7II/AAAAAAAAAZU/9pMHS8GtVcA/s400/cube.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm so excited.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J's doctor has a table like this and he LOVES it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even R plays with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However I was disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once the final decision was made I went online to order...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it's out of stock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And ebay/amazon price is higher than the store so that's out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now, I must wait....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-1942298834552132596?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1942298834552132596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/ooo-birthday-toy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1942298834552132596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1942298834552132596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/ooo-birthday-toy.html' title='.Ooo a Birthday Toy.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFofyH9y7II/AAAAAAAAAZU/9pMHS8GtVcA/s72-c/cube.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-7052374859442555589</id><published>2010-08-03T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T13:07:59.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Summer Recap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part about summer is the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part about summer where I live is it's everywhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some family down this past week so we decided to go to the beach, that beach and oh yeah, the other beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFdajPvdrpI/AAAAAAAAAYE/q43-AnVUrEU/s1600/Picture+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFdajPvdrpI/AAAAAAAAAYE/q43-AnVUrEU/s320/Picture+065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J loves the water and the sand. He can't get enough of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFdaaC0wW2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/bCknEOxiH6k/s1600/Picture+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFdaaC0wW2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/bCknEOxiH6k/s320/Picture+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He even loves the taste.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFdafC_i5rI/AAAAAAAAAX8/s3UNmwqWBNk/s1600/Picture+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFdafC_i5rI/AAAAAAAAAX8/s3UNmwqWBNk/s320/Picture+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;R is a fan too but he refuses to take floats off. He fell overboard on a boat once so in his own time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFdaqQGKoEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/4uJtvTAVyt0/s1600/Picture+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFdaqQGKoEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/4uJtvTAVyt0/s320/Picture+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But he still loves the beach, here with his cousin C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFda6l7LknI/AAAAAAAAAYc/2RO-UCgYF50/s1600/Picture+074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFda6l7LknI/AAAAAAAAAYc/2RO-UCgYF50/s320/Picture+074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet my niece N. She likes sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFhMFcFiqSI/AAAAAAAAAY8/86AsxydVPJQ/s1600/Picture+080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFhMFcFiqSI/AAAAAAAAAY8/86AsxydVPJQ/s320/Picture+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We finally put this back together. He was too young for it when we got it.&lt;br /&gt;He LOVES it and should be walking in no time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFhMRqcwcsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ON2LwjkLcEc/s1600/Picture+084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFhMRqcwcsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ON2LwjkLcEc/s320/Picture+084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meet the new Captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFhMAFthZAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/MMtJtoVUuiw/s1600/Picture+073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFhMAFthZAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/MMtJtoVUuiw/s320/Picture+073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's ObSeSsEd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-7052374859442555589?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7052374859442555589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7052374859442555589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7052374859442555589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-recap.html' title='.Summer Recap.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFdajPvdrpI/AAAAAAAAAYE/q43-AnVUrEU/s72-c/Picture+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-1896505273957211364</id><published>2010-08-02T09:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:56:57.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Time flies when you're having fun!.</title><content type='html'>Whew, what a week!! Sorry for my neglect of posting but I just couldn't find the time. My sister &amp;amp; her kiddos came down for a visit last week. We spent a few days doing birthday parties and pretty much every day at the beach, on the water, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sneak peak at our adventures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFbN8l8--4I/AAAAAAAAAXs/abDcy2irxeg/s1600/Picture+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFbN8l8--4I/AAAAAAAAAXs/abDcy2irxeg/s400/Picture+070.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-1896505273957211364?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1896505273957211364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-flies-when-youre-having-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1896505273957211364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/1896505273957211364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-flies-when-youre-having-fun.html' title='.Time flies when you&apos;re having fun!.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TFbN8l8--4I/AAAAAAAAAXs/abDcy2irxeg/s72-c/Picture+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-7086262865152409333</id><published>2010-07-23T08:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T08:31:17.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.A man you are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Son, you are a man now."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEmKZrAF75I/AAAAAAAAAXc/PHO8v_Lp4aI/s1600/IMG00244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEmKZrAF75I/AAAAAAAAAXc/PHO8v_Lp4aI/s400/IMG00244.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The words of my husband after successfully swinging from the rope swing while holding on to my son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was, after a few moments of hearing him tell my son while in the tree,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"It's fine. Don't wine. You only go under for a second."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then a sudden jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEmLPddsBNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/A4Cs5WU9STw/s1600/IMG00241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEmLPddsBNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/A4Cs5WU9STw/s400/IMG00241.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, look who is finally feeling better?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a nasty 7 day bug that I found out on day 6 was going around at our church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Please excuse these pictures. They where taken from my phone. I tried to clean them up the best I could.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-7086262865152409333?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7086262865152409333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/man-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7086262865152409333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7086262865152409333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/man-you-are.html' title='.A man you are.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEmKZrAF75I/AAAAAAAAAXc/PHO8v_Lp4aI/s72-c/IMG00244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-745372049445099302</id><published>2010-07-22T11:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T13:35:01.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Before &amp; After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEiBPvr2K0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qeDWYyaz904/s1600/bfaf.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEiBPvr2K0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qeDWYyaz904/s320/bfaf.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I decided to go through some old photos to find my Before &amp;amp; After for this week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a photo from the local dock where I live. I took it about 4 years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SOOC:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEhoM4IbjvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/yPbygHF3P6w/s1600/Picture+125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEhoM4IbjvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/yPbygHF3P6w/s400/Picture+125.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEhqLpSAUXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ZWz1nZUq8mE/s1600/beaech.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEhqLpSAUXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ZWz1nZUq8mE/s400/beaech.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I honestly am not sure what I took it with. Probably my $70 Kodak I had back then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I edited it with Lightroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-745372049445099302?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/745372049445099302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/before-after_22.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/745372049445099302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/745372049445099302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/before-after_22.html' title='Before &amp; After'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEiBPvr2K0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qeDWYyaz904/s72-c/bfaf.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-12715975099762509</id><published>2010-07-21T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T15:23:37.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Day 6 of the sickness.</title><content type='html'>Day 6:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still sick :(.&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt; Sometimes I wonder if doctors have any clue what they are doing?&lt;/i&gt; My husband and I have become frustrated now. 6 days of a 9 month old running fevers between 100-103 degrees is not normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are on no meds watch. The doctor said give him no meds today (except his anti). If his fever doesn't break on it's own at some point by tomorrow we are to come back in. Maybe we'll get some test done or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a sick infant is horrible. &lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;Having a sick infant that is acting sick is worse.&lt;/i&gt; I've been through my share of kids getting sick. My other son caught everything. I mean EVERYTHING possible. But despite that when an infant is sick they don't really act sick. They play, etc. For 2 days now he's been sleeping a good portion of the day, all red blotched and fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma can't take seeing her little man like this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-12715975099762509?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/12715975099762509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-6-of-sickness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/12715975099762509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/12715975099762509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-6-of-sickness.html' title='.Day 6 of the sickness.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-4148710615524219639</id><published>2010-07-20T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:04:34.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy LunchBoxes (Hey a Giveaway)</title><content type='html'>Being in a house with nothing but boys I'm always trying to make things simpler and more organized. Having a husband that has no organization skills what so ever makes it harder. A 6 year old trying to follow in his foot steps, not so much victory here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate packing lunches. There is never enough room nor is there a way to keep things fresh and separate. I've tried the whole buying Tupperware but it never fits or if it does one does leaving me trying to shove the remaining objects in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But introducing the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;Easy Lunch Boxes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXjSbqdlYI/AAAAAAAAAWU/JHfYbdsZXM8/s1600/ourset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXjSbqdlYI/AAAAAAAAAWU/JHfYbdsZXM8/s320/ourset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All three of these baby's fit in there :) I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Check out Kelly @&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://kpolizzi.blogspot.com/2010/07/lunch-box-giveaway.html"&gt;Crouching Mother, Hidden Toddler&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;for a Giveaway with these bad boys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXkkZ7woiI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PFhjEgsK5Vw/s1600/pizza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXkkZ7woiI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PFhjEgsK5Vw/s200/pizza.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXkFxeVq7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/LJDd9xNoVSU/s1600/one2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXkFxeVq7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/LJDd9xNoVSU/s200/one2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXjxT-ugwI/AAAAAAAAAWc/l_8u4rLdklM/s1600/picnic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXjxT-ugwI/AAAAAAAAAWc/l_8u4rLdklM/s200/picnic.jpg" width="200" /&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/6758541950922960832-4148710615524219639?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4148710615524219639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/easy-lunchboxes-hey-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4148710615524219639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4148710615524219639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/easy-lunchboxes-hey-giveaway.html' title='Easy LunchBoxes (Hey a Giveaway)'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXjSbqdlYI/AAAAAAAAAWU/JHfYbdsZXM8/s72-c/ourset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-2708450089884119344</id><published>2010-07-20T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T13:33:47.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Housewife Bootcamp Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay so my plans didn't go too well  with my first boot camp. But I&amp;nbsp; do have an excusable excuse. As you can  see if you have read my blog we've had a sick home. My littlest one and I  have both been sick for getting close to a week now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went to the doctors yesterday and  finally got some meds. He isn't doing any different but hoping after  another day he will. Poor little man has not had a temperature below 100°  since Thursday of last week. Mommy thankfully stopped running  temperatures Saturday &amp;amp; IS starting to feel better. But I'd rather  be down and him be up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;On with the show....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BDS_bmXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nCsj_rrjXtg/s1600/closet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BDS_bmXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nCsj_rrjXtg/s200/closet.jpg" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Well my son's closet still looks like this. I didn't even get to touch  this. I'm dreading this. His closet is the worse area for me. Not to  mention that I have a whole bunch of new clothes to hang that we bought  for this coming school year. And I'm dreading the toys. He plays with  pretty much non of them but as soon as I get rid of them he ask for  them, and now I have another that I must save some for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXcUM8BR2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/x9sNbGCjGgs/s1600/32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEXcUM8BR2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/x9sNbGCjGgs/s200/32.jpg" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BHJF2w6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/id2_EL3pKd0/s1600/hALL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BHJF2w6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/id2_EL3pKd0/s200/hALL.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. My bookshelf at least got touched. However it is not completed. I at least got to tidy it up and throw away a lot of the clutter. I need to still sort through books, get rid of some and make it a little bit more about my kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BKd7N8OI/AAAAAAAAAUc/EFJhqXentKg/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BKd7N8OI/AAAAAAAAAUc/EFJhqXentKg/s200/kitchen.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nothing here either. I did however buy the stuff I need to get this organized and cleaned out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strike&gt;Mop my  kitchen &amp;amp; bath.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strike&gt;DONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Finish the remaining laundry. I did get the bedsheets washed (2x due to a throwing up infant). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Visit&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://22yroldhousewife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren @ That 22 yr old    Housewife&lt;/a&gt; to find out more information about Housewife Boot Camp.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-2708450089884119344?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2708450089884119344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/housewife-bootcamp-week-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/2708450089884119344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/2708450089884119344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/housewife-bootcamp-week-2.html' title='Housewife Bootcamp Week 2'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BDS_bmXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nCsj_rrjXtg/s72-c/closet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-4804709714885156499</id><published>2010-07-18T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T13:42:26.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Sick bug go away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a recap of my house for the now heading to 4 days:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My littlest one and I have both been sick. Fevers, cough, stuffy nose, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seems like as soon as you hit 3 hours after taking meds the fever is back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEM7g5YZb4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/iHcYQxOse3w/s400/Picture+037.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The big one, bored because we are not doing anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Mommy, just take some medicine and get better. Tell your brain to make you better."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEM7oer03qI/AAAAAAAAAVs/95w3A-a5cCo/s1600/Picture+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEM7oer03qI/AAAAAAAAAVs/95w3A-a5cCo/s320/Picture+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But still enough energy to play with our favorite toy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEM7vZdqr4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/jGjn1hjmGzQ/s1600/Picture+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEM7vZdqr4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/jGjn1hjmGzQ/s320/Picture+033.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note: I hate this toy. It's a piece to Candy Lane and I'm paranoid he is  going to swallow it. So he is allowed to have it under close  observation. Yes, he cries and cries when you take it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-4804709714885156499?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4804709714885156499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/sick-bug-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4804709714885156499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4804709714885156499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/sick-bug-go-away.html' title='.Sick bug go away.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TEM7g5YZb4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/iHcYQxOse3w/s72-c/Picture+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-4007144118929727361</id><published>2010-07-17T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T08:03:11.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Momma broke the rulls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When my children are sick I take care of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When my husband is sick I take care of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Momma is not allowed to get sick.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Momma get sicks who takes care of her?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The house get's a little messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Momma is not allowed to get sick.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially at the same time as the wee little ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please excuse me.... Momma broke the rules. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-4007144118929727361?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4007144118929727361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/momma-broke-rulls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4007144118929727361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4007144118929727361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/momma-broke-rulls.html' title='.Momma broke the rulls.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-6904254992122282097</id><published>2010-07-15T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:13:09.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Before &amp; After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD8lIjUPhiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-iy00i-5xDY/s1600/bfaf.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD8lIjUPhiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-iy00i-5xDY/s320/bfaf.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SOOC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD8lFzVXA3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/FfMwSTskEfQ/s1600/deck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD8lFzVXA3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/FfMwSTskEfQ/s400/deck.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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After'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD8lIjUPhiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-iy00i-5xDY/s72-c/bfaf.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-7100325427203584010</id><published>2010-07-14T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:31:18.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Housewife Boot Camp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So I came across this Housewife Boot Camp in my blog browsing today (which I've done way too much of since creating a new blog but hey, it's a start up). I love it, props to &lt;a href="http://22yroldhousewife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren @ That 22 yr old  Housewife&lt;/a&gt; for creating this. A much needed pusher for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g103/ARV2LC/housewifebootcamp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g103/ARV2LC/housewifebootcamp.jpg" width="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like I have days where nothing gets done but yet I'm so tired. My day consist of laundry, dishes, cooking, dishes, laundry, showers, feedings, toys, etc. I have all these things for the house that I want to do and never get to. Perhaps if I share my "to do," list with everyone else it'll encourage me to do something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here is my to do for this week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Tackle my son's closet. Good gosh it's horrible. I need to go through clothing &amp;amp; toys &amp;amp; give away a bunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BDS_bmXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nCsj_rrjXtg/s1600/closet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BDS_bmXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nCsj_rrjXtg/s320/closet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Organize &amp;amp; clean out our hall bookshelf. I need to go through my books &amp;amp; get rid of some so I can invest in some puzzles for little man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BHJF2w6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/id2_EL3pKd0/s1600/hALL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BHJF2w6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/id2_EL3pKd0/s320/hALL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Clean out &amp;amp; organize under my sink in the kitchen. I think my husband just randomly shoves stuff in there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BKd7N8OI/AAAAAAAAAUc/EFJhqXentKg/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BKd7N8OI/AAAAAAAAAUc/EFJhqXentKg/s320/kitchen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Mop my kitchen &amp;amp; bath.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Finish ALL the laundry in the house (including bedspreads).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-7100325427203584010?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7100325427203584010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/housewife-boot-camp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7100325427203584010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/7100325427203584010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/housewife-boot-camp.html' title='.Housewife Boot Camp.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD4BDS_bmXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nCsj_rrjXtg/s72-c/closet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-5231622551337201828</id><published>2010-07-14T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T08:58:00.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.WordlessWednesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD20JFlszJI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DFUxKXJiyDw/s1600/w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD20JFlszJI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DFUxKXJiyDw/s400/w.jpg" width="307" /&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/6758541950922960832-5231622551337201828?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5231622551337201828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/wordlesswednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5231622551337201828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/5231622551337201828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/wordlesswednesday.html' title='.WordlessWednesday.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD20JFlszJI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DFUxKXJiyDw/s72-c/w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-4421869873519045353</id><published>2010-07-13T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:08:23.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.9 Months Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today my little man is 9 months old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On October 13, 2009 he graced us with his presence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated by spending the day playing &amp;amp; having fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then for dinner we had one of his favorite foods, Pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD0Zixhq9xI/AAAAAAAAAT8/WUTv5_KMU2c/s1600/9m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD0Zixhq9xI/AAAAAAAAAT8/WUTv5_KMU2c/s400/9m.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are weighing in around 20lbs now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You still hate the bottle. We are up to 2-3 a day and hoping to get more soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You love food. You must eat everything. You must try it all &amp;amp; do it yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You love, love, LOVE the water. You loved your swim lessons last month &amp;amp; I think your missing the everyday access to the water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You walk holding on to things. You may walk before your brother did because you're already trying to reach too far away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You still fall asleep on mommy every night. I'm fine with that. If there is no fighting involved me putting you to sleep is fine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your bed time is still around 8:30. But you don't sleep through the night anymore. Every since you have been teething that's been out. You wake up around 2am and move into Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy's bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You now have 6 teeth. Your brother didn't even have one yet at your age.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are in a "Daddy" phase. You get so excited when he gets home and get mad if he leaves the room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are obsessed with the "outside world." And you love when Daddy takes you for a ride on the mule &lt;i&gt;{Note: It's simliar to a Gulf Cart. Not an actual Mule}. &lt;/i&gt;You start kicking your feet when we mention it and get mad if we go outside without going on a ride.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You love to swing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You like to bug your brother, always going after his toys. He hates it, I love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are still in love with balls or anything that looks like balls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your favorite song at the moment is the one with the cow jumping over the moon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our family is complete with you in our  lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-4421869873519045353?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4421869873519045353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/9-months-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4421869873519045353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/4421869873519045353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/9-months-today.html' title='.9 Months Today.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TD0Zixhq9xI/AAAAAAAAAT8/WUTv5_KMU2c/s72-c/9m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758541950922960832.post-971264292695577733</id><published>2010-07-13T18:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T18:45:41.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.Those days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TDzrktE6QfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6U591-26clQ/s1600/us.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TDzrktE6QfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6U591-26clQ/s400/us.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are days when I truly know I'm out numbered. I start crying out in my head wishing I had a woman around. One of those days where I call Daddy at work and say, "Mommy is going to go do something when you get home. What I don't know but something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have those days where I don't care that I'm out numbered. Days we are riding down a trail on our mule, days it's raining and there some mud puddles around. That is after I do much convincing to my 6 year old that it's okay to get dirty and playing outside in dirt is okay {I have no clue where he go those anti dirty, play in the mud, jump in the dirt, roll in some leaves thing from}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my days. Where I see those pretty dresses and bows that I wish one day I could buy those {and maybe one day in a few years I will}. Where I wish I could paint someone else toes {other than my husbands because he makes me immediately take it off when I'm all done}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have days where I'm thankfully I don't have a little me with my attitude running around. Whew... girls can be some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change this for the world. It's just me and the boys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758541950922960832-971264292695577733?l=mentheboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/feeds/971264292695577733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/those-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/971264292695577733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758541950922960832/posts/default/971264292695577733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mentheboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/those-days.html' title='.Those days.'/><author><name>Living By Faith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TRlH_laTGyI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yN4XDgFp3AI/S220/IMAG0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ihVPm1IIlMk/TDzrktE6QfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6U591-26clQ/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
