<?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-2406113402797421465</id><updated>2011-12-20T11:44:19.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Crazy Girls</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1710410986063287354</id><published>2011-12-20T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T11:44:19.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa-Phobia</title><content type='html'>The Santa picture is not happening again this year....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MMz-rWfEUdU/Tu9hGOAlyyI/AAAAAAAAEJY/JWsqgRArpKE/s1600/IMG_20111217_130200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MMz-rWfEUdU/Tu9hGOAlyyI/AAAAAAAAEJY/JWsqgRArpKE/s320/IMG_20111217_130200.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to do the convincing....I even offered to sit with them. &amp;nbsp;Taylor even offered to hold her hand *gasp*!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDKS1-p8jDw/Tu9hGpcBWjI/AAAAAAAAEJg/YvlozTXL6Rk/s1600/IMG_20111217_130244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDKS1-p8jDw/Tu9hGpcBWjI/AAAAAAAAEJg/YvlozTXL6Rk/s320/IMG_20111217_130244.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She may as well have been covered in double-stick tape; she was not letting go. &amp;nbsp;And wouldn't even smile at the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1710410986063287354?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1710410986063287354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1710410986063287354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1710410986063287354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1710410986063287354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/12/santa-phobia.html' title='Santa-Phobia'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MMz-rWfEUdU/Tu9hGOAlyyI/AAAAAAAAEJY/JWsqgRArpKE/s72-c/IMG_20111217_130200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-410882777579568972</id><published>2011-12-16T12:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:06:27.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not our Christmas Card</title><content type='html'>You'll have to wait until the 23rd-ish of December to see the real card. &amp;nbsp;And if you think you aren't getting one and want one, send me your darn address!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J1SmV24WV5c/TuuIjXQ60LI/AAAAAAAAEIk/s77B6vK3JIc/s1600/DSCN0877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J1SmV24WV5c/TuuIjXQ60LI/AAAAAAAAEIk/s77B6vK3JIc/s320/DSCN0877.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-410882777579568972?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/410882777579568972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=410882777579568972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/410882777579568972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/410882777579568972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-our-christmas-card.html' title='Not our Christmas Card'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J1SmV24WV5c/TuuIjXQ60LI/AAAAAAAAEIk/s77B6vK3JIc/s72-c/DSCN0877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8057822809163047963</id><published>2011-11-16T13:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T13:04:46.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella Weekend</title><content type='html'>While Andy enjoyed his first opening weekend with my Dad (and other male members of my extended family)...the girls and I camped out with my Mom. &amp;nbsp;We went to the local high school production of Cinderella, and as a special bonus - there was a Cinderella Tea on Saturday afternoon. &amp;nbsp;The girls got to decorate their own crowns, take pictures with Cinderella in her pumpkin carriage, listen to a preview of the songs from the cast, and meet any character they wanted to. &amp;nbsp;They liked the Step Sisters a lot - but did not want anything to do with the Prince or the King. &amp;nbsp;Guess that's good news for Andy for now :)&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/-G_bsAeozNYY/TsQFjuc7vuI/AAAAAAAAD9o/DCkmgJed-wY/s1600/DSCN0851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_bsAeozNYY/TsQFjuc7vuI/AAAAAAAAD9o/DCkmgJed-wY/s320/DSCN0851.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Decorating the crowns while Joy the ugly step-sister visited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kXUtkpGJlLM/TsQIoVg9soI/AAAAAAAAD-g/2Djh_y0tMNI/s1600/DSCN0856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kXUtkpGJlLM/TsQIoVg9soI/AAAAAAAAD-g/2Djh_y0tMNI/s320/DSCN0856.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Orneriest princess in the whole place. &amp;nbsp;While the show was going on &amp;nbsp;- and it was quiet in the atrium area - Connor passed some gas while sitting on my lap. &amp;nbsp;Then said "Poop!!" as loud as could be. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure my face was the color of those red chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5jB4lmGEpw/TsQGMZuuNEI/AAAAAAAAD94/zsL5rAAXlVo/s1600/DSCN0854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5jB4lmGEpw/TsQGMZuuNEI/AAAAAAAAD94/zsL5rAAXlVo/s320/DSCN0854.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Only one Princess was willing to stand with the giant pumpkin at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-AMNvofTZY/TsQGBTo5kVI/AAAAAAAAD9w/krxQJYx3O1E/s1600/DSCN0852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-AMNvofTZY/TsQGBTo5kVI/AAAAAAAAD9w/krxQJYx3O1E/s320/DSCN0852.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With Cinderella in her Carriage. &amp;nbsp;Connor was pretty apprehensive at first, but Taylor was an excellent big-sister and held her hand so she would do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dpn3DXRL3H8/TsQGWbgYvtI/AAAAAAAAD-A/O2uKYlyC17A/s1600/DSCN0861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dpn3DXRL3H8/TsQGWbgYvtI/AAAAAAAAD-A/O2uKYlyC17A/s320/DSCN0861.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little Miss Serious intently watching one of the preview scenes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_T5sibqUK-8/TsQGbb_rnXI/AAAAAAAAD-I/DbN4TPijezE/s1600/DSCN0855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_T5sibqUK-8/TsQGbb_rnXI/AAAAAAAAD-I/DbN4TPijezE/s320/DSCN0855.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls with the Step-Mother &amp;amp; Step-Sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PqnktBkgFAg/TsQGe0yvBHI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/aS30ILxgu8U/s1600/DSCN0858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PqnktBkgFAg/TsQGe0yvBHI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/aS30ILxgu8U/s320/DSCN0858.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Learning how to waltz.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EOOSU0krpaU/TsQGih5miCI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/qOoMpkHP2Gs/s1600/DSCN0860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EOOSU0krpaU/TsQGih5miCI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/qOoMpkHP2Gs/s320/DSCN0860.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So they could dance with each other - cause you know they would have nothing to do with dancing with the prince or anyone else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-8057822809163047963?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/8057822809163047963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=8057822809163047963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8057822809163047963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8057822809163047963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/11/cinderella-weekend.html' title='Cinderella Weekend'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_bsAeozNYY/TsQFjuc7vuI/AAAAAAAAD9o/DCkmgJed-wY/s72-c/DSCN0851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-18885638572901046</id><published>2011-10-25T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T23:07:25.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor's Pumpkin Patch Birthday</title><content type='html'>&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;i&gt;Authors note: (haha- author is me - haha) &amp;nbsp;It just took 42 minutes for blogger to upload these pictures. &amp;nbsp;I do not feel like organizing them in order. &amp;nbsp;Captions will be short. Deal wit it...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cyLxsx9u81c/Tqd8akwWtNI/AAAAAAAAD5c/O4zsHYY4HyE/s1600/DSC00311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cyLxsx9u81c/Tqd8akwWtNI/AAAAAAAAD5c/O4zsHYY4HyE/s320/DSC00311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I call this "Life imitating Scarecrow"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfjkM531efs/Tqd816tA40I/AAAAAAAAD5k/KvQZZ8KLOOc/s1600/DSC00323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfjkM531efs/Tqd816tA40I/AAAAAAAAD5k/KvQZZ8KLOOc/s320/DSC00323.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;All the little kiddos at Taylor's 4th birthday party munching on some cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TwLuB1eitnI/Tqd9RyT1a0I/AAAAAAAAD5s/-UfonZD-JV8/s1600/DSC00327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TwLuB1eitnI/Tqd9RyT1a0I/AAAAAAAAD5s/-UfonZD-JV8/s320/DSC00327.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When T opened this gift she exclaimed "Oh Quentin! It's just right!" &amp;nbsp;Quentin would be the little blondie to her left. &amp;nbsp;Such drama....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAB5NAdczIc/Tqd9uUG30LI/AAAAAAAAD50/xbza7tAQcOA/s1600/DSC00332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAB5NAdczIc/Tqd9uUG30LI/AAAAAAAAD50/xbza7tAQcOA/s320/DSC00332.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The gift of the coveted hula hoop. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F74uIBwbee4/TqeEr8uuV9I/AAAAAAAAD58/uLMl2iDnKvg/s1600/DSC00335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F74uIBwbee4/TqeEr8uuV9I/AAAAAAAAD58/uLMl2iDnKvg/s320/DSC00335.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little pumpkin cakes - ala my mom. &amp;nbsp;Delish.&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/-kK4R79w2pL0/TqeFIfXOe2I/AAAAAAAAD6E/iOMgI8SK1-M/s1600/DSC00304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kK4R79w2pL0/TqeFIfXOe2I/AAAAAAAAD6E/iOMgI8SK1-M/s320/DSC00304.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"If the scarecrow looks right at mom's camera, then we should look the other available directions. Of course!"&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/-dhuKJ8FgIBE/TqeFgQZU7HI/AAAAAAAAD6M/kLUazDcHHww/s1600/DSC00305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dhuKJ8FgIBE/TqeFgQZU7HI/AAAAAAAAD6M/kLUazDcHHww/s320/DSC00305.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey, I'm almost 3 feet tall finally!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-brr9-8LQxhw/TqeF491ztVI/AAAAAAAAD6U/NU4GE71mZ2I/s1600/DSC00307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-brr9-8LQxhw/TqeF491ztVI/AAAAAAAAD6U/NU4GE71mZ2I/s320/DSC00307.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cannot open eyes all the way for pictures. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-18885638572901046?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/18885638572901046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=18885638572901046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/18885638572901046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/18885638572901046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/10/taylors-pumpkin-patch-birthday.html' title='Taylor&apos;s Pumpkin Patch Birthday'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cyLxsx9u81c/Tqd8akwWtNI/AAAAAAAAD5c/O4zsHYY4HyE/s72-c/DSC00311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5251207812585934169</id><published>2011-10-19T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T13:37:07.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy &amp; Trombones</title><content type='html'>I know - it's a weird title. It may even attract weird people to this blog. &amp;nbsp;But those are the only two things Taylor seems to care about when it comes to parades. &amp;nbsp;We went to the annual Maple Leaf Festival parade last Saturday, and yes, we have plenty of candy now and we even saw some trombones.&amp;nbsp;We rode the carousel, and ate a little fair food. &amp;nbsp;We even learned that Connor has a 'trick': Put an entire tootsie roll in your mouth -&amp;nbsp;finagle&amp;nbsp;it around in there - and spit out only the paper - still in one piece. &amp;nbsp;Yep, she's got talent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I think everyone was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TVG4LwEiHN0/Tp8YbDjisvI/AAAAAAAAD5A/oEf1-mNKNu8/s1600/2011-10-15+12.15.15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TVG4LwEiHN0/Tp8YbDjisvI/AAAAAAAAD5A/oEf1-mNKNu8/s320/2011-10-15+12.15.15.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4AF6A6kpHDM/Tp8Ydp9STHI/AAAAAAAAD5I/XHH-DVivAjE/s1600/2011-10-15+12.15.30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4AF6A6kpHDM/Tp8Ydp9STHI/AAAAAAAAD5I/XHH-DVivAjE/s320/2011-10-15+12.15.30.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yo1m17zB-1A/Tp8YfRkvmiI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/5pPvQZNfhs0/s1600/2011-10-15+13.20.08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yo1m17zB-1A/Tp8YfRkvmiI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/5pPvQZNfhs0/s320/2011-10-15+13.20.08.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Special thanks to Allison for capturing these photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5251207812585934169?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5251207812585934169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5251207812585934169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5251207812585934169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5251207812585934169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/10/candy-trombones.html' title='Candy &amp; Trombones'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TVG4LwEiHN0/Tp8YbDjisvI/AAAAAAAAD5A/oEf1-mNKNu8/s72-c/2011-10-15+12.15.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5539111637532765457</id><published>2011-09-21T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T11:51:14.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Birthday</title><content type='html'>I promised myself I would post pictures of Connor celebrating her birthday before Taylor's birthday. &amp;nbsp;But in all fairness, having two kids born in the same month is crazy. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, for Connor's birthday this year we had two family parties. &amp;nbsp;The first celebration was a 'Pooh-l' party at my parent's house on Labor Day. Obviously, we wanted to use the pool, and we had a 'Pooh' theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8d5Gi2xilw/TnTn-XhePiI/AAAAAAAADx0/RXwAjjHGz4Q/s1600/DSC00224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8d5Gi2xilw/TnTn-XhePiI/AAAAAAAADx0/RXwAjjHGz4Q/s320/DSC00224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She couldn't wait to get her little hands on her 'Bee-hive' cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GwYG26BlsuY/TnTn_yny4eI/AAAAAAAADx4/2aYpqoJmt2w/s1600/DSC00225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GwYG26BlsuY/TnTn_yny4eI/AAAAAAAADx4/2aYpqoJmt2w/s320/DSC00225.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pool hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdJsnDTmuos/TnToC9TpsII/AAAAAAAADyA/TKbm43CM3oo/s1600/DSC00227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdJsnDTmuos/TnToC9TpsII/AAAAAAAADyA/TKbm43CM3oo/s320/DSC00227.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor is a fish in the pool...but was freezing when we took a break for cake&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/-rgAJvxmzmDM/TnToEY7BPDI/AAAAAAAADyE/-nhw6IgGAbk/s1600/DSC00228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgAJvxmzmDM/TnToEY7BPDI/AAAAAAAADyE/-nhw6IgGAbk/s320/DSC00228.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just love T's face smiling up at Connor in this one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B33349L-ttE/TnToHnWeDcI/AAAAAAAADyM/7BGHkUSP0zk/s1600/DSC00230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B33349L-ttE/TnToHnWeDcI/AAAAAAAADyM/7BGHkUSP0zk/s320/DSC00230.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, she blew out her candle on her own...first try, no spit even!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-du0KNZjO7KY/TnToOpIR5lI/AAAAAAAADyc/msXbDYLa5Yc/s1600/DSC00234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-du0KNZjO7KY/TnToOpIR5lI/AAAAAAAADyc/msXbDYLa5Yc/s320/DSC00234.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Opening gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WfkPy11kw80/TnToQJuNcaI/AAAAAAAADyg/Nk6ecVwPW04/s1600/DSC00235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WfkPy11kw80/TnToQJuNcaI/AAAAAAAADyg/Nk6ecVwPW04/s320/DSC00235.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Snuggling new clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kByJ32Z_N8/TnToVo_pVKI/AAAAAAAADy0/Nk1OeSSNO70/s1600/DSC00240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kByJ32Z_N8/TnToVo_pVKI/AAAAAAAADy0/Nk1OeSSNO70/s320/DSC00240.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love that they want to play with everything we opened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yjaK3o0ZEHI/TnToYElDy7I/AAAAAAAADy8/VtRKdSgtrVI/s1600/DSC00242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yjaK3o0ZEHI/TnToYElDy7I/AAAAAAAADy8/VtRKdSgtrVI/s320/DSC00242.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqtV9mj1hxs/TnToaV8wevI/AAAAAAAADzA/yUq1QhO-21Y/s1600/DSC00243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqtV9mj1hxs/TnToaV8wevI/AAAAAAAADzA/yUq1QhO-21Y/s320/DSC00243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LbpaF5_uISM/TnTodd5ElwI/AAAAAAAADzI/eNQfT2BSMxA/s1600/DSC00245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LbpaF5_uISM/TnTodd5ElwI/AAAAAAAADzI/eNQfT2BSMxA/s320/DSC00245.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Connor is actually a really good present un-wrapper. &amp;nbsp;I know, that probably does not come as a surprise at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OawBnAQzKkg/TnToehplxpI/AAAAAAAADzM/i_xjymb9snA/s1600/DSC00246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OawBnAQzKkg/TnToehplxpI/AAAAAAAADzM/i_xjymb9snA/s320/DSC00246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oooh! &amp;nbsp;A shoe box!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgpDGzU9HlE/TnTofrH7HbI/AAAAAAAADzQ/gS9_fKotyWI/s1600/DSC00247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgpDGzU9HlE/TnTofrH7HbI/AAAAAAAADzQ/gS9_fKotyWI/s320/DSC00247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Clothes! Yay, let me take them to the person who gave them to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgh1iS99hbI/TnTohBxXlWI/AAAAAAAADzU/2JR_6jTPMAo/s1600/DSC00248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgh1iS99hbI/TnTohBxXlWI/AAAAAAAADzU/2JR_6jTPMAo/s320/DSC00248.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And show you how they fit....&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/-S55VMPRNjBo/TnToi6BuJXI/AAAAAAAADzc/Id_qYTwtNsk/s1600/DSC00250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S55VMPRNjBo/TnToi6BuJXI/AAAAAAAADzc/Id_qYTwtNsk/s320/DSC00250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reading cards&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/-OUcrVkeZEUY/TnTokd7BrxI/AAAAAAAADzg/Vbvq6kjPsDQ/s1600/DSC00251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUcrVkeZEUY/TnTokd7BrxI/AAAAAAAADzg/Vbvq6kjPsDQ/s320/DSC00251.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to explain what a 'piece of paper' inside of a card meant to Taylor. &amp;nbsp;She got the concept when I said we could take it and go buy something at the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDhmKXXXC8Q/TnTom8ELg5I/AAAAAAAADzo/F6Q2nyfPsvA/s1600/DSC00253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDhmKXXXC8Q/TnTom8ELg5I/AAAAAAAADzo/F6Q2nyfPsvA/s320/DSC00253.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh boy - babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FkF9dbU2JZs/TnTonxdTFiI/AAAAAAAADzs/zAbvRMhzZRI/s1600/DSC00254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FkF9dbU2JZs/TnTonxdTFiI/AAAAAAAADzs/zAbvRMhzZRI/s320/DSC00254.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QohoXiac7GM/TnTorQnf2CI/AAAAAAAADz4/cVej6kLgdyI/s1600/DSC00258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QohoXiac7GM/TnTorQnf2CI/AAAAAAAADz4/cVej6kLgdyI/s320/DSC00258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor &amp;amp; Evan checking out her new Princess books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WxyqV9ypRzE/TnTouOVNjXI/AAAAAAAAD0A/q_cgk_AaKGE/s1600/DSC00260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WxyqV9ypRzE/TnTouOVNjXI/AAAAAAAAD0A/q_cgk_AaKGE/s320/DSC00260.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another baby! - A Princess Baby even! OH MY!!! &amp;nbsp;(Taylor was a little jealous, Aunt Steph told her she would take care of it ;) &amp;nbsp;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBO3RzzMJuc/TnTo2AyNZ_I/AAAAAAAAD0I/2xFyIgdqmAM/s1600/DSC00262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBO3RzzMJuc/TnTo2AyNZ_I/AAAAAAAAD0I/2xFyIgdqmAM/s320/DSC00262.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this is how she spends most of her time with her babies, carrying them around in her little arm. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The day after Labor Day, we had Andy's side of the family over for dinner. &amp;nbsp;I did a terrible job with the camera, so there are very few pictures of Andy &amp;amp; Connor opening gifts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDXngqExV4U/TnTo8lRgpWI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/P4MyPKGJz3s/s1600/DSC00265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDXngqExV4U/TnTo8lRgpWI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/P4MyPKGJz3s/s320/DSC00265.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Allison and Connor were having a staring contest, apparently.&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/-ilMmTaM7bDA/TnTpEA0l1AI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/tEwoeAO7B8Q/s1600/DSC00267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilMmTaM7bDA/TnTpEA0l1AI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/tEwoeAO7B8Q/s320/DSC00267.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Musical cards!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dJh351E2UuU/TnTpKzrjgMI/AAAAAAAAD0k/kTLXsMh9RDs/s1600/DSC00269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dJh351E2UuU/TnTpKzrjgMI/AAAAAAAAD0k/kTLXsMh9RDs/s320/DSC00269.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trying on her new &lt;strike&gt;Elmo&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;baby Jayhawk shirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5539111637532765457?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5539111637532765457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5539111637532765457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5539111637532765457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5539111637532765457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/09/belated-birthday.html' title='Belated Birthday'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8d5Gi2xilw/TnTn-XhePiI/AAAAAAAADx0/RXwAjjHGz4Q/s72-c/DSC00224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-300771854903825381</id><published>2011-09-17T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T13:53:16.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop till you Drop</title><content type='html'>Mid-snack, she finally passed out. At least Target has super sturdy straps to hold her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6gQrpevoKWM/TnTpF18uBVI/AAAAAAAAD0c/1_XyNtqhk34/s1600/DSC00275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6gQrpevoKWM/TnTpF18uBVI/AAAAAAAAD0c/1_XyNtqhk34/s320/DSC00275.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqeOpQBxyxU/TnTpe1U7M2I/AAAAAAAAD08/0vsRenUXb_4/s1600/DSC00276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqeOpQBxyxU/TnTpe1U7M2I/AAAAAAAAD08/0vsRenUXb_4/s320/DSC00276.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-300771854903825381?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/300771854903825381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=300771854903825381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/300771854903825381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/300771854903825381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/09/shop-till-you-drop.html' title='Shop till you Drop'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6gQrpevoKWM/TnTpF18uBVI/AAAAAAAAD0c/1_XyNtqhk34/s72-c/DSC00275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3811346177122461183</id><published>2011-08-22T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:30:43.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor &amp; Connor...Unplugged</title><content type='html'>Friday morning I was woken by a hot, sweaty almost-two year old around 5:00am. &amp;nbsp;I picked her up, and realized that our fans weren't running. &amp;nbsp;Then flipped around and looked at the clock - to notice it was also black. A nasty storm had started the night before, and apparently knocked out our power. &amp;nbsp;In an all electric house with a well, you don't get to shower when there's no power. &amp;nbsp;Daycare called around 7:10 to let us know they were also without power - so we couldn't even let the girls escape our hot house. &amp;nbsp;So - without power, AND water and all of us at home (because you &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Andy shouldn't go to work without showering!) we went to Quick Trip for breakfast and bathroom breaks in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewAhnA6yL8E/TlMbb5iOsAI/AAAAAAAADtc/GfYNBBGoII8/s1600/DSC00179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewAhnA6yL8E/TlMbb5iOsAI/AAAAAAAADtc/GfYNBBGoII8/s320/DSC00179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Donuts &amp;amp; milk from QT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOkpjIxEiAI/TlMb0sKWy2I/AAAAAAAADtg/wjINfFgQeRw/s1600/DSC00181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOkpjIxEiAI/TlMb0sKWy2I/AAAAAAAADtg/wjINfFgQeRw/s320/DSC00181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is the fastest donut eater I've ever met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh7bFBj7RDY/TlMcMyN682I/AAAAAAAADtk/vAxxIfiR9xQ/s1600/DSC00178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh7bFBj7RDY/TlMcMyN682I/AAAAAAAADtk/vAxxIfiR9xQ/s320/DSC00178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coloring extra boxes...surprisingly entertaining.&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/-PLv75bBKeQE/TlMckFD12eI/AAAAAAAADto/iq7OQe2AfhQ/s1600/DSC00185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLv75bBKeQE/TlMckFD12eI/AAAAAAAADto/iq7OQe2AfhQ/s320/DSC00185.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playing dress-up...or dress-down I guess. They thought sticking those sticky jewel things to their stomachs was so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iasYrfRfUeE/TlMc6nOY40I/AAAAAAAADts/MaosPnwTki4/s1600/DSC00186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iasYrfRfUeE/TlMc6nOY40I/AAAAAAAADts/MaosPnwTki4/s320/DSC00186.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And once we convinced everyone to put their clothes back on, Connor thought she should model Taylor's shoes. &amp;nbsp;Shes got a lotta growing to do....&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;Power finally came back on at noon, but not soon enough for our milk and about everything else in the fridge. That made for a reeeeeally fun afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-3811346177122461183?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3811346177122461183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3811346177122461183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3811346177122461183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3811346177122461183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/08/taylor-connorunplugged.html' title='Taylor &amp; Connor...Unplugged'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewAhnA6yL8E/TlMbb5iOsAI/AAAAAAAADtc/GfYNBBGoII8/s72-c/DSC00179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5996225070764812551</id><published>2011-08-12T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:04:30.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Afternoon at Work</title><content type='html'>I've accomplished all I'm going to get done this week. &amp;nbsp;I've got a long list to start on for next week, but if I do it all now, what &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I do with myself next week? &amp;nbsp;OH right, go to the 60 hours of meetings scheduled for me. &amp;nbsp;Well, I'll blog a little picture instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you have an almost 2 year-old who is crazy. &amp;nbsp;Refused to put her clothes back on after getting her diaper changed at the pool. &amp;nbsp;And decided to try and do a somersault into the pool....crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar_BjtZCtHE/Tj3VE2CNJ9I/AAAAAAAADsY/v29XoKgWBsI/s1600/IMG_20110806_185742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar_BjtZCtHE/Tj3VE2CNJ9I/AAAAAAAADsY/v29XoKgWBsI/s320/IMG_20110806_185742.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1123800939"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1123800940"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5996225070764812551?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5996225070764812551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5996225070764812551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5996225070764812551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5996225070764812551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/08/friday-afternoon-at-work.html' title='Friday Afternoon at Work'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar_BjtZCtHE/Tj3VE2CNJ9I/AAAAAAAADsY/v29XoKgWBsI/s72-c/IMG_20110806_185742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7786612665598638941</id><published>2011-07-28T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:53:05.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scatterbrain</title><content type='html'>Stay with me on this one. &amp;nbsp;It's going to be all over the place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApSTnTeQrj0/TjIomVwuKfI/AAAAAAAADrQ/avi6f1qTdOQ/s1600/DSC00079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApSTnTeQrj0/TjIomVwuKfI/AAAAAAAADrQ/avi6f1qTdOQ/s320/DSC00079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor went to Sanayia's birthday in June (A friend from school)....pool party! &amp;nbsp;They had a really great time playing.&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/-GmrDqQCVCiY/TjIo7YqKNCI/AAAAAAAADrU/HpRcnxlkps8/s1600/DSC00082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GmrDqQCVCiY/TjIo7YqKNCI/AAAAAAAADrU/HpRcnxlkps8/s320/DSC00082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have no idea why Taylor is scrunching down so much in this picture. &amp;nbsp;She looks like a runt in comparison, but really - she and Sanayia about the same size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we hosted Meinen Birthday Fest 2011. &amp;nbsp;Papa Tom, Grandma Ginny, and Anya's birthdays were all celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aEi7BLbHFbk/TjIproJKuUI/AAAAAAAADrc/4ODg5jw1ja0/s1600/DSC00087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aEi7BLbHFbk/TjIproJKuUI/AAAAAAAADrc/4ODg5jw1ja0/s320/DSC00087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma even made shirts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr0cBFR3dLs/TjIqDghQvwI/AAAAAAAADrg/iyZGXpynfOw/s1600/DSC00091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr0cBFR3dLs/TjIqDghQvwI/AAAAAAAADrg/iyZGXpynfOw/s320/DSC00091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor went to another friend's birthday - Norah's Jump 4 Joy party. &amp;nbsp;It was really hard to get a good picture of them having fun, but this is the big slide they spent most of their time on. &amp;nbsp;Taylor is the one at the bottom of the slide in the pink tank...Norah is headed up the steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCUgCfh6CUU/TjIsTGYjW3I/AAAAAAAADrk/VrUzlyGKFpY/s1600/DSC00168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCUgCfh6CUU/TjIsTGYjW3I/AAAAAAAADrk/VrUzlyGKFpY/s320/DSC00168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been swimming a lot. Cause, you know - IT IS HOT. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vPMr0XPLAmE/TjIspeKM-AI/AAAAAAAADro/kvUWN4Dg4jo/s1600/DSC00172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vPMr0XPLAmE/TjIspeKM-AI/AAAAAAAADro/kvUWN4Dg4jo/s320/DSC00172.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8blpt6tODA/TjItAyGdPrI/AAAAAAAADrs/OvarrC5WGCo/s1600/DSC00174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8blpt6tODA/TjItAyGdPrI/AAAAAAAADrs/OvarrC5WGCo/s320/DSC00174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Uh - someone's glasses are a little crooked. &amp;nbsp;And someone seems to be sticking out her belly :)&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/-2BCgrfcwz_Y/TjItXJuIRLI/AAAAAAAADrw/975qS9XmAi0/s1600/DSC00175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2BCgrfcwz_Y/TjItXJuIRLI/AAAAAAAADrw/975qS9XmAi0/s320/DSC00175.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend we went to Deanna Rose Children's Farm in OP. &amp;nbsp;Only $2 a person! &amp;nbsp;We saw a cow getting milked, and hung out with some goats and took a tour of some teepees. &amp;nbsp;And then, it was HOT. &amp;nbsp;We'll definitely go again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7786612665598638941?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7786612665598638941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7786612665598638941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7786612665598638941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7786612665598638941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/07/scatterbrain.html' title='Scatterbrain'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApSTnTeQrj0/TjIomVwuKfI/AAAAAAAADrQ/avi6f1qTdOQ/s72-c/DSC00079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5312960540814305367</id><published>2011-07-25T15:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T15:17:53.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parent Teacher Conference #2: Taylor</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday was Taylor's conference. &amp;nbsp;I took the day off and spent the morning at the Downtown Lawrence Sidewalk Sale, cleaned a bit at our house - then went to daycare. &amp;nbsp;Taylor's teacher, Miss Debbie, &amp;nbsp;is from a Montessori background, so she spent some time also explaining how they do learning in her class. &amp;nbsp;Overall - very good report on Miss T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taylor is so thoughtful of others and very respectful. &amp;nbsp;In the classroom, the kids aren't asked to 'Share', but to wait for their turn. &amp;nbsp;Taylor respects the 'take your turn' rule very well, and when she is done with something, will make sure to pass on the activity to the next person waiting. &amp;nbsp;(Maybe we should stop saying 'share' at home - pretty sure Connor doesn't give a toad's toe about either way you say it!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is very very well spoken and articulate for her age. &amp;nbsp;No problems with expressing herself or verbalizing anything. She is very creative with language, and very imaginative. (no kidding...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loves dramatic play (again - Shocked) and dress up/make-believe time. Loves anything that they do in the classroom that has music or art involved.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When doing her art, she has a plan of attack for each project. Where some kids like to fill the entire page, if that isn't in Taylor's plan - she isn't going to do it. &amp;nbsp;Everything is placed on the page(sculpture/item/whatever) with a purpose.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoys 'social life'. &amp;nbsp;Taylor has definitely moved past the parallel play stage. &amp;nbsp;She has a couple of 'best friends' in the class, and she wants to do everything with her friends. &amp;nbsp;She sometimes will make decisions just based on what they are doing. &amp;nbsp;Miss Debbie said she is trying to make sure that she asks Taylor first some day's , so that she does what she really wants - not just to hang around her buddies. &amp;nbsp;I was a little worried about that - but Miss Debbie really emphasized that she feels that T is purely after the social interaction. &amp;nbsp;She said Taylor is very independent, knows what she likes/doesn't like and doesn't have any&amp;nbsp;problems&amp;nbsp;expressing those opinions. &amp;nbsp;So...maybe unnecessary worry on my part. She is only 3.5. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lunchtime is about 90% talking, 10% eating. But she eventually eats everything when she realizes that everyone else is done and off to play without her! &amp;nbsp;(I received two detentions in my entire life, and they were both for talking. &amp;nbsp;And I was shy. &amp;nbsp;I'm afraid we are in for a lot of 'it wasn't my fault - they were talking to me first' when she is 13)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The only time they ever see tears or an upset Taylor is when someone invades her space. &amp;nbsp;Miss Debbie was full of praise in the fact that T has never, ever shown physical violence towards anyone at school...even the boys who can get pushy and aggressive. &amp;nbsp;She is very vocal about expressing her concerns, so she does a good job using her words instead of her appendages. &amp;nbsp;She is very 'in control' of her emotions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Overall - just a joy in class. &amp;nbsp;She relates well to others, and loves to help.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ya go...what I can remember anyway. Now for the schmooze: I'm reminded again how lucky &amp;amp; how great things are for us. &amp;nbsp;Can't be happier with my two little girls and what they've accomplished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5312960540814305367?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5312960540814305367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5312960540814305367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5312960540814305367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5312960540814305367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/07/parent-teacher-conference-2-taylor.html' title='Parent Teacher Conference #2: Taylor'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-4658878384995604299</id><published>2011-07-13T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T17:01:26.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parent Teacher Conference #1: Connor</title><content type='html'>Our pre-school started using an assessment tool in each classroom to help track, monitor, and enhance the daily lives of our kids. They started using the 'methods' back in February, and this week and next we have our first set of parent-teacher conferences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gbKfCyFosSk/Th4UNc9-lPI/AAAAAAAADoQ/YWTFvuWgnlw/s1600/DSC00133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gbKfCyFosSk/Th4UNc9-lPI/AAAAAAAADoQ/YWTFvuWgnlw/s320/DSC00133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today features Miss Connor Anne. &amp;nbsp;I am not sure what I was expecting, but I tried to re-cap everything the Toddler 1 Teacher told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is completely in-line with all of the milestone's for her age-group. &amp;nbsp;Even verbally, she is showing more expressiveness in language and babbles are becoming words. &amp;nbsp;Again - tracking right on. &amp;nbsp;Some other great things that Connor does:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She handles her emotions really well for her age. &amp;nbsp;She knows when she is upset, and will go grab her blanket or a teacher for some 'support'. (Sometimes both!) &amp;nbsp;Usually, after a few minutes of snuggling with one or both of those things - she is right back in a great mood. (They have apparently not seen the tantrums she can throw - as demonstrated below. OH - I know what's wrong - we didn't have her blanket here.....YES - that's it.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7arDmXOQVE/Th4U_vprJVI/AAAAAAAADoU/068grGX2p_o/s1600/DSC00102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7arDmXOQVE/Th4U_vprJVI/AAAAAAAADoU/068grGX2p_o/s320/DSC00102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She makes friends well in the classroom. &amp;nbsp;She has 3 best friends (Ben, Amelia, and Desi) They love to dance and play with each other.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She comprehends and understands directions very well...and will act on a 'command' without a visual cue. For example - you tell her to wash her hands, she will walk over and do it. &amp;nbsp;You don't have to point or show a hand signal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Her communication and verbal skills have really begun to blossom in the last few weeks. &amp;nbsp;She communicates really well with the other kids in the class - either in their own 'language' or in signs. &amp;nbsp;Her words are now becoming less babbles and more understandable. &amp;nbsp;She sings along to things - and can sing the tune of the abc's (although we can't understand the letters she is singing!).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Connor loves to participate in the songs that have hand-motions/actions. &amp;nbsp;Like the itsy-bitsy spider, et al.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is like a little mommy in the class for some of the younger kids. &amp;nbsp;She pats them on their back at nap time and will bring them their blankets. (Sometimes she even pats her own back at nap time!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is really good at balancing and walking on the balance beam in the gym. &amp;nbsp;She loves to do that whenever we are playing in there. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - all in all, good review. The teacher said she really likes having Connor in class, and is just amazed at how much she's changed in the last year. &amp;nbsp;I think she is really thriving there as well, and am again so happy we are at this daycare center. &amp;nbsp;Don't worry - I told the teacher that, too :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-4658878384995604299?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/4658878384995604299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=4658878384995604299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4658878384995604299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4658878384995604299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/07/parent-teacher-conference-1-connor.html' title='Parent Teacher Conference #1: Connor'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gbKfCyFosSk/Th4UNc9-lPI/AAAAAAAADoQ/YWTFvuWgnlw/s72-c/DSC00133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-6297467387578964577</id><published>2011-06-29T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T16:36:34.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I mean really, if I didn't put captions on these pictures - don't you think you would get the idea of where we were at??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSCPov0Lw3M/Tguay_ObYEI/AAAAAAAADmA/hqF-zx1s0zs/s1600/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSCPov0Lw3M/Tguay_ObYEI/AAAAAAAADmA/hqF-zx1s0zs/s320/DSC00092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-APC7hejurJ8/TguazMAmomI/AAAAAAAADmI/efnbmj7cGok/s1600/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-APC7hejurJ8/TguazMAmomI/AAAAAAAADmI/efnbmj7cGok/s320/DSC00093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fR2Q90GHuqM/Tguaza33JyI/AAAAAAAADmQ/JBVpXBjCPTs/s1600/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fR2Q90GHuqM/Tguaza33JyI/AAAAAAAADmQ/JBVpXBjCPTs/s320/DSC00097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-COo27Vc2gPo/TguazzKiplI/AAAAAAAADmY/fMZmXr-2kJ4/s1600/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-COo27Vc2gPo/TguazzKiplI/AAAAAAAADmY/fMZmXr-2kJ4/s320/DSC00098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the zoo visit in the morning, we went to the park and had a picnic. The same park that I used to go to when I was a little girl. A lot of it is the same - the same concrete animals and structures to climb on. They still have the train that goes around the park, but we didn't ride that this time. I miss that the big roller-slide is gone. Apparently it was a safety concern..but I loved that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1DTMum9PWEw/Tgua0ThIpgI/AAAAAAAADmg/oihPkT0vwxw/s1600/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1DTMum9PWEw/Tgua0ThIpgI/AAAAAAAADmg/oihPkT0vwxw/s320/DSC00100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7YL-Rrk04w/Tgua0gtcimI/AAAAAAAADmo/WFgwiY3ccQw/s1600/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7YL-Rrk04w/Tgua0gtcimI/AAAAAAAADmo/WFgwiY3ccQw/s320/DSC00104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7zMCk-HUuic/Tgua1fHfoeI/AAAAAAAADmw/bFA1KqWd7Jk/s1600/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7zMCk-HUuic/Tgua1fHfoeI/AAAAAAAADmw/bFA1KqWd7Jk/s320/DSC00110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Later that night, we loaded up in the 95 degree, 100% humidity weather and went to our church's Mexican Fiesta. The girls loved the music, and we went and played in the park after we ate and enjoyed some of the entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whTO2gOMhek/Tgua12xvoqI/AAAAAAAADm4/3SYG4_0WNMc/s1600/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whTO2gOMhek/Tgua12xvoqI/AAAAAAAADm4/3SYG4_0WNMc/s320/DSC00113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2w8WhqhU1Q/Tgua2O6jfTI/AAAAAAAADnA/iDHbTOfg09U/s1600/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2w8WhqhU1Q/Tgua2O6jfTI/AAAAAAAADnA/iDHbTOfg09U/s320/DSC00114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, nothing's gonna stop this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6561NyMNC8/Tgua26kNTeI/AAAAAAAADnI/xRasvy-AHXg/s1600/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6561NyMNC8/Tgua26kNTeI/AAAAAAAADnI/xRasvy-AHXg/s320/DSC00116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yB3fyqSK2Q/Tgua3M1ZxEI/AAAAAAAADnQ/Sxrtj5Ia23Y/s1600/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yB3fyqSK2Q/Tgua3M1ZxEI/AAAAAAAADnQ/Sxrtj5Ia23Y/s320/DSC00117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROltqIapIEg/Tgua3hC_qfI/AAAAAAAADnY/z3tGE8PeFaQ/s1600/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROltqIapIEg/Tgua3hC_qfI/AAAAAAAADnY/z3tGE8PeFaQ/s320/DSC00120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTtlu629jYo/Tgua4Ml19WI/AAAAAAAADng/iZ77nC2pKdI/s1600/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTtlu629jYo/Tgua4Ml19WI/AAAAAAAADng/iZ77nC2pKdI/s320/DSC00122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;It was a busy Saturday. You can bet that we didn't do much on Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-6297467387578964577?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/6297467387578964577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=6297467387578964577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6297467387578964577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6297467387578964577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/06/zoo.html' title='Zoo'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSCPov0Lw3M/Tguay_ObYEI/AAAAAAAADmA/hqF-zx1s0zs/s72-c/DSC00092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-470811175703753430</id><published>2011-06-22T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T22:51:25.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime and Baby Batman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7C8Wp7nKl1U/TgK4Nw-_xJI/AAAAAAAADkw/JrzpAcjMoug/s1600/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7C8Wp7nKl1U/TgK4Nw-_xJI/AAAAAAAADkw/JrzpAcjMoug/s320/DSC00071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took these pictures to try and capture the bruise Connor has developed. She tripped one night (over SOMEONE's Size 15's...not naming names, though!) and smacked her head on the wood step up into our dining room. It immediately started to swell, she screamed, did not lose consciousness, and we called the on-call doctor to find out more. Long story short - all is fine, but she's sporting a smashing facemask now. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nFjmolulOAc/TgK4Ofwe9GI/AAAAAAAADk4/BWQKLif8CX8/s1600/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nFjmolulOAc/TgK4Ofwe9GI/AAAAAAAADk4/BWQKLif8CX8/s320/DSC00072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZCjHc0HAo4/TgK4ObA2r6I/AAAAAAAADlA/YpHRUIBtmiY/s1600/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZCjHc0HAo4/TgK4ObA2r6I/AAAAAAAADlA/YpHRUIBtmiY/s320/DSC00075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdVYrK1YMY8/TgK4O6XE0aI/AAAAAAAADlI/cLFXZ3MQAgU/s1600/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdVYrK1YMY8/TgK4O6XE0aI/AAAAAAAADlI/cLFXZ3MQAgU/s320/DSC00076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I told her to close her eyes, and this is what she did. I laughed so hard trying to take the picture!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-470811175703753430?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/470811175703753430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=470811175703753430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/470811175703753430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/470811175703753430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/06/bedtime-and-baby-batman.html' title='Bedtime and Baby Batman'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7C8Wp7nKl1U/TgK4Nw-_xJI/AAAAAAAADkw/JrzpAcjMoug/s72-c/DSC00071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1793751836400321308</id><published>2011-06-20T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:14:51.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where were we....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, yes. &amp;nbsp;We are now caught up to May. &amp;nbsp;Taylor finished her second round of gymnastics class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WicQEomnKOo/TgAIjO3CffI/AAAAAAAADjs/La6JeuWb5gA/s1600/P5020908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WicQEomnKOo/TgAIjO3CffI/AAAAAAAADjs/La6JeuWb5gA/s320/P5020908.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdfD4bjR7jE/TgAIweY_9nI/AAAAAAAADjw/zQugwqzVXPY/s1600/P5020911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdfD4bjR7jE/TgAIweY_9nI/AAAAAAAADjw/zQugwqzVXPY/s320/P5020911.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Working on their 'bridges' with the instructor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5p11tZuz0o/TgAI-mCcurI/AAAAAAAADj0/2mQ7NG3bEq4/s1600/P5020912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5p11tZuz0o/TgAI-mCcurI/AAAAAAAADj0/2mQ7NG3bEq4/s320/P5020912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Prancing...like a gazelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y5SDreCbHYo/TgAJLZWohWI/AAAAAAAADj4/VAfuCYcziX4/s1600/P5020919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y5SDreCbHYo/TgAJLZWohWI/AAAAAAAADj4/VAfuCYcziX4/s320/P5020919.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQRbw7_5uxA/TgAJaSLgw4I/AAAAAAAADj8/otowTECkEVM/s1600/P5020923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQRbw7_5uxA/TgAJaSLgw4I/AAAAAAAADj8/otowTECkEVM/s320/P5020923.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FORWARD ROLL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZZ2JAmmdJE/TgAJngdmo8I/AAAAAAAADkA/730o2cFNRbY/s1600/P5020924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZZ2JAmmdJE/TgAJngdmo8I/AAAAAAAADkA/730o2cFNRbY/s320/P5020924.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Head Stands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WhcEF_lkfqM/TgAKTdDPLrI/AAAAAAAADkM/_cQnRZl-fQw/s320/P5020935.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fy1vzlehUCI/TgAKv3oyFnI/AAAAAAAADkQ/3TlOzB0c3WU/s1600/DSC00051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fy1vzlehUCI/TgAKv3oyFnI/AAAAAAAADkQ/3TlOzB0c3WU/s320/DSC00051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's not forget this one, shall we? &amp;nbsp;Yes - she eats limes...and likes them. &amp;nbsp;I know, you are probably not surprised. &amp;nbsp;She also eats, bugs, dirt, food off a movie theater floor, her hair, and well...pretty much anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tEjObzt5gkQ/TgALH_ZzK_I/AAAAAAAADkU/Uv1Tn5lc8uo/s1600/DSC00052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tEjObzt5gkQ/TgALH_ZzK_I/AAAAAAAADkU/Uv1Tn5lc8uo/s320/DSC00052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Case in point...I'm not sure if that is food in her mouth in this picture or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1793751836400321308?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1793751836400321308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1793751836400321308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1793751836400321308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1793751836400321308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/06/where-were-we.html' title='Where were we....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WicQEomnKOo/TgAIjO3CffI/AAAAAAAADjs/La6JeuWb5gA/s72-c/P5020908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-679087431402514935</id><published>2011-06-18T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T00:02:19.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These pictures are from the past month. &amp;nbsp;Apparently, I neglected to download the pictures off my camera for a while. &amp;nbsp;First, we start with a Taylor reward...dinner at Chuck-E-Cheese. &amp;nbsp;We went through a weird stage where she would not stay in her bed all night long, for one reason or another. &amp;nbsp;So we created a reward chart (I printed out a blank calendar) and every night she slept in her bed, she got a sticker. &amp;nbsp;When she got 5 stickers in a row, she could pick a piece of candy out from the candy drawer (which....I should totally toss the whole drawer, but man - bribery can be a powerful parenting tool!). &amp;nbsp;If she had so many stickers at the end of the month, we would go to Chuck-E-Cheese. &amp;nbsp;Thus....we are all back to sleeping in our own beds (most of the time)...and we took a trip to Chuck's. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiWCyRSPer0/TfwtVPKN2lI/AAAAAAAADi8/W_InGaoRiTg/s1600/DSC00031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiWCyRSPer0/TfwtVPKN2lI/AAAAAAAADi8/W_InGaoRiTg/s320/DSC00031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would have normally been &amp;nbsp;mad that she wasn't keeping her food in her mouth while eating, but we were at Chuck-E-Cheese....so we fit in. &amp;nbsp;It was hard to tell her not to do something when every other kid there was worse.&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/-ys8EaGStsvQ/TfwtsZnrvrI/AAAAAAAADjA/yaQidezyEb8/s1600/DSC00035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ys8EaGStsvQ/TfwtsZnrvrI/AAAAAAAADjA/yaQidezyEb8/s320/DSC00035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fast action hands!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qn04iBYqcwg/TfwuDBfM2_I/AAAAAAAADjE/pT66TfPEGm0/s1600/DSC00037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qn04iBYqcwg/TfwuDBfM2_I/AAAAAAAADjE/pT66TfPEGm0/s320/DSC00037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can tell she played hard, her hair got more&amp;nbsp;disheveled&amp;nbsp;as the night went on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weekend, we decided on a whim to go to a Royals game. It was Fireworks Friday and Buck Night - I think Connor &amp;amp; Taylor both ate two $1 hot dogs a piece. &amp;nbsp;We took Uncle Marc also - which made the girls' day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7lIn7LOz0o/TfwvaA556zI/AAAAAAAADjI/O70O0FMfqAY/s1600/DSC00039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7lIn7LOz0o/TfwvaA556zI/AAAAAAAADjI/O70O0FMfqAY/s320/DSC00039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKmWX-j1GlI/Tfwvvc1T-8I/AAAAAAAADjM/S9278QSCst0/s1600/DSC00041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKmWX-j1GlI/Tfwvvc1T-8I/AAAAAAAADjM/S9278QSCst0/s320/DSC00041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0--5RMuGVpc/TfwwGIdXrvI/AAAAAAAADjQ/YI0s0kc0uVg/s1600/DSC00042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0--5RMuGVpc/TfwwGIdXrvI/AAAAAAAADjQ/YI0s0kc0uVg/s320/DSC00042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhoyYR8i0EM/TfwwbhyweEI/AAAAAAAADjU/hOFr_sxvcqw/s1600/DSC00048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhoyYR8i0EM/TfwwbhyweEI/AAAAAAAADjU/hOFr_sxvcqw/s320/DSC00048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - I'm sleepy now. &amp;nbsp;More later. &amp;nbsp;Plus,we are apparently in a storm warning and I need to get Andy to move his truck to the barn...no more hail damage, please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-679087431402514935?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/679087431402514935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=679087431402514935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/679087431402514935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/679087431402514935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/06/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiWCyRSPer0/TfwtVPKN2lI/AAAAAAAADi8/W_InGaoRiTg/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5251210875040894847</id><published>2011-06-14T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T13:37:37.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Divas</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Aunt Steph, the girls were all decked out at the MKO parade. &amp;nbsp;The tiaras had flashing lights - and a secret - the flashing lights never turn off! &amp;nbsp;Guess what I had to hide under our bed that night??&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezfrzgoTPsw/Tfep6ANu4_I/AAAAAAAADiI/55syefrOtXU/s1600/IMG_0064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezfrzgoTPsw/Tfep6ANu4_I/AAAAAAAADiI/55syefrOtXU/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple little things about the girls lately (most of you already know this stuff, but I don't want to forget it - and since the internet lasts forever, this is a saving place!).....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we drove by construction workers on our way out of town, Taylor looked out the window and sighed: "Oh wow. Those guys have sure been hard workin'."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor's class was lining up at pre-school, and as they did so they were asked to share their favorite food. Most of the kids chose ice cream or pizza...but not my daughter. The teachers note said: "Taylor proudly proclaimed that her favorite food is....MEAT!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I dropped off Connor one morning her teacher came over and said, "You know, Connor is becoming quite the class clown. She gets all the other kids to laugh a lot!". &amp;nbsp; I don't know if that's more funny about Connor, or about the teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5251210875040894847?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5251210875040894847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5251210875040894847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5251210875040894847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5251210875040894847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/06/divas.html' title='Divas'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezfrzgoTPsw/Tfep6ANu4_I/AAAAAAAADiI/55syefrOtXU/s72-c/IMG_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5044849054881902324</id><published>2011-06-13T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T12:07:10.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ew...</title><content type='html'>You wanna know what makes more rings around your bathtub than dirt? &amp;nbsp;Poop. &amp;nbsp;And there's nothing I love more than scrubbing the bathtub at 8:30 at night to get the poop out of it, instead of reading books with the girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics from the weekend soon...maybe when I'm less snarky and not so 'pooped'. &amp;nbsp;(ha, get it?! Ha..aw, come on)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5044849054881902324?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5044849054881902324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5044849054881902324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5044849054881902324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5044849054881902324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/06/ew.html' title='Ew...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-4646029381371574753</id><published>2011-06-02T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T22:03:52.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere in the Middle of America...</title><content type='html'>We spent Memorial Day weekend in Omaha for my cousin Geoff's wedding. &amp;nbsp;I have no recollection of ever being in Omaha before, but I liked it! &amp;nbsp;Their 'Old Market' area is really cool - and of course the zoo was great. &amp;nbsp;Geoff &amp;amp; his new bride Julia are a great couple with fun friends, and their wedding really reflected that. &amp;nbsp;We got to spend time with my cousins who I never really get to see anymore...and even spend ADULT time with them. &amp;nbsp;Thanks again to the Grandparents for taking the girls back to the hotel early! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In true Megan fashion - I forgot my dang camera. &amp;nbsp;So, all of my current pictures are from my phone. &amp;nbsp;I'm hoping to steal some from my mom's camera soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pj3-lyrmDrA/TehNU27agxI/AAAAAAAADh0/yP5hBaBOnpY/s1600/IMG_20110529_122958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pj3-lyrmDrA/TehNU27agxI/AAAAAAAADh0/yP5hBaBOnpY/s320/IMG_20110529_122958.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the 'Worlds largest Indoor Aquarium'. This giant turtle was swimming over our heads, I wasn't fast enough to take a picture of the shark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q693vqthvz4/TehNbZWCpxI/AAAAAAAADh4/zSYtI-N9zlw/s1600/IMG_20110529_123004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q693vqthvz4/TehNbZWCpxI/AAAAAAAADh4/zSYtI-N9zlw/s320/IMG_20110529_123004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0waKXYZTbZY/TehNfeWkA1I/AAAAAAAADh8/jLlYKFrKAcU/s1600/shot_1306628577526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0waKXYZTbZY/TehNfeWkA1I/AAAAAAAADh8/jLlYKFrKAcU/s320/shot_1306628577526.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin Steph with Connor. &amp;nbsp;Connor was showing her the very important pieces of her dress. &amp;nbsp;Good news - Connor didn't bite anyone (other than Taylor &amp;amp; me) during the reception. And she was excellent during the wedding ceremony - because she slept through the entire thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1RgFrdeypKg/TehNhdLAlWI/AAAAAAAADiA/1IEu6IRoUYw/s1600/shot_1306629759368.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1RgFrdeypKg/TehNhdLAlWI/AAAAAAAADiA/1IEu6IRoUYw/s320/shot_1306629759368.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The one picture I have of Taylor on my phone from the reception. &amp;nbsp;Well, Taylor &amp;amp; Andy's hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-7RFv-S5P0/TehOiw2Fo4I/AAAAAAAADiE/c8Iho7GF_qE/s1600/shot_1306628519805.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-7RFv-S5P0/TehOiw2Fo4I/AAAAAAAADiE/c8Iho7GF_qE/s320/shot_1306628519805.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-4646029381371574753?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/4646029381371574753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=4646029381371574753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4646029381371574753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4646029381371574753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/06/somewhere-in-middle-of-america.html' title='Somewhere in the Middle of America...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pj3-lyrmDrA/TehNU27agxI/AAAAAAAADh0/yP5hBaBOnpY/s72-c/IMG_20110529_122958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-57202988846520238</id><published>2011-05-05T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T13:32:16.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping is Hard Work</title><content type='html'>After a long-overdue trip to the grocery store this weekend, we were beat. &amp;nbsp;We need to work on our shopping stamina. &amp;nbsp;Who am I kidding, I could 'shop' for hours - but the funds wouldn't be there to support me! &amp;nbsp;Apparently, we wore Connor out. &amp;nbsp;She wanted to hold the receipt as we left, and this is how she looked before we were even out of the parking lot.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cEUV6N6LMpo/TcLsDKA4rgI/AAAAAAAADhA/3Xl3Mb2sq7Y/s1600/IMG_20110501_121116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cEUV6N6LMpo/TcLsDKA4rgI/AAAAAAAADhA/3Xl3Mb2sq7Y/s320/IMG_20110501_121116.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-57202988846520238?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/57202988846520238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=57202988846520238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/57202988846520238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/57202988846520238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/05/shopping-is-hard-work.html' title='Shopping is Hard Work'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cEUV6N6LMpo/TcLsDKA4rgI/AAAAAAAADhA/3Xl3Mb2sq7Y/s72-c/IMG_20110501_121116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5190452927795987657</id><published>2011-04-28T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:24:33.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy belated Easter! Here's a pictorial of our egg dying experience....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5sx4yBAdw8/TbostzRgO1I/AAAAAAAADgA/u_p_c3ZEaYs/s1600/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5sx4yBAdw8/TbostzRgO1I/AAAAAAAADgA/u_p_c3ZEaYs/s320/DSC00006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor woke up from her nap, ready to go...Connor did not want to wake up. So, we let her take her time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R7pz-6FAO4I/TbosuAcxJOI/AAAAAAAADgI/qYftJDHkUtQ/s1600/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R7pz-6FAO4I/TbosuAcxJOI/AAAAAAAADgI/qYftJDHkUtQ/s320/DSC00005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T and I got everything prepped, and even some coloring done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jaYuxlmjEgk/Tbosua6VwXI/AAAAAAAADgQ/MhuTWeHV0j4/s1600/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jaYuxlmjEgk/Tbosua6VwXI/AAAAAAAADgQ/MhuTWeHV0j4/s320/DSC00008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone awake - happy with getting colored up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NmCZNiRs_U/Tbosu83cPEI/AAAAAAAADgg/AcaNNDLNigg/s1600/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NmCZNiRs_U/Tbosu83cPEI/AAAAAAAADgg/AcaNNDLNigg/s320/DSC00011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This egg...it's magical!"&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/-IUr6fpvS0Jk/TbovJ7aDhbI/AAAAAAAADg4/rV290SH0ad8/s1600/DSC00012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUr6fpvS0Jk/TbovJ7aDhbI/AAAAAAAADg4/rV290SH0ad8/s320/DSC00012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this egg is about to get thrown on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Y09GE0_ihY/TbosvL_LHcI/AAAAAAAADgo/z6h0k1UQ0AU/s1600/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Y09GE0_ihY/TbosvL_LHcI/AAAAAAAADgo/z6h0k1UQ0AU/s320/DSC00013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end...what remained. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w7M7QQMiIgE/TbosvRrL0aI/AAAAAAAADgw/3ATxeMhuh_0/s1600/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w7M7QQMiIgE/TbosvRrL0aI/AAAAAAAADgw/3ATxeMhuh_0/s320/DSC00023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love from these Crazy Bunnies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; 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As soon as she sees me, I hear her yell..."MOMMY! I HAVE A \GOOSEBUMP!" &amp;nbsp;Apparently, she was dancing in the classroom and while attempting a pirouette (yes, she knows what that is due to a book from Aunt Steph), she bit it and she caught herself with her head. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't too terrible looking that night, but over the next few days, the bump was just a little bruised. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dI2JZbIWKI/TZ6KkV-1A4I/AAAAAAAADe4/Z3iiVCyMuao/s1600/P3220032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dI2JZbIWKI/TZ6KkV-1A4I/AAAAAAAADe4/Z3iiVCyMuao/s320/P3220032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The night of the incident...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward to a week later, and I get another call. &amp;nbsp;"Megan, Taylor walked into the swingset on the playground today and hit her big bump." &amp;nbsp;Sheesh. &amp;nbsp;NOW, her third eye is pretty dramatic. &amp;nbsp;This weekend it was starting to fade finally, but it still looks like she spent the day at church on Ash Wednesdsay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaUtwBgVuVY/TZ6K26noScI/AAAAAAAADe8/aKaO28P8kMs/s1600/P4020054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaUtwBgVuVY/TZ6K26noScI/AAAAAAAADe8/aKaO28P8kMs/s320/P4020054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After incident #2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The above picture was taken while we took our first camping trip in my parent's RV over the weekend. &amp;nbsp;Only Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday, but whew...were we tired when we got home. &amp;nbsp;'Uncle' Marc came out to have dinner as well, and spent time with us walking through the woods looking for 'mountain lions' and reading some stories before the girls had to go inside and watch Princess &amp;amp; the Frog and fall asleep. &amp;nbsp;We also ate smore's. I love burnt marshmallows. &amp;nbsp;The girls learned how superb they were too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fYFb9K1vqTU/TZ6NC5N8owI/AAAAAAAADfA/jZk96P3z1eM/s1600/P4020038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fYFb9K1vqTU/TZ6NC5N8owI/AAAAAAAADfA/jZk96P3z1eM/s320/P4020038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jS5XU_TfdB4/TZ6NQDthUUI/AAAAAAAADfE/xAlP0tvt4eg/s1600/P4020040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jS5XU_TfdB4/TZ6NQDthUUI/AAAAAAAADfE/xAlP0tvt4eg/s320/P4020040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yRVcVKkzOAM/TYihqqVbnOI/AAAAAAAADek/4tmPc_p1ky4/s1600/IMG_20110322_072515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yRVcVKkzOAM/TYihqqVbnOI/AAAAAAAADek/4tmPc_p1ky4/s320/IMG_20110322_072515.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah - matching skirts, coats, shoes - and Harvard t-shirts I picked up last week while in Boston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5252088958746514029?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5252088958746514029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5252088958746514029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5252088958746514029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5252088958746514029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/03/rays-of-sunshine.html' title='Rays of Sunshine'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yRVcVKkzOAM/TYihqqVbnOI/AAAAAAAADek/4tmPc_p1ky4/s72-c/IMG_20110322_072515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5008007106238160954</id><published>2011-03-10T22:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:36:08.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumble Upon</title><content type='html'>Last evening was parent's night at Taylor's tumbling class. She really enjoys the class, and it was interesting to see how she interacts with kids that she doesn't see everyday (not like the kids at school). &amp;nbsp;She was still talkative, but also not forceful. &amp;nbsp;That may not make sense, but this is the situation. &amp;nbsp;There is another girl who is ALL about the tumbling (so is her momma) and she would finish her turn and basically 'cut' back into line in front of anyone who wasn't right there ready. &amp;nbsp;Not necessarily her fault because she was super eager, but it was interesting to see Taylor be so patient, wait for her name to be called and not complain if someone went ahead of her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-N2lf8sCOLAE/TXmkJE13-tI/AAAAAAAADdw/FncYZTknxlM/s1600/P3090017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-N2lf8sCOLAE/TXmkJE13-tI/AAAAAAAADdw/FncYZTknxlM/s320/P3090017.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ribbon Dancer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Vvhqj6ULDfE/TXmjggJEzcI/AAAAAAAADdk/s3VSD6Gfw7w/s1600/P3090011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Vvhqj6ULDfE/TXmjggJEzcI/AAAAAAAADdk/s3VSD6Gfw7w/s320/P3090011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;During 'Stretching' where Taylor was constantly talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-THhdfhOi9yU/TXmjt-CmXTI/AAAAAAAADdo/KxKwSMQ_a4k/s1600/P3090012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-THhdfhOi9yU/TXmjt-CmXTI/AAAAAAAADdo/KxKwSMQ_a4k/s320/P3090012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little Sis cheesing it up. &amp;nbsp;She did a great job sitting and watching the class for 45 minutes. &amp;nbsp;Totally goofy mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Q31e-wx06-A/TXmj7-Pv-7I/AAAAAAAADds/W27P3nhijwk/s1600/P3090015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Q31e-wx06-A/TXmj7-Pv-7I/AAAAAAAADds/W27P3nhijwk/s320/P3090015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the balance beam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dUsdKpaYwyQ/TXmkWYbyXXI/AAAAAAAADd0/lMb3f7S9kcs/s1600/P3090019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dUsdKpaYwyQ/TXmkWYbyXXI/AAAAAAAADd0/lMb3f7S9kcs/s320/P3090019.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ribbon dancing again. &amp;nbsp;I should try and remove the hands of whomever was in front of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rvmfiiMvPYc/TXmkkMaGgUI/AAAAAAAADd4/nQu-6GXYlZ0/s1600/P3090026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rvmfiiMvPYc/TXmkkMaGgUI/AAAAAAAADd4/nQu-6GXYlZ0/s320/P3090026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting with the class waiting for their certificates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-J5DKI9oW4o8/TXmkxH35vwI/AAAAAAAADd8/mdigrfXuYyM/s1600/P3090027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-J5DKI9oW4o8/TXmkxH35vwI/AAAAAAAADd8/mdigrfXuYyM/s320/P3090027.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Miss T on the podium all by herself. She told me later the only part she didn't like was when everyone had to clap for her by 'her own'. &amp;nbsp;Still a little shy I guess. &amp;nbsp;She still loves tumbling though, and we've already signed her up for the next round. &amp;nbsp; Good Job Taylor, we are so proud of you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5008007106238160954?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5008007106238160954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5008007106238160954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5008007106238160954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5008007106238160954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/03/tumble-upon.html' title='Tumble Upon'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-N2lf8sCOLAE/TXmkJE13-tI/AAAAAAAADdw/FncYZTknxlM/s72-c/P3090017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-438519464680938180</id><published>2011-03-02T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:14:09.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wired....</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but I am completely awake right now.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't make sense, because I was up most of last night with Connor as she fights what seems to be 4 new teeth coming in at once.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I had too much caffeine today in anticipation that I would be struggling at 7:00, or maybe I'm just getting used to living on 4 hours of interrupted sleep a day.&amp;nbsp; Who knows, but I've got a lot of pictures to show ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UGHcShMsqW4/TW8YMFs3EkI/AAAAAAAADcE/Vsg0xs6gvuI/s1600/DSCN0615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UGHcShMsqW4/TW8YMFs3EkI/AAAAAAAADcE/Vsg0xs6gvuI/s320/DSCN0615.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taylor helped my mom decorate Valentine's Day cookies....and mostly eat a lot of the icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-64GdMsbU-gk/TW8YZOrLCaI/AAAAAAAADcI/f6uFi0uhq9E/s1600/DSCN0618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-64GdMsbU-gk/TW8YZOrLCaI/AAAAAAAADcI/f6uFi0uhq9E/s320/DSCN0618.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That same weekend we went to a Japanese Steakhouse for dinner and had a great time. &amp;nbsp;Not only was it a first for the girls, but also for Andy. &amp;nbsp;We all really enjoyed our 'chef' (not sure if that is really what he was called) and the food was really good. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9B130TKFsgI/TW8Yn0oLOwI/AAAAAAAADcM/Bcg_o9vU_dc/s1600/DSCN0619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9B130TKFsgI/TW8Yn0oLOwI/AAAAAAAADcM/Bcg_o9vU_dc/s320/DSCN0619.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taylor and my dad laughing at the 'chef' making her shrimp. &amp;nbsp;Every time he would put food on the girls' plates, he would call them 'Shrimp Baby' or 'Chicken Baby'. So fitting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_DoZiU0KUaQ/TW8Y0LQXmKI/AAAAAAAADcQ/ej_UfPjY1dM/s1600/DSCN0629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_DoZiU0KUaQ/TW8Y0LQXmKI/AAAAAAAADcQ/ej_UfPjY1dM/s320/DSCN0629.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HEY! &amp;nbsp;They can play together for short spurts now without fighting. Sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-S-6uwPM47YE/TW8ZBEF0q_I/AAAAAAAADcU/pyWYfdNfSDU/s1600/DSCN0630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-S-6uwPM47YE/TW8ZBEF0q_I/AAAAAAAADcU/pyWYfdNfSDU/s320/DSCN0630.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep - Chicken Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gcwnR93TzEw/TW8ZRV29Y1I/AAAAAAAADcY/ACketSIGQXw/s1600/DSCN0631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gcwnR93TzEw/TW8ZRV29Y1I/AAAAAAAADcY/ACketSIGQXw/s320/DSCN0631.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Shrimp Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FrASLB-7iFI/TW8Zit1KLtI/AAAAAAAADcc/KrGgUg2ye5I/s1600/DSCN0634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FrASLB-7iFI/TW8Zit1KLtI/AAAAAAAADcc/KrGgUg2ye5I/s320/DSCN0634.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, how nice of Grandma to let them have a picnic of warm chocolate-chip cookies on her light colored carpet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FTWfousXvrA/TW8eMR42bwI/AAAAAAAADc0/B3X4FDRbSX4/s1600/DSCN0640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FTWfousXvrA/TW8eMR42bwI/AAAAAAAADc0/B3X4FDRbSX4/s320/DSCN0640.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor has been taking a tumbling class through our Parks and Rec department. &amp;nbsp;She loves it...she is also one of the youngest in the class, but clearly not the smallest. &amp;nbsp;The two other girls on the beam with her are about to turn four. &amp;nbsp;Next week is 'parent's night', where I get to sit in the room and take pictures or video as much as I want. &amp;nbsp;Hope to have lots more footage of T in action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NFJLvOOnpas/TW8eXU9O7DI/AAAAAAAADc4/_JR3cQ2WQ6Y/s1600/DSCN0647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NFJLvOOnpas/TW8eXU9O7DI/AAAAAAAADc4/_JR3cQ2WQ6Y/s320/DSCN0647.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This weekend my mom treated the girls (and I) to the circus. &amp;nbsp;They loved it....Taylor was SO serious while she watched the trapeze artists. &amp;nbsp;But she declared that the 'Rapeze' was her favorite part. &amp;nbsp;And yes, Connor shed her shoes and socks about 2 minutes after we set down. &amp;nbsp;She felt right at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FFQaIcRx5p8/TW8elMk2uoI/AAAAAAAADc8/EAyPDvlkU6M/s1600/DSCN0651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FFQaIcRx5p8/TW8elMk2uoI/AAAAAAAADc8/EAyPDvlkU6M/s320/DSCN0651.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I look a little dazed and confused in this picture - it must have been all the light up swords/butterflies/wands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eFzFZiDJlSU/TW8ey3T7WQI/AAAAAAAADdA/ANMtEwCyk1I/s1600/P2260485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eFzFZiDJlSU/TW8ey3T7WQI/AAAAAAAADdA/ANMtEwCyk1I/s320/P2260485.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Connor loved the 'Dog Show'. &amp;nbsp;The Dog Lady cracked me up (think Kirstie Alley in a yellow &amp;amp; pink sateen suit, parading dogs around in a circle - making them jump over/through/around each other...) &amp;nbsp;Connor was too cute adamantly clapping for the 'ogs'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dAY_t6Nf8ak/TW8fAcmUR-I/AAAAAAAADdE/ba1uofLGGNQ/s1600/P2260491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dAY_t6Nf8ak/TW8fAcmUR-I/AAAAAAAADdE/ba1uofLGGNQ/s320/P2260491.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Taylor rode an elephant! &amp;nbsp;By herself! Unfortunately, I was at such an odd angle with the other people/cords/circus apparatus that I was never able to get her face above or around the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-n7XEwd0cMz0/TW8fN_DPnCI/AAAAAAAADdI/VYG_VGgLMQc/s1600/P2260498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-n7XEwd0cMz0/TW8fN_DPnCI/AAAAAAAADdI/VYG_VGgLMQc/s320/P2260498.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the elephant ride...very happy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q2zVegnFvp0/TW8fbG8PubI/AAAAAAAADdM/5YXRWs_SptE/s1600/P2260502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q2zVegnFvp0/TW8fbG8PubI/AAAAAAAADdM/5YXRWs_SptE/s320/P2260502.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls all loving on Grandma at the end of the circus. &amp;nbsp;They even behaved excellently. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for the fun day Grandma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-438519464680938180?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/438519464680938180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=438519464680938180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/438519464680938180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/438519464680938180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/03/wired.html' title='Wired....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UGHcShMsqW4/TW8YMFs3EkI/AAAAAAAADcE/Vsg0xs6gvuI/s72-c/DSCN0615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1434736151798283474</id><published>2011-02-23T15:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:08:46.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture shuffle....</title><content type='html'>This is the most random sampling of pictures....&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQSe-K0H3M4/TWV2cOAny1I/AAAAAAAADbU/1wet6WRZIaM/s320/P2130466.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all of these mini-cupcakes we made for the girls' Valentine Day parties. Each topped with a pink-strawberry heart marshmallow. I am sure all of the other parents were reeeeeallly happy with me. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6v9zcbeVeEQ/TWV2cBJeOVI/AAAAAAAADbc/NvGVTcZgTQg/s1600/P2130470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6v9zcbeVeEQ/TWV2cBJeOVI/AAAAAAAADbc/NvGVTcZgTQg/s320/P2130470.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bath --Connor thought Taylor's silly faces were hilarious. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jrkREHXub3k/TWV2cOYinbI/AAAAAAAADbk/t3le8GgYmdE/s1600/P2190475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jrkREHXub3k/TWV2cOYinbI/AAAAAAAADbk/t3le8GgYmdE/s320/P2190475.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Taylor's Valentines included a mini watercolor kit.&amp;nbsp; She enjoyed it - but I forgot to take the after picture where she was entirely covered in the water color water and paint.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure you can imagine...&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1434736151798283474?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1434736151798283474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1434736151798283474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1434736151798283474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1434736151798283474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/02/picture-shuffle.html' title='Picture shuffle....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQSe-K0H3M4/TWV2cOAny1I/AAAAAAAADbU/1wet6WRZIaM/s72-c/P2130466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7046037808603773732</id><published>2011-02-08T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:54:09.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Days</title><content type='html'>In the last two weeks, we've had 3 snow days. I've been able to work from home (mostly) during these snow days and stay home with the girls...but trying to work and give the girls the attention they need is quite a struggle. To help offset the time that I had to be focused on work and not playing, we did try to do some fun things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH82T1R6kI/AAAAAAAADac/dV7Ow5fnjIk/s1600/P1190439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH82T1R6kI/AAAAAAAADac/dV7Ow5fnjIk/s320/P1190439.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We baked cookies late at night, after bedtime. Connor didn't/couldn't make it that late - so it was just T &amp;amp; I cooking/eating.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH82_1vyOI/AAAAAAAADak/4W1uzM2MxJ0/s1600/P1200440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH82_1vyOI/AAAAAAAADak/4W1uzM2MxJ0/s320/P1200440.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH83J3s6iI/AAAAAAAADas/RWBLsqZ863Y/s1600/P1300443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH83J3s6iI/AAAAAAAADas/RWBLsqZ863Y/s320/P1300443.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While I had to be on conference calls, I pretty much just let the girls destroy/play with whatever they could in the living room while I was able to work and watch them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Lisa made the girls these aprons - they both enjoyed wearing them while we made pasta one night - good news, the stains came right out :)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH83eAjw-I/AAAAAAAADa0/XmeuP_MzSwg/s1600/P2020448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH83eAjw-I/AAAAAAAADa0/XmeuP_MzSwg/s320/P2020448.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, Taylor was able to play in the snow.&amp;nbsp; The first week of snow, I couldn't let them get out in it because they were both fighting ear infections.&amp;nbsp; Last week was a rough one for Connor - she wasn't able to go to school at all, due to a 'viral temperature' and still lingering ear infection.&amp;nbsp; She did a lot of clinging to me like a leach for about 20 hours of the day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She seems to be&amp;nbsp;so much better now, no more fever - back at school and&amp;nbsp;we are all sleeping again!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH_PBFzEhI/AAAAAAAADa8/NAaIy77IvNM/s1600/P2020465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH_PBFzEhI/AAAAAAAADa8/NAaIy77IvNM/s320/P2020465.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH_efFlmFI/AAAAAAAADbA/w4piHKCbdRg/s1600/P2020458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH_efFlmFI/AAAAAAAADbA/w4piHKCbdRg/s320/P2020458.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OH and finally... I helped Taylor paint her toenails one night, and she asked if she could paint Andy's. Without hesitation, he peeled off his socks and told her to go for it.&amp;nbsp; He is now sporting 10 sparkling blue toenails :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7046037808603773732?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7046037808603773732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7046037808603773732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7046037808603773732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7046037808603773732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-days.html' title='Snow Days'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TVH82T1R6kI/AAAAAAAADac/dV7Ow5fnjIk/s72-c/P1190439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-4202644513288657609</id><published>2011-01-24T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T22:53:11.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Baptism and A Snow Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The second weekend of January, we set out on a road trip to Minneapolis for cousin Anya's baptism.&amp;nbsp; We left ON TIME (I know!) and only stopped once, halfway there.&amp;nbsp; Great trip up...the girls did great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TT5VPlMkmHI/AAAAAAAADaA/L0xuBkv0dbs/s1600/P1080395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TT5VPlMkmHI/AAAAAAAADaA/L0xuBkv0dbs/s320/P1080395.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We stopped at Lego Land when we arrived....it wasn't near as 'hands-on' as I remember it being, but Taylor sure did love this Giant Woody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TT5T3E0yKuI/AAAAAAAADZk/AuCiIhLC-N4/s1600/P1090406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TT5T3E0yKuI/AAAAAAAADZk/AuCiIhLC-N4/s320/P1090406.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Wagner's and the Godparents of Anya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TT5ULomaZ1I/AAAAAAAADZo/j46-NEJww48/s1600/P1090417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TT5ULomaZ1I/AAAAAAAADZo/j46-NEJww48/s320/P1090417.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A reeeeeally tired girl that semi-behaved during mass.&amp;nbsp; If she only knew all the snow that was falling at our house while she was inside.&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TT5UcHOAa4I/AAAAAAAADZs/plGsqEpJ58M/s1600/P1090435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TT5UcHOAa4I/AAAAAAAADZs/plGsqEpJ58M/s320/P1090435.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As our good friend Marc would say, when you travel always pack your swim trunks.&amp;nbsp; Well, Andy &amp;amp; the girls were successfull at that.&amp;nbsp; I apparently managed to pack only my top, so no swimming for me.&amp;nbsp; I also managed to completely leave my wallet and the cash I had withdrawn specifically for travel at home on the kitchen table.&amp;nbsp; It, and 8 inches of snow, were both waiting for me when we got back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-4202644513288657609?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/4202644513288657609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=4202644513288657609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4202644513288657609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4202644513288657609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/01/baptism-and-snow-storm.html' title='A Baptism and A Snow Storm'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TT5VPlMkmHI/AAAAAAAADaA/L0xuBkv0dbs/s72-c/P1080395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7640795600578373382</id><published>2011-01-04T22:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T22:25:08.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You say you want a resolution....</title><content type='html'>My house is a MESS.&amp;nbsp; An absolute disaster.&amp;nbsp; Instead of cleaning during these quite few hours before I drift off into totally interrupted sleep, I've decided I need to update.&amp;nbsp; And upon doing so, I realize that I have done an absolute piss-poor job of taking pictures this holiday season.&amp;nbsp; So,&amp;nbsp;as tradition rolls, &amp;nbsp;here are some of my resolutions for 2011:&lt;br /&gt;1) Remember to take photographs.&amp;nbsp; There are a lot of important things I'm not capturing for Taylor &amp;amp; Connor to look at in the future.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;2) Get all four of us to eat more veggies.&amp;nbsp; With the holidays, most vegetables were replaced with fudge, cookies, candy canes, or hot cocoa.&amp;nbsp; While that made me popular, that does not help anyone in the long run.&amp;nbsp; We will all be eating more veggies in 2011, sometimes creatively or in ways they don't know!&lt;br /&gt;3) Make my day to day life easier by forcing myself to get more chores done during the week and declutter.&amp;nbsp; I will lose my mind by Groundhog Day if I can't get a hold of this fast.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;4) Be a duck.&amp;nbsp; I heard this once a long time ago, and it holds true for work, relationships, kids, family, etc.&amp;nbsp; Basically it means&amp;nbsp;to not let little things get to you, let the rain run off your back - just like a duck does.&amp;nbsp; Or, it means I'm going to start quacking.&amp;nbsp; Yep, probably that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more, but if you've suffered through my long, terrible writing - you deserve&amp;nbsp;to see&amp;nbsp;some disheveled Christmas morning pictures:&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPsDIiz2YI/AAAAAAAADYE/zvPI9XQu6dc/s1600/PC240388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPsDIiz2YI/AAAAAAAADYE/zvPI9XQu6dc/s320/PC240388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing Taylor would say she wanted from Santa was a princess doll &amp;amp; a horse for the princess to ride.&amp;nbsp;A what?!&amp;nbsp; Where, how, who did you see that from??!&amp;nbsp; Well, thanks to some searching help from Aunt Ellie the Elf....Santa was able to deliver.&amp;nbsp; And thus....Christmas morning was magical for T this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPr1fqWDXI/AAAAAAAADYA/uGqegOef_qc/s1600/PC240386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPr1fqWDXI/AAAAAAAADYA/uGqegOef_qc/s320/PC240386.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor said she wanted a tonk-tonk.&amp;nbsp; Clearly, that meant a turtle that she can bounce on and it sings and adds more noise and fighting in our house.&amp;nbsp; Good thinking Santa.&amp;nbsp; Oh - you can also totally make fun of Andy when you see him about his pants or his hair or what fungus seems to be oddly growing on his face.&amp;nbsp; I wisely took the pictures - you no see my morning beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And finally, more outtakes from the Christmas Card attempts.&amp;nbsp; I'll give the girls credit - they were tired when we did this...but oye.&amp;nbsp; Here's hoping next year goes better...and gets done in November instead of December 20th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPsm_qljLI/AAAAAAAADYI/BBRuwGyTAAk/s1600/PC190349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPsm_qljLI/AAAAAAAADYI/BBRuwGyTAAk/s320/PC190349.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought I liked this one at first, but then decided it was creepy.&amp;nbsp;T wasn't using a normal smile really, and Connor looks like&amp;nbsp;a possessed cowgirl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPtNpobtjI/AAAAAAAADYQ/jKfenw1sFX8/s1600/PC190357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPtNpobtjI/AAAAAAAADYQ/jKfenw1sFX8/s320/PC190357.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The winner.&amp;nbsp; I know it would have been ideal to NOT have Connor sucking her thumb, but well, this was still the best.&amp;nbsp; There are 30 others you haven't seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPs0SZlnfI/AAAAAAAADYM/U91zhgsHVzA/s1600/PC190353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPs0SZlnfI/AAAAAAAADYM/U91zhgsHVzA/s320/PC190353.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhh....Sisterly love.&amp;nbsp; I'm counting on some epic fights in the coming years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7640795600578373382?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7640795600578373382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7640795600578373382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7640795600578373382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7640795600578373382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-say-you-want-resolution.html' title='You say you want a resolution....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TSPsDIiz2YI/AAAAAAAADYE/zvPI9XQu6dc/s72-c/PC240388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-2486134619504139621</id><published>2010-12-16T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T21:44:34.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What, you didn't get your Christmas Card yet?</title><content type='html'>Well, that is because trying to get a 3 year old and 1 year old to take a GOOD picture (or at least one where they are both looking at the camera) is nearly impossible.&amp;nbsp; Don't believe my excuse?&amp;nbsp; Fine, I'll prove it:&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrYGTozWII/AAAAAAAADWQ/hDm1O5ymLbg/s1600/PC100225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrYGTozWII/AAAAAAAADWQ/hDm1O5ymLbg/s200/PC100225.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first, and probably the best - except Taylor doesn't have her eyes both fully open, Connor looks like she is being held in (she was) and my awesome camera-skills are shown...why don't we zoom in to NOT have the bar in the background??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrYZk9Fw3I/AAAAAAAADWU/c_f55MhAVMA/s1600/PC100227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrYZk9Fw3I/AAAAAAAADWU/c_f55MhAVMA/s200/PC100227.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Um, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrYnn5RY4I/AAAAAAAADWY/CiyAtQjE02c/s1600/PC100234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrYnn5RY4I/AAAAAAAADWY/CiyAtQjE02c/s200/PC100234.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor suggested that they sit on the step in front of the bar.&amp;nbsp; Yep - the fully carpeted, 1977 style bar.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Clearly, Connor&amp;nbsp;thought that was hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrZEhJXe-I/AAAAAAAADWg/LgTu0YJUQto/s1600/PC100238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrZEhJXe-I/AAAAAAAADWg/LgTu0YJUQto/s200/PC100238.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After begging me to just take a picture of her....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrZXcv0zfI/AAAAAAAADWk/8AZak9aevRQ/s1600/PC100239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrZXcv0zfI/AAAAAAAADWk/8AZak9aevRQ/s200/PC100239.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aside from the fact the two girls are in their own little orbits - this would have been a terrible picture because you see the Classy fake-tree pole exposed without presents under it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrZmFGCgBI/AAAAAAAADWo/wnVZJEy7u0s/s1600/PC100241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrZmFGCgBI/AAAAAAAADWo/wnVZJEy7u0s/s200/PC100241.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, for fun, this time - Connor, you look at the camera and Taylor - you become totally enamored with the carpet or sock or whatever the HECK WAS ON THE FLOOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrZ00ND1oI/AAAAAAAADWs/TVyfAkiAIWE/s1600/PC100247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrZ00ND1oI/AAAAAAAADWs/TVyfAkiAIWE/s200/PC100247.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh let's put this ornament on the tree together.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, that's reeeeeeeeal cute.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;See what I mean?!&amp;nbsp; AND I didn't even post ALL of the outtakes.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness for digital cameras; just 6 years ago I would have had to develop all sorts of film for this.&amp;nbsp; Keep your fingers crossed, there's still a chance that I can get a couple more pictures taken for the card before Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-2486134619504139621?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/2486134619504139621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=2486134619504139621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2486134619504139621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2486134619504139621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-you-didnt-get-your-christmas-card.html' title='What, you didn&apos;t get your Christmas Card yet?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TQrYGTozWII/AAAAAAAADWQ/hDm1O5ymLbg/s72-c/PC100225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-6020214575133524020</id><published>2010-11-23T14:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T14:53:14.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Part 1</title><content type='html'>Today I am thankful for a flexible job that allows me to work from home when needed. Because of this, I was able to attend the girls' Thanksgiving lunch at school, twice!&amp;nbsp; I spent the first hour with Connor's class...messy 1 year olds.&amp;nbsp; And the second with the CRAZY 3 &amp;amp; 4 year olds...Taylor's class made special hats for the occassion.&amp;nbsp; Anyone remember when I dressed up like a Pilgrim in preschool??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TOwnieqPq9I/AAAAAAAADVY/GiNurooqTsU/s1600/PB230203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TOwnieqPq9I/AAAAAAAADVY/GiNurooqTsU/s320/PB230203.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TOwpn97JlaI/AAAAAAAADVo/UERjz6F9Hz8/s1600/PB230204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TOwpn97JlaI/AAAAAAAADVo/UERjz6F9Hz8/s320/PB230204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&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/2406113402797421465-6020214575133524020?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/6020214575133524020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=6020214575133524020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6020214575133524020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6020214575133524020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-part-1.html' title='Thanksgiving Part 1'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TOwnieqPq9I/AAAAAAAADVY/GiNurooqTsU/s72-c/PB230203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-694344473005987648</id><published>2010-11-19T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:48:47.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning! The following pictures are not attractive!</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when you take a tired baby &amp;amp; a crazy preschooler shopping....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One falls asleep in the cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TObUQrrgXvI/AAAAAAAADVA/r3hLKhVAkK4/s1600/IMG_20101024_114640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TObUQrrgXvI/AAAAAAAADVA/r3hLKhVAkK4/s320/IMG_20101024_114640.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The other walks around with a shopping bag on her head.&amp;nbsp;&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TObUTTCVB4I/AAAAAAAADVE/JmR6J_WnIps/s1600/IMG_20101024_114902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TObUTTCVB4I/AAAAAAAADVE/JmR6J_WnIps/s320/IMG_20101024_114902.jpg" width="239" /&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/2406113402797421465-694344473005987648?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/694344473005987648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=694344473005987648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/694344473005987648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/694344473005987648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/11/warning-following-pictures-are-not.html' title='Warning! The following pictures are not attractive!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TObUQrrgXvI/AAAAAAAADVA/r3hLKhVAkK4/s72-c/IMG_20101024_114640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8509452333437596444</id><published>2010-11-07T15:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T15:49:36.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkalalah and Halloween</title><content type='html'>I realize in the previous post I said 'tomorrow I would update', guess I lied.&amp;nbsp; I'll stay away from words and just get some more of those pics uploaded....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcbRfR2eoI/AAAAAAAADUY/3vrTMDCTekg/s1600/PA290127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcbRfR2eoI/AAAAAAAADUY/3vrTMDCTekg/s320/PA290127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Uncharacteristically, Taylor wanted us to all sit on this bench instead of riding the horses.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit, I was kind of disappointed. &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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcbf6k1hdI/AAAAAAAADUc/v9xOy8MrFPs/s1600/PA300132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcbf6k1hdI/AAAAAAAADUc/v9xOy8MrFPs/s320/PA300132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Connor &amp;amp; Papa...she was constantly trying to dive off his shoulders.&amp;nbsp; She thought that was hilarious; I did not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcbtfyS5_I/AAAAAAAADUg/ZCDAZfM5Um4/s1600/PA300135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcbtfyS5_I/AAAAAAAADUg/ZCDAZfM5Um4/s320/PA300135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Connor &amp;amp; my Aunt Becky (with Grandma in the background).&amp;nbsp; Both girls had lots of fun with Aunt Becky...just like I always did.&amp;nbsp; &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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcb7euLCfI/AAAAAAAADUk/2pu6TtkL5tg/s1600/PA300142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcb7euLCfI/AAAAAAAADUk/2pu6TtkL5tg/s320/PA300142.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor observing the parade from a little higher vantage point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNccfIBeeUI/AAAAAAAADUs/CAL7aePcIcQ/s1600/PA310153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNccfIBeeUI/AAAAAAAADUs/CAL7aePcIcQ/s320/PA310153.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween!&amp;nbsp; It was impossible to get a good picture of both of them at once.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Connor wouldn't wear her wings while we&amp;nbsp;were at home either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcct0DPxjI/AAAAAAAADUw/8QU6eON7wEY/s1600/PA310154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcct0DPxjI/AAAAAAAADUw/8QU6eON7wEY/s320/PA310154.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcdAFWjFKI/AAAAAAAADU0/H0q3fYACsT0/s1600/PA310158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcdAFWjFKI/AAAAAAAADU0/H0q3fYACsT0/s320/PA310158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-8509452333437596444?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/8509452333437596444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=8509452333437596444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8509452333437596444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8509452333437596444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/11/arkalalah-and-halloween.html' title='Arkalalah and Halloween'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNcbRfR2eoI/AAAAAAAADUY/3vrTMDCTekg/s72-c/PA290127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-6474220388308911935</id><published>2010-11-04T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T22:39:04.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>October - the fantasy month....</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's because I'm incredibly busy at work right now, or I'm just slowly losing my mind....but October flew by.&amp;nbsp; Which is a shame, because it's one of my favorite months.&amp;nbsp; The weather was great, leaves changed and it seems like we were busy every weekend.&amp;nbsp; Let's recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 2nd&lt;/strong&gt; - Taylor's Princess Party Weekend&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNIx5PRHVEI/AAAAAAAADTY/kq3ZbOF6JII/s1600/DSCN0508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNIx5PRHVEI/AAAAAAAADTY/kq3ZbOF6JII/s320/DSCN0508.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 8-9&lt;/strong&gt;&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI0AIL4rNI/AAAAAAAADTc/bqHCzoHB31k/s1600/PA180057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI0AIL4rNI/AAAAAAAADTc/bqHCzoHB31k/s320/PA180057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI0OthRczI/AAAAAAAADTg/-13LgbmRyp0/s1600/PA180062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI0OthRczI/AAAAAAAADTg/-13LgbmRyp0/s320/PA180062.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to the pumpkin patch as a family, and didn't take any pictures.&amp;nbsp; During the week though,Taylor and I went back to the pumpkin patch with her class at school for a fieldtrip.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 16/17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maple Leaf Weekend/Andy's Class Reunion&lt;br /&gt;Miss Nora's 1st Birthday Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI1K-wav5I/AAAAAAAADTk/ruZ0SUKJh6o/s1600/PA170043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI1K-wav5I/AAAAAAAADTk/ruZ0SUKJh6o/s320/PA170043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nora's mommy makes cakes.T could not wait to dig into these superb cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI2JdByZlI/AAAAAAAADTo/WPNgxKtpYXU/s1600/PA170046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI2JdByZlI/AAAAAAAADTo/WPNgxKtpYXU/s320/PA170046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Nora!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI2XBpI0wI/AAAAAAAADTs/Y9N4PqxjDuo/s1600/PA170051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI2XBpI0wI/AAAAAAAADTs/Y9N4PqxjDuo/s320/PA170051.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nora &amp;amp; Connor playing with Nora's new shopping cart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We carved our pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI5NBSLdJI/AAAAAAAADTw/QHxH2_qREoA/s1600/PA220079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI5NBSLdJI/AAAAAAAADTw/QHxH2_qREoA/s320/PA220079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Connor, that rag was to clean off the pumpkins, not to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI5aAkucFI/AAAAAAAADT0/DswZnaTDCzo/s1600/PA220081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI5aAkucFI/AAAAAAAADT0/DswZnaTDCzo/s320/PA220081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI50ZFbqZI/AAAAAAAADT8/TXQ8SKEX6is/s1600/PA220087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI50ZFbqZI/AAAAAAAADT8/TXQ8SKEX6is/s320/PA220087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 24&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Travelling Wagners came&amp;nbsp;through town, and we all got together for a family dinner.&amp;nbsp; Taylor &amp;amp; Kaleb were able to play with each other....and they were sooooooo excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI63u9m9CI/AAAAAAAADUA/yKaEjWHPom0/s1600/PA240097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI63u9m9CI/AAAAAAAADUA/yKaEjWHPom0/s320/PA240097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anya was not thrilled with the idea of picture taking.&amp;nbsp; &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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI7M3yG-DI/AAAAAAAADUE/Ll8DKGWLiz8/s1600/PA240099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI7M3yG-DI/AAAAAAAADUE/Ll8DKGWLiz8/s320/PA240099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI7fo68keI/AAAAAAAADUI/9730LeK3q-c/s1600/PA240109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI7fo68keI/AAAAAAAADUI/9730LeK3q-c/s320/PA240109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 30-31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Arkalalah Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Started at the 'Pancake Feeder', as Taylor called it.&amp;nbsp; Moved on to the carnival, then a 2.5 hour long parade.&amp;nbsp; TWO AND A HALF HOURS of a parade.&amp;nbsp; Taylor was happy that she got to see lots of trombones.&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI86IE6rpI/AAAAAAAADUM/dmp_hJR7Ggo/s1600/PA290119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI86IE6rpI/AAAAAAAADUM/dmp_hJR7Ggo/s320/PA290119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI9ImGzWII/AAAAAAAADUQ/SDi5-TAg3kM/s1600/PA290121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNI9ImGzWII/AAAAAAAADUQ/SDi5-TAg3kM/s320/PA290121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OH!&amp;nbsp; My battery is almost done on my laptop.&amp;nbsp; So, I'll finish up the pictures of Arkalalah and Halloween tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-6474220388308911935?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/6474220388308911935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=6474220388308911935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6474220388308911935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6474220388308911935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/11/october-fantasy-month.html' title='October - the fantasy month....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TNIx5PRHVEI/AAAAAAAADTY/kq3ZbOF6JII/s72-c/DSCN0508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3983646285525424768</id><published>2010-10-15T15:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:20:22.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Car-Cart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every time we go shopping, Taylor always asks for a car-cart.  She will start the shopping trip adamant that we have to use a car-cart, and about halfway in changes her mind and demands to get out.  She usually unbuckles Connor a few times as well...who is then crawling out the top of the cart.  Connor also still puts her mouth on everything, so we usually try to wipe down all the surfaces with those handy sanitary wipes the store provides, but I'm sure that's not enough.  Not to mention pushing these things are like pushing an actual car, and you can only carry 1/3 of the groceries you would normally get.  But nonetheless....we tend to go for the car-cart experience when we can.  Because I will take a 50% happy trip over 0% happy any day. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://goo.gl/photos/pO5yI6cLUs" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TLiy8lpyupI/AAAAAAAADSw/qdt9WGk_uQ4/s512/IMG_20101010_100711.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Now listen Taylor, if you start trying to honk my horn again, I'll pull your hair."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-3983646285525424768?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3983646285525424768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3983646285525424768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3983646285525424768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3983646285525424768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/10/car-cart.html' title='Car-Cart'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TLiy8lpyupI/AAAAAAAADSw/qdt9WGk_uQ4/s72-c/IMG_20101010_100711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1068598644470358889</id><published>2010-10-07T23:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:24:59.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a Toddler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I was folding a pair of Taylor's pajamas yesterday, when I noticed the tag was different than others. &amp;nbsp;Instead of the normal '3T' labeling, this stated 'Toddler 3'. &amp;nbsp;I laughed out loud. &amp;nbsp;I don't have a three year old toddler. &amp;nbsp;To me, a toddler is the stage Connor is on the verge of. &amp;nbsp;Walks with caution, stands up just to fall down and laugh, eats with her fingers and still rubs it in her hair, still needs diapering, would eat a bubble wand if you gave it to her, and uses a language only her mommy &amp;amp; daddy understand. &amp;nbsp;Getting Connor to hold still to read a 7 page board book is like getting our dog to not shed his hair. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Taylor is not a toddler. &amp;nbsp;I have a 3 year old with an expansive vocabulary and who is able to clearly communicate her thoughts &amp;amp; feelings. &amp;nbsp;She can run and kick soccer balls, climb ladders, go down slides, swing in big swings, hit a ball off a tee, and can blow all her own bubbles. &amp;nbsp;She can get into her own car seat and buckle it. &amp;nbsp;She is fully potty-trained. &amp;nbsp;She loves to be read to and to read to you. &amp;nbsp;She also still gets incredibly emotional, and can change from happy to monster in under 30 seconds. &amp;nbsp;I guess that is why they are called 'pre-schoolers'. &amp;nbsp;But I also understand that 3PS would look ridiculous on the tag of kids' clothes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We celebrated this 3PS birthday over the weekend. &amp;nbsp;We invited the kids from her class at school, and 5 girls and 2 boys showed up for the princess party. &amp;nbsp;Taylor had a blast. &amp;nbsp;I don't remember anything from that afternoon - it is all still a blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Sidenote: I'm noticing that the pictures aren't organized at all as they are uploading, and I'm too lazy to try and drag and drop and fix them.&amp;nbsp; Eh - you get the idea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6baKQJ1QI/AAAAAAAADRY/NlCkHb9y1oY/s1600/Smilebox_3207248902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6baKQJ1QI/AAAAAAAADRY/NlCkHb9y1oY/s320/Smilebox_3207248902.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor in her Fairy Princess costume in front of the Princess cakes.&amp;nbsp; &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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bbdX6ZTI/AAAAAAAADRc/YNMUbB2c518/s1600/Smilebox_3207248903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bbdX6ZTI/AAAAAAAADRc/YNMUbB2c518/s320/Smilebox_3207248903.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bc5UCwlI/AAAAAAAADRg/snDL26r6hJc/s1600/Smilebox_3207248904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bc5UCwlI/AAAAAAAADRg/snDL26r6hJc/s320/Smilebox_3207248904.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6beDa0N5I/AAAAAAAADRk/BE3-y3neCtQ/s1600/Smilebox_3207248905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6beDa0N5I/AAAAAAAADRk/BE3-y3neCtQ/s320/Smilebox_3207248905.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wee little Tinkerbell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bfWaCHoI/AAAAAAAADRo/H-07YWRUXdM/s1600/Smilebox_3207248906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bfWaCHoI/AAAAAAAADRo/H-07YWRUXdM/s320/Smilebox_3207248906.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Steph helped T decorate her crown.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bg0dJ83I/AAAAAAAADRs/nfJNU-kZE4c/s1600/Smilebox_3207248907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bg0dJ83I/AAAAAAAADRs/nfJNU-kZE4c/s320/Smilebox_3207248907.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the other moms helping their kids with the crown decorating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bi945p5I/AAAAAAAADRw/NrVIT6UbdJc/s1600/Smilebox_3207248908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bi945p5I/AAAAAAAADRw/NrVIT6UbdJc/s320/Smilebox_3207248908.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles! Little Princesses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bkNca0zI/AAAAAAAADR0/ToK58-TJPO8/s1600/Smilebox_3207248909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bkNca0zI/AAAAAAAADR0/ToK58-TJPO8/s320/Smilebox_3207248909.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bl0MMvmI/AAAAAAAADR4/69fzaLhCqH4/s1600/Smilebox_3207248910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bl0MMvmI/AAAAAAAADR4/69fzaLhCqH4/s320/Smilebox_3207248910.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A true princess always wears her tennis shoes, and rides the nose of the bouncy lizard.&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bnqhe1rI/AAAAAAAADR8/AthzEU8_f5g/s1600/Smilebox_3207248911.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6bnqhe1rI/AAAAAAAADR8/AthzEU8_f5g/s320/Smilebox_3207248911.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6b-BtCf4I/AAAAAAAADSA/eB7_4wxpWDQ/s1600/P9270006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6b-BtCf4I/AAAAAAAADSA/eB7_4wxpWDQ/s320/P9270006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On her actual birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6cMBbYVSI/AAAAAAAADSE/PFp5P1qvo7E/s1600/PA020016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6cMBbYVSI/AAAAAAAADSE/PFp5P1qvo7E/s320/PA020016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tink again (Thanks to all the family and friends who watched this one while I was totally engrossed in the rest of the party. I was so afraid of losing someone else's kid at the park, even though they all had guardians of some sort watching them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6carxlfXI/AAAAAAAADSI/b8kaWHH_2Vs/s1600/PA020028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6carxlfXI/AAAAAAAADSI/b8kaWHH_2Vs/s320/PA020028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh - again riding the bouncy lizard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1068598644470358889?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1068598644470358889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1068598644470358889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1068598644470358889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1068598644470358889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-toddler.html' title='Not a Toddler'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TK6baKQJ1QI/AAAAAAAADRY/NlCkHb9y1oY/s72-c/Smilebox_3207248902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7265179894189339148</id><published>2010-09-14T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:15:38.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Dare Devil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TJBF9v1VwCI/AAAAAAAADNI/6Lg5BMOudvs/s1600/P9060001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TJBF9v1VwCI/AAAAAAAADNI/6Lg5BMOudvs/s320/P9060001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dancing Queen &lt;br /&gt;(Ignore the background dorky-ness of my voice and the gift bags in the dining room.&amp;nbsp; I've cleaned up the dining room, but I'm sure my voice is still dorky.&amp;nbsp; Also, don't ask what is up with her outfit.&amp;nbsp; It was an interesting evening...)&lt;br /&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-c361326633286e1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c361326633286e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330054701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41D0F304A1062E7E1C7408B1A91680DF3952FEBD.3AFC7C3F03EFF825CC3296F95D09E9EAD4A9890E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc361326633286e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnSvtlkrvVkssT72hvw6mbVVmnFI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c361326633286e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330054701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41D0F304A1062E7E1C7408B1A91680DF3952FEBD.3AFC7C3F03EFF825CC3296F95D09E9EAD4A9890E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc361326633286e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnSvtlkrvVkssT72hvw6mbVVmnFI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7265179894189339148?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7265179894189339148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7265179894189339148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7265179894189339148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7265179894189339148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/09/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TJBF9v1VwCI/AAAAAAAADNI/6Lg5BMOudvs/s72-c/P9060001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7483279321154259265</id><published>2010-09-07T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:56:40.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little ONE</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a quick break from&amp;nbsp;finding and scraping&amp;nbsp;layers of birthday cake icing off the floor to put up a few pictures of Connor's birthday party.&amp;nbsp; It was a beautiful early fall day - the kind that is too warm to have your AC turned off but too cool to leave it on.&amp;nbsp; We left ours off, and now I'm subsequently trying to kill 300&amp;nbsp;flies that ventured in and out of our really crappy screen door.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the party - great turnout of our family and friends.&amp;nbsp; We are very lucky to have so many great people around us.&amp;nbsp; Okay, enough sappiness....that's about all you will get from me.&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb0L4zjuvI/AAAAAAAADLs/6V4AWJvBYuI/s1600/P9050441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb0L4zjuvI/AAAAAAAADLs/6V4AWJvBYuI/s320/P9050441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pre-cake. Taylor was not so cooperative on the smiling at this point.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb02IboCnI/AAAAAAAADL0/Nykuj1pCAfw/s1600/P9050017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb02IboCnI/AAAAAAAADL0/Nykuj1pCAfw/s320/P9050017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Connor's 'Block Cake'.&amp;nbsp; Made by my mom and so tasty.&amp;nbsp; I had one of the few remaining pieces for breakfast this morning&amp;nbsp;(healthy, I know). Unfortunately, we didn't prep Taylor on helping to blow out the candle - so I think my mom actually did it.&amp;nbsp; My head was too far up my camera trying to take a picture that I didn't even think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb2XLIf97I/AAAAAAAADL8/RMJXXD-lkGg/s1600/P9050461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb2XLIf97I/AAAAAAAADL8/RMJXXD-lkGg/s320/P9050461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Post-cake.&amp;nbsp; You ask..no bib?&amp;nbsp; Don't worry, the dress washed up miraculously well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb5kpgwixI/AAAAAAAADMc/-CJ6BPjdkTM/s1600/P9050467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb5kpgwixI/AAAAAAAADMc/-CJ6BPjdkTM/s320/P9050467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Little hillbilly baby chilling with her dad waiting to open the next present.&amp;nbsp; I cannot believe I forgot to move the uber-trashy plastic basketball off the deck before the party.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, probably went well with the mosquitoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb3yyYJKvI/AAAAAAAADMU/fv4ko9mILq0/s1600/P9050471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb3yyYJKvI/AAAAAAAADMU/fv4ko9mILq0/s320/P9050471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our attempt at a family picture.&amp;nbsp; Andy and I were obviously misdirected on which camera we should look at.&amp;nbsp; Our birthday girl finally had a dress on again, but I apparently was trying to show off her outie.&amp;nbsp; And the princess was about 47 minutes into a frosting high.&amp;nbsp; Gah.&amp;nbsp; We'll try again on the 28th :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ANYWHO - Happy Birthday sweet baby Connor.&amp;nbsp; We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7483279321154259265?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7483279321154259265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7483279321154259265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7483279321154259265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7483279321154259265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-one.html' title='Little ONE'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TIb0L4zjuvI/AAAAAAAADLs/6V4AWJvBYuI/s72-c/P9050441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3558147868481717115</id><published>2010-08-19T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T10:11:48.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unorganized thoughts...</title><content type='html'>One of our favorite ways to beat the heat this summer is with popsicles.&amp;nbsp; I get the all-fruit, no added sugar kind...one) because they are healthier and two) because they are the kind I like.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I will enforce my likes on my children while I still can!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Connor loves a good popsicle...Taylor and I like to say it helps her teeth.&amp;nbsp; Or lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyqlXycKkI/AAAAAAAADKo/9EOwkEnTUc4/s1600/P8100001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyqlXycKkI/AAAAAAAADKo/9EOwkEnTUc4/s320/P8100001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also went to visit my grandparents over this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; My aunt &amp;amp; uncle were in town from California, which was supposed to be the reason we were there.&amp;nbsp; However, the night before they arrived, my Grammie fell down the basement stairs and is pretty beat up.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't have any broken bones, but her poor face looks like she stole Mike Tyson's tiger.&amp;nbsp; Connor was a good snuggle buddy though - and this picture is the one I'm ok with posting because it doesn't show much of the damage on Grammie's face. : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyqy-wwLoI/AAAAAAAADKw/ms57JsDow_4/s1600/P8130006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyqy-wwLoI/AAAAAAAADKw/ms57JsDow_4/s320/P8130006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On a lighter note - Sunday, Taylor went to her first big-girl birthday party.&amp;nbsp; Basically, the first party of a girl from preschool....and where we didn't know the parents.&amp;nbsp; The party was at Zonkers - which is Chuck E Cheese on steriods.&amp;nbsp; No mechanical singing animals though.&amp;nbsp; There was a carousel...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyrBXvkNVI/AAAAAAAADK4/EW_HZcd885I/s1600/P8150008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyrBXvkNVI/AAAAAAAADK4/EW_HZcd885I/s320/P8150008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There weren't any belts or anything to hold her on, and I was on the fence of riding with her and holding on.&amp;nbsp; In the end, I just 'let go'....and she was happy as ever.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyrUQTQd4I/AAAAAAAADLA/kH31cM5dlak/s1600/P8150009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyrUQTQd4I/AAAAAAAADLA/kH31cM5dlak/s320/P8150009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There also was a roller coaster and an indoor graviton thing too...those I had to ride with her the first time because she is not four...but after the first time, she and the other little kiddos rode together.&amp;nbsp; Here's T with another little girl from school, Harper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyribXDjbI/AAAAAAAADLI/Advr9TSSo2w/s1600/P8150013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyribXDjbI/AAAAAAAADLI/Advr9TSSo2w/s320/P8150013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the way out of the mall (Zonkers is in the mall...maybe I forgot to mention that), we were distracted by the quarter-rides.&amp;nbsp; I didn't have any quarters, but Taylor still wanted to get in and play.&amp;nbsp; Here...we are still riding the birthday-cake sugar high and crazy ride rush...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyrvuvxYyI/AAAAAAAADLQ/cxUJ_kYqCKk/s1600/P8150015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyrvuvxYyI/AAAAAAAADLQ/cxUJ_kYqCKk/s320/P8150015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And not a minute later, the buzz is starting to wear off :)&amp;nbsp; The girl slept HARD on Sunday night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyr9pB-loI/AAAAAAAADLY/IfJO2_1DWGA/s1600/P8150016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyr9pB-loI/AAAAAAAADLY/IfJO2_1DWGA/s320/P8150016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-3558147868481717115?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3558147868481717115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3558147868481717115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3558147868481717115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3558147868481717115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/08/unorganized-thoughts.html' title='Unorganized thoughts...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGyqlXycKkI/AAAAAAAADKo/9EOwkEnTUc4/s72-c/P8100001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1836234120558307697</id><published>2010-08-09T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:44:55.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>County Fair Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Growing up, I loved the four days of the Pratt County fair. I could not wait to eat caramel apples and corn dogs, ride one thousand rides, have my fip flopped feet be covered in dust/straw/cow manuer, and to be totally freaked out by at least one carnie. I could play that Horse Racing game for hours, or until my money ran out. And, being friends of 4-H'rs, I would know the best nights to go look at their exhibits...check out what they had sewn, what flower arrangement they put together, or my favorite...their horse or cow or sheep. With all these great memories, I could not wait to get Taylor to the county fair here. Maybe being a parent has jaded my view point of these types of things, or maybe I just have glorified memories of the past. (Probably a little of both) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;WOW is it expensive. WOW is it dirty. WOW is it dangerous. WOW are there some reeeeeally sketchy people....and I'm not even talking about the carnies yet. Nonetheless, Taylor was big enough to ride 3 of the rides, and we settled on riding one ride and playing one game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDSQDuYngI/AAAAAAAADJk/OULScQ-Zxgo/s1600/P8060126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDSQDuYngI/AAAAAAAADJk/OULScQ-Zxgo/s320/P8060126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She Miss America-waved the entire first lap, but I wasn't quick enough on my camera to get her waving until she had passed us. Andy was trying to take video with his phone, and I wasn't going to leave Connor unattended to get another picture (reference&amp;nbsp;afore mentioned&amp;nbsp;sketchy people).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDSeLsxoFI/AAAAAAAADJs/YN62aQfb3Bo/s1600/P8060129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDSeLsxoFI/AAAAAAAADJs/YN62aQfb3Bo/s320/P8060129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The horns even worked.&amp;nbsp; She was stoked.&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 align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDSsydjv_I/AAAAAAAADJ0/Dm6IApitIF4/s1600/P8060134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDSsydjv_I/AAAAAAAADJ0/Dm6IApitIF4/s320/P8060134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the right frame of this pic is the super nice carny for this ride.&amp;nbsp; He was seriously the least creepy, nicest fair person I've ever met working at a fair.&amp;nbsp;I think his only competition would be Navin Johnsnon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The only game Taylor could play and be guaranteed a prize was the 'Pick Up The Duck' game.&amp;nbsp; What a ripoff, but it made her happy.&amp;nbsp; She could pick any of the small blow-up items: a lion, dolphin, monkey, AK47, pink lips, flower.....what did she pick, you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDS6-8hswI/AAAAAAAADJ8/Rp-RadGujd0/s1600/P8060136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDS6-8hswI/AAAAAAAADJ8/Rp-RadGujd0/s320/P8060136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's right -- a GINORMOUS blowup sword.&amp;nbsp; Of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDTKdhFD1I/AAAAAAAADKE/oZrK3AHG424/s1600/P8060127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDTKdhFD1I/AAAAAAAADKE/oZrK3AHG424/s320/P8060127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Connor....her first experience at the fair just left her hot &amp;amp; dirty.&amp;nbsp; We didn't pony up for a $4.00 hot dog, but instead bailed and had pizza.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We also&amp;nbsp;went through the buildings and the petting zoo.&amp;nbsp; Glorious memories aside, the Pratt County Fair 4-H'rs would kick the Douglas County Fair 4-Hr's butts.&amp;nbsp; Who knew I would grow up and be such a snob about flower arrangements, baked goods, and home sewn clothes!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1836234120558307697?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1836234120558307697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1836234120558307697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1836234120558307697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1836234120558307697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/08/county-fair-time.html' title='County Fair Time!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TGDSQDuYngI/AAAAAAAADJk/OULScQ-Zxgo/s72-c/P8060126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-4411501311242490852</id><published>2010-08-01T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:47:48.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How We Nap....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TFY-3zhb4fI/AAAAAAAADJI/PSHkP_8H5pM/s1600/P8010124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TFY-3zhb4fI/AAAAAAAADJI/PSHkP_8H5pM/s320/P8010124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This freaked me out when I went to check on her.&amp;nbsp; After I made sure she could breathe, I took a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TFY_GONrJjI/AAAAAAAADJQ/KRguzb62g5w/s1600/P8010125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TFY_GONrJjI/AAAAAAAADJQ/KRguzb62g5w/s320/P8010125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor made sure that her puppy &amp;amp; Penelope (the pig) were both tucked in too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-4411501311242490852?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/4411501311242490852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=4411501311242490852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4411501311242490852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4411501311242490852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-we-nap.html' title='How We Nap....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TFY-3zhb4fI/AAAAAAAADJI/PSHkP_8H5pM/s72-c/P8010124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-9154948840027041034</id><published>2010-07-26T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:57:20.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Helpful</title><content type='html'>We probably read that book once a week.&amp;nbsp; If you don't remember, Little Miss Helpful isn't really that helpful at all.&amp;nbsp; Well, not my Little Miss.&amp;nbsp;Occasionally, she's down-right productive.&amp;nbsp; Her grandma would be so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TE5UElt0ZVI/AAAAAAAADIc/atDhureBYb8/s1600/P7130063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TE5UElt0ZVI/AAAAAAAADIc/atDhureBYb8/s320/P7130063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, check out the concentration.&amp;nbsp; She also wants to help feed her sister, which sometimes works out.&amp;nbsp; If you've ever witnessed Connor eat, you know that Taylor is definitely not going to be the reason that it gets messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TE5US97yKyI/AAAAAAAADIk/tShlkcBy0kU/s1600/P7130066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TE5US97yKyI/AAAAAAAADIk/tShlkcBy0kU/s320/P7130066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For some unknown reason, Connor actually eats better when T feeds her. She doesn't try to grab the spoon from her, or spit in her face, or rub her messy hands in her hair.&amp;nbsp; Yep, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then there's the 'Sorta Helpful' scenario:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Instruction: Move your magnet doll so Connor doesn't swallow the little pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Action: Sure.&amp;nbsp; I'll move Connor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TE5WxPgIfrI/AAAAAAAADIs/uRioLvUuugY/s1600/P7230068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TE5WxPgIfrI/AAAAAAAADIs/uRioLvUuugY/s320/P7230068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Result:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TE5W_wRc5YI/AAAAAAAADI0/8MXpL6FF1uQ/s1600/P7230071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TE5W_wRc5YI/AAAAAAAADI0/8MXpL6FF1uQ/s320/P7230071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At least&amp;nbsp;they are both smiling!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-9154948840027041034?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/9154948840027041034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=9154948840027041034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9154948840027041034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9154948840027041034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-miss-helpful.html' title='Little Miss Helpful'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TE5UElt0ZVI/AAAAAAAADIc/atDhureBYb8/s72-c/P7130063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-512894300303396379</id><published>2010-07-15T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T14:48:16.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July-a-riffic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We went to visit brand new baby Anya over the Fourth of July. Taylor and Kaleb were so excited to play with each other they just about couldn't stand it. &amp;nbsp;We arrived Saturday evening, and took the kids to the park just down the street from Heidi &amp;amp; Jeremy's. &amp;nbsp;Taylor &amp;amp; Kaleb are quite the little water bugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9HEvVp3eI/AAAAAAAADGo/tN0Vgc8mJyE/s1600/P7030020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9HEvVp3eI/AAAAAAAADGo/tN0Vgc8mJyE/s320/P7030020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9HHrmKjqI/AAAAAAAADGw/lCCxtnRcHms/s1600/P7030016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9HHrmKjqI/AAAAAAAADGw/lCCxtnRcHms/s320/P7030016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9HIuEknwI/AAAAAAAADG4/rV4vkJMuebo/s1600/P7030014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9HIuEknwI/AAAAAAAADG4/rV4vkJMuebo/s320/P7030014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I especially love what's in the background of this picture....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Those two played so hard, but were so excited that they woke up at 4:45 AM on Sunday morning. &amp;nbsp;I know this because I was awake with Madam Fussy-butt Connor. &amp;nbsp;The 8 hour trip plus teething plus new-daycare-runny-nose was a little rough on her. &amp;nbsp;Kaleb and Taylor (Kaylor/Tayleb?) finally took a nap before we went to big fireworks display....awww, cute little cousin buddies. &amp;nbsp;I have fond memories of sleeping in sleeping bags with my cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9J_rmDHrI/AAAAAAAADHA/M8HF8zdRACM/s1600/P7040021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9J_rmDHrI/AAAAAAAADHA/M8HF8zdRACM/s320/P7040021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally we went to a great fireworks show on the river in St Paul ( I think we were in St Paul). &amp;nbsp;The kids had their faces/arms painted....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9KRfDiuxI/AAAAAAAADHI/-T4Kk0hQmGI/s1600/P7040023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9KRfDiuxI/AAAAAAAADHI/-T4Kk0hQmGI/s320/P7040023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9KScfn8hI/AAAAAAAADHQ/0DZPoC03z7w/s1600/P7040022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9KScfn8hI/AAAAAAAADHQ/0DZPoC03z7w/s320/P7040022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Connor was a happy camper again after sleeping most of the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9KgPFkXzI/AAAAAAAADHY/h57vTyFfqFU/s1600/P7040036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9KgPFkXzI/AAAAAAAADHY/h57vTyFfqFU/s320/P7040036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Her first look at fireworks....it was a toe-grabbing experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9KsFt6bJI/AAAAAAAADHg/jIidOy3qrvI/s1600/P7040042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9KsFt6bJI/AAAAAAAADHg/jIidOy3qrvI/s320/P7040042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Monday we drove home and stopped in Ames IA for lunch. &amp;nbsp;We ate at Pizza Ranch -- the whole idea of a pizza ranch still cracks me up. &amp;nbsp;It's a chain apparently, and there is one in Emporia. &amp;nbsp;It's basically a CiCi's pizza with a western theme. &amp;nbsp;Andy and Mini-Andy had to pose in front of the wagon. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9K-0LJPUI/AAAAAAAADHo/SGM2Yj6PCOw/s1600/P7050044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9K-0LJPUI/AAAAAAAADHo/SGM2Yj6PCOw/s320/P7050044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Later in the week, Connor fell asleep while eating her baby spaghetti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9K_47B5kI/AAAAAAAADHw/-Z6iMOmRJDg/s1600/P7070046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9K_47B5kI/AAAAAAAADHw/-Z6iMOmRJDg/s320/P7070046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday we went to my parent's house to help my mom celebrate her 54th birthday. HAHA mom - everyone now knows the truth!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; T loved swimming in the lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9LBPvXxZI/AAAAAAAADH4/7PBOU0M1dIM/s1600/P7100050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9LBPvXxZI/AAAAAAAADH4/7PBOU0M1dIM/s320/P7100050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Connor swam later too, but she mostly enjoyed some chill time on the boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9LCGGuWSI/AAAAAAAADIA/iOlpAFEXItA/s1600/P7100054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9LCGGuWSI/AAAAAAAADIA/iOlpAFEXItA/s320/P7100054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This weekend, we are staying home. &amp;nbsp;We need to do some serious laundry and house cleaning. Exciting pictures will come from that, I'm sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-512894300303396379?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/512894300303396379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=512894300303396379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/512894300303396379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/512894300303396379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-riffic.html' title='July-a-riffic'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TD9HEvVp3eI/AAAAAAAADGo/tN0Vgc8mJyE/s72-c/P7030020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1739880239390954999</id><published>2010-06-30T22:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:33:39.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Papa Tom turned 60!! Happy Birthday Papa Tom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TCwIKNBTsGI/AAAAAAAADE0/laMoIJeTUrU/s1600/P6270009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TCwIKNBTsGI/AAAAAAAADE0/laMoIJeTUrU/s320/P6270009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, the girls started at their new daycare/preschool. I get a sheet every day telling me how things went for each of them, what they ate (and how much), how much they slept, etc.&amp;nbsp; Connor is easy - she did great.&amp;nbsp; I was worried how Taylor would adjust, but she also has done super.&amp;nbsp; It helps that they did an art project on the very first day...they made a 'Cee-Pock'.&amp;nbsp; Ahem...Peacock.&amp;nbsp; I'm incredibly happy with the whole thing, and we are even happier that the girls seem to like it too. T&amp;nbsp;already has friends, and a little boy named Braden whose somewhat smitten with&amp;nbsp;her...that won't last long&amp;nbsp;once&amp;nbsp;she starts bossing him around.&amp;nbsp; I have no idea where she gets that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Anyway, obligatory first day of school picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TCwMZxlLv6I/AAAAAAAADFE/sLGbbV_Udzw/s1600/P6270011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TCwMZxlLv6I/AAAAAAAADFE/sLGbbV_Udzw/s320/P6270011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1739880239390954999?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1739880239390954999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1739880239390954999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1739880239390954999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1739880239390954999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-week.html' title='A Big Week'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TCwIKNBTsGI/AAAAAAAADE0/laMoIJeTUrU/s72-c/P6270009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8027265623274820342</id><published>2010-06-22T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T15:44:14.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll have a gin &amp; tonic and 1 organic milk, please....</title><content type='html'>So...A lady in town is upset because the owner of a local establishment (restaurant/coffee shop by day turned into bar at night) told her he thought it was inappropriate for her to bring her 11 month old son to the bar at 11:00 pm.&amp;nbsp; This has exploded in hippie-town, and even migrated into a breastfeeding debate.&amp;nbsp; But the root of the article is this: should kids (infants) be allowed in a bar at 11:00 pm??&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. No they shouldn't.&amp;nbsp; That's the answer from this house....besides, can you imagine taking these two there?&amp;nbsp; I mean, this one would try to get everyone to play hopscotch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TB2R6SHSQrI/AAAAAAAADDY/Zk_ivTr77fE/s1600/P6190013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TB2R6SHSQrI/AAAAAAAADDY/Zk_ivTr77fE/s320/P6190013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or shove obnoxious amounts of fruit in her mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TCEcg0IBGzI/AAAAAAAADEI/7UO_Qj_GbnY/s1600/IMG_1607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TCEcg0IBGzI/AAAAAAAADEI/7UO_Qj_GbnY/s320/IMG_1607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this one would lick everyone/everything and try to pull hair&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TCEcI-k3QdI/AAAAAAAADEA/aqfNRIOXmo0/s1600/IMG_1604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TCEcI-k3QdI/AAAAAAAADEA/aqfNRIOXmo0/s320/IMG_1604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; 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tonic and 1 organic milk, please....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TB2R6SHSQrI/AAAAAAAADDY/Zk_ivTr77fE/s72-c/P6190013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3385816871560907298</id><published>2010-06-10T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:07:03.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TBGyxjl_cbI/AAAAAAAADCk/MF1iCj1ff8c/s1600/P5290188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TBGyxjl_cbI/AAAAAAAADCk/MF1iCj1ff8c/s320/P5290188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Connor to her 9 month appointment Wednesday, and she is now a whopping 17.7 pounds and 27.75 inches long.&amp;nbsp; Such a little fry!&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/TBGy_s0fsyI/AAAAAAAADCs/AzyzrEg9JV4/s1600/P5260169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TBGy_s0fsyI/AAAAAAAADCs/AzyzrEg9JV4/s320/P5260169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've been working on more finger foods, and avocado was one of them.&amp;nbsp; Connor heard that avocado was great for your skin - so she not only ate it, but tried the topical approach.&amp;nbsp; It was a lovely mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TBG0kaH_E1I/AAAAAAAADC8/LPSAqMBBsPA/s1600/P5290175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TBG0kaH_E1I/AAAAAAAADC8/LPSAqMBBsPA/s320/P5290175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this little butterfly...she's so funny lately.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Exciting news though, we are starting at a new preschool/daycare on June 28th!&amp;nbsp; I'm very excited and Taylor is too.&amp;nbsp; The program Taylor will be in is more like a &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; - preschool...and Connor will have a room just for her little same age buddies.&amp;nbsp; You even have to take off your shoes before you go in the infant room - what a change!&amp;nbsp; She may be spoiled though when she gets home...I'm pretty sure our floor doesn't stay that clean.&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;Connor also started crawling, and it's craziness.&amp;nbsp; She has no depth perception, so she's ready to go down the stairs, out of our arms, off the bed at any minute.&amp;nbsp; Right, I know, watch your kid.&amp;nbsp; Got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you don't come here for the fancy backgrounds or witty commentary....'cause you are going to be sorely dissapointed with this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TAXTWtLbLnI/AAAAAAAADBs/b-fcSsOj6hA/s1600/P4300003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TAXTWtLbLnI/AAAAAAAADBs/b-fcSsOj6hA/s320/P4300003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Drooler.&amp;nbsp; Maybe we'll have teeth in the next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TAXUJUk6yEI/AAAAAAAADB8/pbhnGajX3eQ/s1600/P5140083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TAXUJUk6yEI/AAAAAAAADB8/pbhnGajX3eQ/s320/P5140083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ellie graduated from Journalism School&amp;nbsp;at KU, and she took Taylor (and us) on a tour of the building most of her classes were in. &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;That's it for now.&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/2406113402797421465-3913497972082669627?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3913497972082669627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3913497972082669627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3913497972082669627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3913497972082669627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-little-lazy.html' title='Just a little lazy...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/TAXTWtLbLnI/AAAAAAAADBs/b-fcSsOj6hA/s72-c/P4300003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3190049240261447443</id><published>2010-05-27T12:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:44:37.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Coupon</title><content type='html'>You know, I'm not sure who really still checks out our blog....but if you are a parent or friend of a kid, this coupon may be useful to you. &amp;nbsp;I just got Taylor a sweet pair of summer sneakers - they have openings on the sides so they are like sandals, but they have the support of a tennis shoe. &amp;nbsp;The combination is ideal for a dancing queen with sweaty feet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great memorial day weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; 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I use the photo collage tool all the time to create desktop backgrounds for my work pc - since I need a little ray of sunshine in this gray cube farm every once in a while. &amp;nbsp;Here are the two pictures I cropped &amp;amp; cutely placed on my collage for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9m2A11nY5I/AAAAAAAAC_o/oZ4Vufx8b4k/s1600/P4250020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9m2A11nY5I/AAAAAAAAC_o/oZ4Vufx8b4k/s320/P4250020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9m2TonkATI/AAAAAAAAC_w/djGdvtqCQNA/s1600/P4250025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9m2TonkATI/AAAAAAAAC_w/djGdvtqCQNA/s320/P4250025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-9203732027113427329?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/9203732027113427329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=9203732027113427329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9203732027113427329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9203732027113427329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-my-desk-to-yours.html' title='From my desk to yours'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9m2A11nY5I/AAAAAAAAC_o/oZ4Vufx8b4k/s72-c/P4250020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8536369720841105355</id><published>2010-04-27T12:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:49:14.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little help from my friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, buying a new camera is great...but you have to remember to take pictures. &amp;nbsp;So, I'll post a few pictures that my mom sent me from the last time the girls stayed at their house. &amp;nbsp;It was the last big snowstorm we've had...and hopefully the last one until November/December.&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9bqzrlq3HI/AAAAAAAAC9g/qZvsvAgtIog/s1600/DSCN0072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9bqzrlq3HI/AAAAAAAAC9g/qZvsvAgtIog/s320/DSCN0072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Always happy Connor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9chRfBADiI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/6cnd49oU4fM/s1600/DSCN0078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9chRfBADiI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/6cnd49oU4fM/s320/DSCN0078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't pack heavy coats, because it was 75 when we left. &amp;nbsp;What was I thinking, trusting March weather in Kansas? &amp;nbsp;&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9ciuMfklfI/AAAAAAAAC-o/S4fnmB2qdaU/s1600/DSCN0076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9ciuMfklfI/AAAAAAAAC-o/S4fnmB2qdaU/s320/DSCN0076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma even had to go out and buy the poor things hats &amp;amp; gloves because their mother didn't pack that stuff either. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9chogtnoII/AAAAAAAAC-g/9i5k726L3E4/s1600/DSCN0081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9chogtnoII/AAAAAAAAC-g/9i5k726L3E4/s320/DSCN0081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how grown-up and little she looks all at once. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-8536369720841105355?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/8536369720841105355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=8536369720841105355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8536369720841105355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8536369720841105355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-help-from-my-friends.html' title='A little help from my friends...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S9bqzrlq3HI/AAAAAAAAC9g/qZvsvAgtIog/s72-c/DSCN0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3362537355688621723</id><published>2010-04-17T21:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:53:18.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Hiatus</title><content type='html'>There's been a slow-down in posting due to the fact that Andy &amp;amp; I broke our camera a few weeks ago, and haven't replaced it until now.&amp;nbsp; No blame will be placed on who actually broke it, but we were both involved.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been spending a lot of time outside enjoying the nice weather, so now hopefully I'll be able to take a few pictures of our fun. In the meantime, here are the first two pictures I took with the new camera (honestly, I can't tell a huge difference between the old one &amp;amp; this one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S8pzH3A4OqI/AAAAAAAAC8w/VjeOs448X9Y/s1600/P4160001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S8pzH3A4OqI/AAAAAAAAC8w/VjeOs448X9Y/s320/P4160001.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S8pzWEUpdxI/AAAAAAAAC84/u84H4icc064/s1600/P4170005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S8pzWEUpdxI/AAAAAAAAC84/u84H4icc064/s320/P4170005.JPG" wt="true" /&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/2406113402797421465-3362537355688621723?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3362537355688621723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3362537355688621723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3362537355688621723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3362537355688621723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/04/minor-hiatus.html' title='Minor Hiatus'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S8pzH3A4OqI/AAAAAAAAC8w/VjeOs448X9Y/s72-c/P4160001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3834097131106413771</id><published>2010-03-10T22:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:06:36.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm only sitting down for 9...wait 8 more minutes.</title><content type='html'>Andy &amp;amp; I have tomorrow off so we can watch some serious Big 12 basketball during the day, so tonight I plan on getting some house cleaning chores out of the way.&amp;nbsp; In 8 minutes (it's now 9:52) I am getting up to sweep and then use my carpet cleaner on the living room &amp;amp; hopefully dining room.&amp;nbsp; If I get the living room done tonight, I'll be super ahead for tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I have a pot of coffee on, laundry in, kids asleep.&amp;nbsp; So, quickly, here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hqTFrvDJI/AAAAAAAAC5k/2BKb3xddWXg/s1600-h/P3060456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hqTFrvDJI/AAAAAAAAC5k/2BKb3xddWXg/s320/P3060456.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor loves to scream "Naked Jaybird!!!" anytime she or Connor are somewhat undressed.&amp;nbsp; Notice how glossy Connor's upper lip is; Taylor 'helped' me put some baby Vicks under her nose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hpkxDfJEI/AAAAAAAAC5E/Sb7viCWnbVk/s1600-h/P2170425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hpkxDfJEI/AAAAAAAAC5E/Sb7viCWnbVk/s320/P2170425.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Connor fell asleep in her play-walker-thingy while we were working out one morning.&amp;nbsp; Guess she's not a morning person either.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hpuyfKcwI/AAAAAAAAC5M/sCXUQwdecZM/s1600-h/P3020434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hpuyfKcwI/AAAAAAAAC5M/sCXUQwdecZM/s320/P3020434.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a little too small for my high-chair still...but I need to eat my cereal &amp;amp; green beans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hqDuu2ZsI/AAAAAAAAC5U/qDervbfBsxs/s1600-h/P3020437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hqDuu2ZsI/AAAAAAAAC5U/qDervbfBsxs/s320/P3020437.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever the helpers, Taylor &amp;amp; Huck 'cleaning up'&lt;/div&gt;&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hqL00djzI/AAAAAAAAC5c/Cp2B3ba5VKM/s1600-h/P3060460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hqL00djzI/AAAAAAAAC5c/Cp2B3ba5VKM/s320/P3060460.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After bath-time the other night, Taylor would NOT let me brush her hair until she went down the slide 12 times.&amp;nbsp; Too bad she gets confused after 11....we never hit 12 but went straight to 14. We'll work on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's it.&amp;nbsp; Dang it...4 minutes behind schedule.&amp;nbsp; If Blogger didn't auto-save and 'pause' every two seconds, I'd have made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-3834097131106413771?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3834097131106413771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3834097131106413771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3834097131106413771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3834097131106413771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-only-sitting-down-for-9wait-8-more.html' title='I&apos;m only sitting down for 9...wait 8 more minutes.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S5hqTFrvDJI/AAAAAAAAC5k/2BKb3xddWXg/s72-c/P3060456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-6594935722327770413</id><published>2010-02-26T09:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:26:14.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Good - 75% Sick</title><content type='html'>Connor: Getting Better&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Sick&lt;br /&gt;Taylor: Sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4foAw15RpI/AAAAAAAAC2E/tkByd-wRBOw/s1600-h/P1290400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4foAw15RpI/AAAAAAAAC2E/tkByd-wRBOw/s320/P1290400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Hoping for a miracle. &amp;nbsp;Any suggestions to NOT get this too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-6594935722327770413?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/6594935722327770413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=6594935722327770413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6594935722327770413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6594935722327770413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-good-75-sick.html' title='Not Good - 75% Sick'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4foAw15RpI/AAAAAAAAC2E/tkByd-wRBOw/s72-c/P1290400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7368759667966495295</id><published>2010-02-21T22:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:45:18.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Percent Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Poor poor baby Connor.&amp;nbsp; She had her first ear infection two weeks ago, and right after that cleared up with some anti-biotics (yay)...she grabbed an awesome cold that has lingered since Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; So now we are back to limited sleeping, hacking coughs,&amp;nbsp;terrible appetites, and clingy-ness.&amp;nbsp; Andy stayed home with her on Friday and took her to the doctor. Nothing in the lungs, no ear infections, just snot &amp;amp; congestion.&amp;nbsp; Her advice, basically wait it out.&amp;nbsp; It just breaks my heart to see her struggling with coughing this stuff out; fortunately now she is sleeping on Andy's chest peacefully.&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly, Connor is the only one sick (so far).&amp;nbsp; Taylor must have made herself immune by eating the dishwashing detergent tabs (don't worry, poison control said it was no big deal &amp;amp; to have her just drink lots of fluids).&amp;nbsp; I am trying the Vitamin C immunity stuff, so I can help void the amount of germs that have been coughed, spitted, sneezed, and spewed in my face the last couple of days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As long as I can get 5 hours of sleep tonight, we are starting week #2 of 30 Day Shred tomorrow morning again.&amp;nbsp; Andy and I started last week...and it kicked our butts day 1.&amp;nbsp; Day 2 was 1000 times better, but still not good.&amp;nbsp; We are so out of shape.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maybe by April I can post pictures of our 'shredded' bodies :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These pictures are all from last week (or before).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEYjiBuII/AAAAAAAAC1A/y6EqZevcYUY/s1600-h/P1170389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEYjiBuII/AAAAAAAAC1A/y6EqZevcYUY/s320/P1170389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Princess Taylor, mid-dance move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEhpEkhFI/AAAAAAAAC1I/DugkSxCkuG0/s1600-h/P2130410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEhpEkhFI/AAAAAAAAC1I/DugkSxCkuG0/s320/P2130410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We went to a birthday party at Chuck E Cheese's.&amp;nbsp; That's a lot of frosting...but that's all she would eat of the cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEm4GenAI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/knLtkkXyO7E/s1600-h/P2130413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEm4GenAI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/knLtkkXyO7E/s320/P2130413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Driving a monster truck.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEtp--9DI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/MW0bbWy9ET4/s1600-h/P2130417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEtp--9DI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/MW0bbWy9ET4/s320/P2130417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Her exact words during pound-a-shark: "POUND SHARK POUND SHARK!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEyxddP-I/AAAAAAAAC1g/Mu1CC-jS_eE/s1600-h/P2130418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEyxddP-I/AAAAAAAAC1g/Mu1CC-jS_eE/s320/P2130418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We stopped at Great Grandma Jean &amp;amp; Papa Wayne's house on the way home.&amp;nbsp; Taylor was super giggly in this picture...sugar high from the afore mentioned frosting??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7368759667966495295?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7368759667966495295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7368759667966495295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7368759667966495295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7368759667966495295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/02/25-percent-sick.html' title='25 Percent Sick'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S4IEYjiBuII/AAAAAAAAC1A/y6EqZevcYUY/s72-c/P1170389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-6855545984121161654</id><published>2010-01-31T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:59:37.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Lousy</title><content type='html'>Really, the title should say 'Too Lazy', because I'm too lazy right now to walk the 45 steps it would take to get my camera and hook it up to the PC.&amp;nbsp; As I typed lazy in the title though, it reminded me of something funny Taylor always says....when something is too loud, she dramatically says "OH, it's too lousy."&amp;nbsp; I will say, "you mean too loud?" and she always responds "Yeah, too lousy."&amp;nbsp; I don't know why.&amp;nbsp; So, here are some pictures from last weekend (via e-mail from Grandma Sue):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZPCceQ0hI/AAAAAAAACvw/wTAWgj-oTkU/s1600-h/DSCN0099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZPCceQ0hI/AAAAAAAACvw/wTAWgj-oTkU/s320/DSCN0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All items from Grandpa Jack &amp;amp; Grandma Bonnie's house. The thing on her head is one of those 'sleeves' that protects the arm of a couch or&amp;nbsp;chair. (I really have only ever seen them in my grandparents house)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZPeLTVUKI/AAAAAAAACwA/CObZpIbEwuw/s1600-h/DSCN0105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZPeLTVUKI/AAAAAAAACwA/CObZpIbEwuw/s320/DSCN0105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our daycare lady sent the pacifier home since Connor never uses it.&amp;nbsp; And why would she, when her thumb is soooooo good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZPSxAM8II/AAAAAAAACv4/qqZNvegFgFQ/s1600-h/DSCN0108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZPSxAM8II/AAAAAAAACv4/qqZNvegFgFQ/s320/DSCN0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Snuggling with Lucy the Love Bug.&amp;nbsp; Can you tell Taylor is tired?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZOzTXU61I/AAAAAAAACvo/RWaTjidbukM/s1600-h/DSCN0064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZOzTXU61I/AAAAAAAACvo/RWaTjidbukM/s320/DSCN0064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This may be one of my favorites of Connor so far.&amp;nbsp; We see that smile all the time now, and love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZPp3gBLYI/AAAAAAAACwI/8Fn7J3Vj9po/s1600-h/DSCN0094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZPp3gBLYI/AAAAAAAACwI/8Fn7J3Vj9po/s320/DSCN0094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is actually not from last weekend, but the weekend before at T-Rex in KC.&amp;nbsp; The look on Taylor's face explains sooooooo very much about her experience there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-6855545984121161654?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/6855545984121161654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=6855545984121161654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6855545984121161654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6855545984121161654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-lousy.html' title='Too Lousy'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S2ZPCceQ0hI/AAAAAAAACvw/wTAWgj-oTkU/s72-c/DSCN0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-4401450036192346856</id><published>2010-01-13T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:25:53.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All for Connor</title><content type='html'>Can you believe she's FOUR months old?!&amp;nbsp; Today we went to her 4 month well baby check, and the little nugget is 13.2 lbs and 24.75 inches.&amp;nbsp; She's doing great...fighting a little congestion/cold thing, but nothing major.&amp;nbsp; She is such a happy baby, as was Taylor.&amp;nbsp; We've been really lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S06bNomyioI/AAAAAAAACuQ/qyhUyy6-EW8/s1600-h/P1080356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S06bNomyioI/AAAAAAAACuQ/qyhUyy6-EW8/s320/P1080356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I really don't think her hair is 'that' red in real life, maybe it's just clean here.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S06bjoDxjlI/AAAAAAAACuo/vG2BSjwzfik/s1600-h/P1080365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S06bjoDxjlI/AAAAAAAACuo/vG2BSjwzfik/s320/P1080365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's grabbing everything lately, toes/clothes/toys/etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S06bW3IeD2I/AAAAAAAACuY/x8sRt2Esigw/s1600-h/P1080358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S06bW3IeD2I/AAAAAAAACuY/x8sRt2Esigw/s320/P1080358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor had a sick day last Friday - just a little stomach bug I guess.&amp;nbsp; She was fine by Saturday.&amp;nbsp; So, lest we neglect the little bear, here she is - lounging in her jammies all day.&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/2406113402797421465-4401450036192346856?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/4401450036192346856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=4401450036192346856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4401450036192346856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4401450036192346856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-for-connor.html' title='All for Connor'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S06bNomyioI/AAAAAAAACuQ/qyhUyy6-EW8/s72-c/P1080356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-9217222294966060830</id><published>2010-01-06T13:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T13:03:57.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you snow....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S0Tc9JFerdI/AAAAAAAACs0/p3XhymCun3Q/s1600-h/DSCN0049_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S0Tc9JFerdI/AAAAAAAACs0/p3XhymCun3Q/s320/DSCN0049_001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Make Snowmen!&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/S0TdnGeC41I/AAAAAAAACtM/I_DSNn3cqRY/s1600-h/DSCN0048_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S0TdnGeC41I/AAAAAAAACtM/I_DSNn3cqRY/s320/DSCN0048_001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor and her snowman building partner, my dad. &amp;nbsp;Clearly this picture is old, since we are getting inches and inches more right now. &amp;nbsp;Joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S0TdZp-GTKI/AAAAAAAACtE/Fgv__6VCeog/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S0TdZp-GTKI/AAAAAAAACtE/Fgv__6VCeog/s320/P1010033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, the Meinen cousins at Christmas-time. Let's hope their smile timing improves in the coming years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-9217222294966060830?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/9217222294966060830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=9217222294966060830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9217222294966060830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9217222294966060830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-life-gives-you-snow.html' title='When life gives you snow....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/S0Tc9JFerdI/AAAAAAAACs0/p3XhymCun3Q/s72-c/DSCN0049_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8250561968778357315</id><published>2009-12-21T00:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:15:30.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Attidues Inside Are Frightful</title><content type='html'>You know, 2 year-olds are funny little things.&amp;nbsp; For instance, I started this post LAST weekend...a weekend where Taylor went from Angel to Heatmiser in under 2 minutes, 24 times a day.&amp;nbsp; But this weekend, when I finally sat down to load the pictures, I erased everything I had written, because the little bug has been pretty darn awesome all weekend.&amp;nbsp; Sure, we had a couple of Heatmiser episodes, but she was just in a better mood all weekend than last.&amp;nbsp; Which leads to me being in a better mood all weekend as well.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'll only need one coffee tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Right, let's not get cocky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor went to her first Jayhawk basketball game last weekend, and she was great at the game.&amp;nbsp; She's got the Rock Chalk chant down...and is getting pretty close on the special clapping on the second verse of "I'm a Jayhawk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PAV_PWTI/AAAAAAAACrw/5Gw-MmKQ_dk/s1600-h/PC120262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PAV_PWTI/AAAAAAAACrw/5Gw-MmKQ_dk/s320/PC120262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last weekend we decorated cookies my mom had made (I don't like to bake - too many exact measurements needed).&amp;nbsp; I did make the icing, so these bad boys turned out super sweet.&amp;nbsp; Also - I have no idea how much food coloring you are supposed to add, so the colors are VIBRANT!&amp;nbsp; &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/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PMrqNg5I/AAAAAAAACr4/kUB_zwtY5R4/s1600-h/PC130265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PMrqNg5I/AAAAAAAACr4/kUB_zwtY5R4/s320/PC130265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yellow stars...have a little cookie with your icing.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PU0IfsPI/AAAAAAAACsA/EwqcSB4gZ5I/s1600-h/PC130268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PU0IfsPI/AAAAAAAACsA/EwqcSB4gZ5I/s320/PC130268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With the green trees, I decided it was time to put the apron on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PfVElh4I/AAAAAAAACsQ/ZeOa06mx8DU/s1600-h/PC130272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PfVElh4I/AAAAAAAACsQ/ZeOa06mx8DU/s320/PC130272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, let's say Taylor did these too.&amp;nbsp; (They are red gingerbread men...shut it, I am not a good cookie decorator.&amp;nbsp; Ask my mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PadrSjrI/AAAAAAAACsI/XtCHPa4gCe0/s1600-h/PC130269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PadrSjrI/AAAAAAAACsI/XtCHPa4gCe0/s320/PC130269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh there were sprinkles.&amp;nbsp; Were there ever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I guess&amp;nbsp;I did&amp;nbsp;a poor job of explaining the concept of sprinkles&amp;nbsp;on every tree.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PoFpxBJI/AAAAAAAACsY/FTH9TUY7Hhg/s1600-h/PC130270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PoFpxBJI/AAAAAAAACsY/FTH9TUY7Hhg/s320/PC130270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You were just getting ready to ask what Connor did during all of this, weren't you?&amp;nbsp; Well, there was thumb sucking involved, and kicking off of socks.&amp;nbsp; But all of it was done in her favorite place - the BOUNCER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8P3VWfr2I/AAAAAAAACso/sn4zpacJuxc/s1600-h/PC160293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8P3VWfr2I/AAAAAAAACso/sn4zpacJuxc/s320/PC160293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And after all that decorating, we had to take 'a bathtub'.&amp;nbsp; According to Taylor, that's a Santa beard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8Ptaf1yjI/AAAAAAAACsg/0uln1WHbSO8/s1600-h/PC150276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8Ptaf1yjI/AAAAAAAACsg/0uln1WHbSO8/s320/PC150276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Don't forget about me! I smile, I laugh!&amp;nbsp; My hair has the same style as Kate Gosselin!"&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/2406113402797421465-8250561968778357315?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/8250561968778357315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=8250561968778357315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8250561968778357315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8250561968778357315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/12/attidues-inside-are-frightful.html' title='The Attidues Inside Are Frightful'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sy8PAV_PWTI/AAAAAAAACrw/5Gw-MmKQ_dk/s72-c/PC120262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5500799270284342230</id><published>2009-12-09T09:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:53:20.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're good with God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Connor was baptized the weekend after Thanksgiving...here she is with all of her 'parents'. &amp;nbsp;Our good friend Jovy &amp;amp; good friend Steph are her Godparents. &amp;nbsp;We had a big party (that Taylor was STOKED for) at our house afterwards. It was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sx7Ejlis_wI/AAAAAAAACqs/ezHTs8cd8t8/s1600-h/PB280138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sx7Ejlis_wI/AAAAAAAACqs/ezHTs8cd8t8/s320/PB280138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;This is what you bring your kid to eat after Black Friday shopping...she loves the chocolate long john! &amp;nbsp;Please also note her H1N1 tattoo on her right arm...that thing just came off yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sx7CtBrKVVI/AAAAAAAACqk/0UvwhbNH6w4/s1600/PB270118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sx7CtBrKVVI/AAAAAAAACqk/0UvwhbNH6w4/s320/PB270118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;In other news, Connor is officially 3 months old! &amp;nbsp;She's a whopping 11.6 pounds and 23 inches long. &amp;nbsp;Still, not as big as Andy when he was born :)&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/2406113402797421465-5500799270284342230?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5500799270284342230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5500799270284342230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5500799270284342230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5500799270284342230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/12/were-good-with-god.html' title='We&apos;re good with God...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sx7Ejlis_wI/AAAAAAAACqs/ezHTs8cd8t8/s72-c/PB280138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3264601134192386340</id><published>2009-11-08T12:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:05:01.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The quickest update...ever in the whole world.</title><content type='html'>Are all two-year old's overly dramatic?&amp;nbsp; Because we hear 'ever in the whole woooorld' probably once a day...about everything.&amp;nbsp; I don't know where she got it, but it's pretty funny.&amp;nbsp; &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/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcT5es-xHI/AAAAAAAACnA/aUdAjLTmLQ4/s1600-h/PA240037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcT5es-xHI/AAAAAAAACnA/aUdAjLTmLQ4/s320/PA240037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Woot! It's fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUCQS_UTI/AAAAAAAACnI/cOYfHCpsYwc/s1600-h/PA210024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUCQS_UTI/AAAAAAAACnI/cOYfHCpsYwc/s320/PA210024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Connor sleeps.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUJt5_cNI/AAAAAAAACnQ/Y-8-RtnaHoU/s1600-h/PA310053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUJt5_cNI/AAAAAAAACnQ/Y-8-RtnaHoU/s200/PA310053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's parade season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUSHDUz-I/AAAAAAAACnY/qZsTEMQtuRc/s1600-h/PB010061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUSHDUz-I/AAAAAAAACnY/qZsTEMQtuRc/s320/PB010061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two little ladybugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUYOUhnNI/AAAAAAAACng/BY_FrfLPGSc/s1600-h/PB010063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUYOUhnNI/AAAAAAAACng/BY_FrfLPGSc/s320/PB010063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This ladybug sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUkdvCqsI/AAAAAAAACno/WGX4f8dac24/s1600-h/PB010067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUkdvCqsI/AAAAAAAACno/WGX4f8dac24/s320/PB010067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This ladybug prances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUtg8gr4I/AAAAAAAACnw/hDQGVTNiVck/s1600-h/PB040074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcUtg8gr4I/AAAAAAAACnw/hDQGVTNiVck/s320/PB040074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'Playing'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcU3fI5-rI/AAAAAAAACn4/S8oWNuMtUdo/s1600-h/PB050088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcU3fI5-rI/AAAAAAAACn4/S8oWNuMtUdo/s320/PB050088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OOH!&amp;nbsp; SHE SMILES!!&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/2406113402797421465-3264601134192386340?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3264601134192386340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3264601134192386340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3264601134192386340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3264601134192386340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/11/quickest-updateever-in-whole-world.html' title='The quickest update...ever in the whole world.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SvcT5es-xHI/AAAAAAAACnA/aUdAjLTmLQ4/s72-c/PA240037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-6064271555229991576</id><published>2009-10-20T14:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:53:23.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've been working on the alphabet with Taylor,&amp;nbsp;so I'm stuck in alliteration mode.&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;&amp;nbsp; For her birthday, Taylor got the coolest hooded towel from Aunt Steph &amp;amp; Uncle Bryan.&amp;nbsp; Here she is modeling it...and unknowingly doing her best imitation of the 'DinkDinks' from SpaceBalls.&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/_ajICtg-r5vg/St4QhNSmGEI/AAAAAAAACko/_gAZ71SVP5o/s1600-h/P9300235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/St4QhNSmGEI/AAAAAAAACko/_gAZ71SVP5o/s320/P9300235.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Last weekend was Maple Leaf, and Grandma &amp;amp; Papa came up for the day.&amp;nbsp; Grandma and Taylor and I went to the parade while Papa&amp;nbsp;and Connor stayed at home.&amp;nbsp; (Andy was at the KSU football game with Uncle Marc)&amp;nbsp; The only thing we bought at Maple Leaf was this 'Crown' for Taylor.&amp;nbsp; She was&amp;nbsp;a Jayhawk Princess.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/St4Q32CJDrI/AAAAAAAACkw/TFQHwbE6gHY/s1600-h/PA170260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/St4Q32CJDrI/AAAAAAAACkw/TFQHwbE6gHY/s320/PA170260.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;And finally, Sunday evening Taylor decided to apply some of her Dora chapstick.&amp;nbsp; Or all of her Dora chapstick.&amp;nbsp; All over her head.&amp;nbsp; I don't think this picture does the 'coverage' justice.&amp;nbsp; We could have the next Tammy Faye Bakker on our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/St4RBrNBhzI/AAAAAAAACk4/ti8XSPJyFHg/s1600-h/PA180274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/St4RBrNBhzI/AAAAAAAACk4/ti8XSPJyFHg/s320/PA180274.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Oh - I guess since Taylor occasionally calls Connor "Tonnor", I'll post one of the little bug.&amp;nbsp; I can't get the timing of my camera down to capture her smile yet, but this is close.&amp;nbsp; Note that she basically has her pants pulled up to her chin (and lack of neck) in this picture....babies are like old people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/St4TxYR-DYI/AAAAAAAAClA/AISMZmEffyE/s1600-h/Connor+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/St4TxYR-DYI/AAAAAAAAClA/AISMZmEffyE/s320/Connor+004.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-6064271555229991576?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/6064271555229991576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=6064271555229991576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6064271555229991576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6064271555229991576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/10/taylor-tuesday.html' title='Taylor Tuesday'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/St4QhNSmGEI/AAAAAAAACko/_gAZ71SVP5o/s72-c/P9300235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5529289036623712829</id><published>2009-10-13T10:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:37:59.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Punkin' Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsodyIdq6AI/AAAAAAAACjs/5to5-lLOQsk/s1600-h/P9300237.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A couple of weeks ago we went to the local pumpkin patch. (&lt;a href="http://www.schaakespumpkinpatch.com/"&gt;http://www.schaakespumpkinpatch.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;Taylor loved the farm and&amp;nbsp;the hayrack ride, and kept asking what the 'fractor' was doing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Connor was as enthused as usual...you'll see her striking her famous pose below.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsodybMNr8I/AAAAAAAACj0/PDPJxJW1Vbs/s1600-h/PA020238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsodybMNr8I/AAAAAAAACj0/PDPJxJW1Vbs/s320/PA020238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Ssody5ExBrI/AAAAAAAACj8/TXtIZJl5B1s/s1600-h/PA030246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Ssody5ExBrI/AAAAAAAACj8/TXtIZJl5B1s/s320/PA030246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsodzKArGII/AAAAAAAACkE/g85jTA5cJXk/s1600-h/PA030248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsodzKArGII/AAAAAAAACkE/g85jTA5cJXk/s320/PA030248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5529289036623712829?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5529289036623712829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5529289036623712829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5529289036623712829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5529289036623712829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Punkin&apos; Patch'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsodybMNr8I/AAAAAAAACj0/PDPJxJW1Vbs/s72-c/PA020238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1733742927974940836</id><published>2009-09-30T10:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:12:01.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Turns Two!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Taylor's 2nd birthday this past weekend with a family cookout at our house on Sunday. Taylor was SPOILED by everyone...and we have tons of fun stuff to play with now (aka tons of stuff for Mom to clean up!). Andy and I thought it would be a great idea to get her an easel, since she likes to color so much. She loves it, but is a little over zealous with the dry erase markers. We will need to get new carpet in about 60 days at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387299738412046290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOIkaaa19I/AAAAAAAACik/SAzXBJJCwgI/s320/P9270201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387299754434986194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOIlWGlgNI/AAAAAAAACi0/5KZnl3IiclU/s320/P9270206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387299744647785058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOIkxpIqmI/AAAAAAAACis/tyaQCnXhwl4/s320/P9270204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was Taylor's actual birthday, and we tried to make the day just a little different than regular days. We all went to a park and played on the slides and swings for about an hour. Then we went to dinner at McCallister's...one of T's favorite places because they apparently have killer mac 'n cheese. (Their kids' meals are like $2.00 too, which is awesome!) We even had a pink-colored bubble bath when we got home. Yes, I am still trying to get the pink out of the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great couple of days. Both Andy and I went to bed feeling very lucky, and very tired, to have such a fun, sweet little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOJSNc3diI/AAAAAAAACjk/HQv0fnrUpVM/s1600-h/P9280226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387300525206631970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOJSNc3diI/AAAAAAAACjk/HQv0fnrUpVM/s320/P9280226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Connor's experience at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387300516380373378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOJRskhcYI/AAAAAAAACjc/NyoIjNd0sms/s320/P9280222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She loves to swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOJROSoMiI/AAAAAAAACjU/f17zvg3GQTI/s1600-h/P9280218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387300508252254754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOJROSoMiI/AAAAAAAACjU/f17zvg3GQTI/s320/P9280218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOJQuagCNI/AAAAAAAACjM/T1yYAB42UeM/s1600-h/P9280213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387300499695339730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOJQuagCNI/AAAAAAAACjM/T1yYAB42UeM/s320/P9280213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;On the big girl slide (the swirly one).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOImGbDB2I/AAAAAAAACjE/xstYcStEMkU/s1600-h/P9280212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387299767405709154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOImGbDB2I/AAAAAAAACjE/xstYcStEMkU/s320/P9280212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOIlueo7VI/AAAAAAAACi8/9utwzruJIwo/s1600-h/P9280210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387299760978324818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOIlueo7VI/AAAAAAAACi8/9utwzruJIwo/s320/P9280210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No thanks, daddy. I do it by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1733742927974940836?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1733742927974940836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1733742927974940836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1733742927974940836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1733742927974940836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/09/taylor-turns-two.html' title='Taylor Turns Two!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SsOIkaaa19I/AAAAAAAACik/SAzXBJJCwgI/s72-c/P9270201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5872968107368689528</id><published>2009-09-20T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:36:22.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We've made it two weeks now as a family of four...and I won't say it's been all roses. BUT - we are getting the hang of things and all of our adjusting is starting to work out. Taylor really loves Connor, but still struggles with the fact that I'm not available for her all the time anymore. She also is still waking up some evenings when Connor wakes up, and she wants to "hep me". So, we change diapers, make bottles and try and get Connor back to sleep together...in the earliest hours of the morning. It's actually a really sweet gesture, but we sure are tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SrbjfQ2HgbI/AAAAAAAACg4/BbyEuzqtNZs/s1600-h/P9190131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SrbjfQ2HgbI/AAAAAAAACg4/BbyEuzqtNZs/s320/P9190131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Aunt Steph and Uncle Bryan sent Connor a little sister shirt to wear -- we tried to get the girls' picture together, but Connor isn't so good at showing her whole shirt when sitting in Taylor's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Srbjf55R7ZI/AAAAAAAAChA/BqQJWO1B6_g/s1600-h/P9200136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Srbjf55R7ZI/AAAAAAAAChA/BqQJWO1B6_g/s320/P9200136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor engulfed in one of her favorite pastimes...reading cookbooks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383741187591742802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SrbkFfkLpVI/AAAAAAAAChI/bCQvyWD_-8c/s320/P9160130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At Connor's two week appointment, she weighed in at 8lbs 14oz.  And her stinky belly button finally came off!  Everything is great with her, now I will go feed her again and hope to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5872968107368689528?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5872968107368689528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5872968107368689528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5872968107368689528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5872968107368689528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-weeks-later.html' title='Two Weeks Later'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SrbjfQ2HgbI/AAAAAAAACg4/BbyEuzqtNZs/s72-c/P9190131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5016198283330820868</id><published>2009-09-10T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:08:13.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Connor Anne</title><content type='html'>Connor arrived September 3rd, at 9:36 pm. She weighed 8lbs 13 oz and was 21 inches long. She is the easiest baby ever - which is almost scary. When I'm not so tired from her big sister, I will update more about Connor's birth day, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-Hvj64XI/AAAAAAAACgQ/aWSWGDKA-bU/s1600-h/Smilebox_3223155551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380040270106255730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-Hvj64XI/AAAAAAAACgQ/aWSWGDKA-bU/s320/Smilebox_3223155551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-HATD_RI/AAAAAAAACgI/s5mTxYmIAqs/s1600-h/P9030042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380040257419083026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-HATD_RI/AAAAAAAACgI/s5mTxYmIAqs/s320/P9030042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-GqidVNI/AAAAAAAACgA/IHTod4DWrkU/s1600-h/P9030032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380040251578078418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-GqidVNI/AAAAAAAACgA/IHTod4DWrkU/s320/P9030032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-Fj7gIhI/AAAAAAAACf4/Yk1A4_JyrkM/s1600-h/P9030022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380040232624202258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-Fj7gIhI/AAAAAAAACf4/Yk1A4_JyrkM/s320/P9030022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-FHWq7tI/AAAAAAAACfw/UbPhx7bIy64/s1600-h/P9030021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380040224953528018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-FHWq7tI/AAAAAAAACfw/UbPhx7bIy64/s320/P9030021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5016198283330820868?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5016198283330820868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5016198283330820868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5016198283330820868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5016198283330820868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/09/connor-anne.html' title='Connor Anne'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sqm-Hvj64XI/AAAAAAAACgQ/aWSWGDKA-bU/s72-c/Smilebox_3223155551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7560439995037157498</id><published>2009-08-23T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:35:16.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience = not my thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I really don't want to take advantage of Taylor's blog as a place for my complaints...so I will try to be quick. Could this kid come out soon, please? I know I know, I've got 11 days until the actual due date (Sep 3rd). And I am honestly thankful that everything seems to be perfectly fine and healthy in there. But I don't like waddling, I don't like not being able to bend down, and I hate that I can't carry Taylor around or let her sit on my lap. Etc etc etc. I'm done now. AND I refuse to blog until we have baby #2. Enjoy these few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SpIKNb0qThI/AAAAAAAACfA/AYJlxv4-eFU/s1600-h/P7280158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SpIKNb0qThI/AAAAAAAACfA/AYJlxv4-eFU/s320/P7280158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We typically don't take naps on the sofa, but when watching Mary Poppins, one can only stay awake for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SpIKOLWTevI/AAAAAAAACfI/2ymhe-_J0To/s1600-h/P8040163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SpIKOLWTevI/AAAAAAAACfI/2ymhe-_J0To/s320/P8040163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She now 'gets it' when you tell her to smile for the camera. Too bad her mom can't keep her hair out of her eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SpIKOml4GsI/AAAAAAAACfQ/H5kwoBS5usw/s1600-h/P8090279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SpIKOml4GsI/AAAAAAAACfQ/H5kwoBS5usw/s320/P8090279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesing it up before we went swimming last week. Everybody needs a pair of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;over sized&lt;/span&gt; shades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7560439995037157498?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7560439995037157498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7560439995037157498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7560439995037157498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7560439995037157498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/08/patience-not-my-thing.html' title='Patience = not my thing'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SpIKNb0qThI/AAAAAAAACfA/AYJlxv4-eFU/s72-c/P7280158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1847835222193489281</id><published>2009-08-03T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:36:23.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Real Big Girl Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A while ago we moved Taylor to a toddler bed, and it has worked out wonderfully. But as part of the 'transition' to moving her dresser/crib into the new baby room, we now have a new dresser (with mirror!) and REAL twin bed for Miss Taylor to sleep in. And she loves it. We had our first nap in it yesterday. At bedtime, I asked if she would like to sleep in her little bed, and the adamant response was 'No no! - I sleep in my big girl bed.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SncfhMhi8kI/AAAAAAAACWg/XVxM6Zq8qZk/s1600-h/IMG00086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SncfhMhi8kI/AAAAAAAACWg/XVxM6Zq8qZk/s320/IMG00086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365792136193307202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She looks so little!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1847835222193489281?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1847835222193489281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1847835222193489281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1847835222193489281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1847835222193489281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/08/real-big-girl-bed.html' title='A Real Big Girl Bed'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SncfhMhi8kI/AAAAAAAACWg/XVxM6Zq8qZk/s72-c/IMG00086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8577411416896424540</id><published>2009-07-23T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:49:55.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What? People actually check this??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been told to update this with some more recent pictures. Hold on to your hats....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkk1f-GssI/AAAAAAAACRY/cNnAPPpQc6o/s1600-h/P6130082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkk1f-GssI/AAAAAAAACRY/cNnAPPpQc6o/s320/P6130082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cousin Molly's wedding in Springfield. My, I've put on a bit of weight...right in that trouble tummy spot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkk1gOiKwI/AAAAAAAACRg/rqw4tgDxcNQ/s1600-h/P7040088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkk1gOiKwI/AAAAAAAACRg/rqw4tgDxcNQ/s320/P7040088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We went to Minneapolis to visit Jeremy, Heidi and Kaleb for the Fourth of July. Taylor thinks Kaleb is the coolest. She loved playing in the park, and in the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkk2O3mRpI/AAAAAAAACRo/tX4AKrXPbSg/s1600-h/P7040092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkk2O3mRpI/AAAAAAAACRo/tX4AKrXPbSg/s320/P7040092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you've been around Taylor for more than 20 minutes, she will let you know that she likes to "Fwing". Oh, you don't understand 2-year-old? Fwing = Swing. She also likes Fwimming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkk2aai5TI/AAAAAAAACRw/PrpfVOIl03g/s1600-h/P7040101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkk2aai5TI/AAAAAAAACRw/PrpfVOIl03g/s320/P7040101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kaleb looking a little apprehensive about sitting in a turtle. I don't blame him; this is an odd situation to find yourself in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361866026228920866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SmksvhKcMiI/AAAAAAAACTk/X9gEHZhraCA/s320/P7040113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone's happy jumping up and down on the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361860570364333042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smknx8e9S_I/AAAAAAAACSA/0vJyKRWTCHs/s320/P7040122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cool...3-d glasses at the science museum. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361860585608342578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkny1RabDI/AAAAAAAACSQ/7cU_mZyOlMA/s320/P7040125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Downtown Minneapolis waiting for the fireworks to start. They were amazing, and the kids behaved like champs. Taylor's reaction to the big fireworks...."oooooh-- HI!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andy and I just got back from a weekend in Philadelphia. The major purpose of the trip was to attend a wedding, but we snuck in some fun sightseeing and some actual SLEEP :) If you would like to see the pictures...click on this link :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/megan.meinen/Summer09?authkey=Gv1sRgCNeAocnii_eTwwE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SmksFEo0OCE/AAAAAAAACTg/qd-4cOpVB24/s160-c/Summer09.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/megan.meinen/Summer09?authkey=Gv1sRgCNeAocnii_eTwwE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-8577411416896424540?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/8577411416896424540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=8577411416896424540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8577411416896424540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8577411416896424540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-people-actually-check-this.html' title='What? People actually check this??'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Smkk1f-GssI/AAAAAAAACRY/cNnAPPpQc6o/s72-c/P6130082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-6193332035982197673</id><published>2009-06-04T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:33:59.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Month of May</title><content type='html'>Weekend 1: &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cleaned our house and worked on our bathroom remodel project.  What a mess...when it's painted, I'll post a new picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend 2:&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Lisa &amp;amp; Uncle Jake's Wedding Weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343526063558690946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SigEpMJ1CII/AAAAAAAACOI/X7_FV-Dfbvc/s320/4724_113966236232_537406232_3070251_7384971_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weekend 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda's Graduation Party&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343526063233503042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SigEpK8TD0I/AAAAAAAACOQ/lCd4nbEk79s/s320/P5150013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Royals Game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343526064870202146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SigEpRChGyI/AAAAAAAACOY/Z6hEvS-iHtI/s320/P5170017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weekend 4:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memorial Day Weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343526072141491810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SigEpsIILmI/AAAAAAAACOg/7k8JwoX674M/s320/P5180019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weekend 5:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B's Wedding in Beloit, and visiting the World's Largest Ball of Twine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343526075559517714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SigEp43DHhI/AAAAAAAACOo/n_GOPOlOmos/s320/P5300068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it's June...and it starts all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-6193332035982197673?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/6193332035982197673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=6193332035982197673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6193332035982197673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6193332035982197673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/06/month-of-may.html' title='The Month of May'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SigEpMJ1CII/AAAAAAAACOI/X7_FV-Dfbvc/s72-c/4724_113966236232_537406232_3070251_7384971_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1739951865319696459</id><published>2009-05-14T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:33:11.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This face means....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SgzYPqp0X2I/AAAAAAAACIM/7qiEtTiYIrI/s1600-h/P5090012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SgzYPqp0X2I/AAAAAAAACIM/7qiEtTiYIrI/s320/P5090012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;a) This is how I smile for pictures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;b) I just said "What's that?" for the 300th time and am laughing at my mom and dad for answering the question again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;c)  I bite the kids at daycare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;d) I'm going to be a big sister in about 16 weeks, and I'm laughing because my mom and dad are crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Oh...yes, the answer is all of the above.   By the way, if anyone has any name ideas for another girl, we are open to suggestions.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1739951865319696459?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1739951865319696459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1739951865319696459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1739951865319696459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1739951865319696459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='This face means....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SgzYPqp0X2I/AAAAAAAACIM/7qiEtTiYIrI/s72-c/P5090012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8512078076531628318</id><published>2009-04-21T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:48:25.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter was two weeks ago? Whatever...here are some pictures from when we tried to decorate eggs. You can see that Taylor doesn't really get the concept of NOT smashing the eggs, not putting your entire hand into the egg-color, etc. We colored 12 eggs, but ended up with 10 in the crate - 8 that we were able to actually use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327338638960030834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Se6CREVs9HI/AAAAAAAACGE/mCRY6mXHNYg/s320/P4100389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is actually an egg in her hand, you just can't tell because it was squished. It's part of Taylor's new game -- she hides something under her leg or in her hand and says 'Where go?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327338642607926850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Se6CRR7bbkI/AAAAAAAACGM/4ILNOR2VtwQ/s320/P4100391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is what happens when you tell the child that the egg is edible and she can eat it. Except this is actually what happens AFTER she discovers how disgusting a plain hard boiled egg tastes...she's pulling it back out of her mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327338648373628370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Se6CRnaFDdI/AAAAAAAACGU/IFRnXElmfJM/s320/P4140400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ooh - the finished eggs. Orange had a weak showing this year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In other pictures:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327340429024247218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Se6D5Q2RPbI/AAAAAAAACGc/NNYYmKShjrA/s320/P4100394.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had piano lessons....it's actually pretty decent form for an 18 month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327340436854592034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Se6D5uBK0iI/AAAAAAAACGk/RRpFv04iBxw/s320/P4020383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yoko Ono, Yoko Ono Oh-Yes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-8512078076531628318?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/8512078076531628318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=8512078076531628318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8512078076531628318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8512078076531628318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Se6CREVs9HI/AAAAAAAACGE/mCRY6mXHNYg/s72-c/P4100389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-2873274012632695925</id><published>2009-04-06T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:28:32.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Goodness For Grandmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Many thanks to my mom for sending me some pictures.  I really need to organize myself...until then I'll post these pictures from a few weeks ago.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpGOP2fN5I/AAAAAAAACFE/ERghZFuTGAI/s1600-h/101_0789.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpGOP2fN5I/AAAAAAAACFE/ERghZFuTGAI/s320/101_0789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321643120278845330" style="text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpGN2C6DWI/AAAAAAAACE8/zkealq8hPFY/s1600-h/101_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpGN2C6DWI/AAAAAAAACE8/zkealq8hPFY/s320/101_0791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321643113351613794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpGNmL5ZNI/AAAAAAAACE0/ff3VF8eF688/s1600-h/101_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpGNmL5ZNI/AAAAAAAACE0/ff3VF8eF688/s320/101_0794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321643109094352082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpEEuv3CVI/AAAAAAAACEs/xt9bYBCL9Ws/s1600-h/000_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpEEuv3CVI/AAAAAAAACEs/xt9bYBCL9Ws/s320/000_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321640757750597970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to El Dorado to visit this weekend, and mom and I dragged Taylor through the mall for a little retail therapy and a quick photo session at Penney's.  Really, after a shortened nap and four hours shopping, T did a pretty good job - only 1 or 2 small meltdowns.  Not shockingly, she was great during the photos....because she is such a cheeseball.  Clearly, something she inherited from her father.  She passed out in the car about 2 minutes after we loaded her in the car seat: one hand grasping her drink and the other her book...mouth open and drooling.  Again - she is her father's daughter.  Proof:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpIZmOtLDI/AAAAAAAACFM/EhTdNtpl74A/s1600-h/101_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpIZmOtLDI/AAAAAAAACFM/EhTdNtpl74A/s320/101_0800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321645514287819826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we were home last night - Taylor figured out how to barricade herself in the bathroom.  She shut the door, and then pulled open the vanity drawers and was playing with her hair things, leaving only 1/2 inch of space to open the door from the outside.  Andy mangled a wire hanger to try and reach in and push the drawer shut-- Taylor just grabbed the end and played with it.  Finally, after what seemed like 30 hours of pleading with her, she closed the drawer.  It was probably only 5 minutes, but I swear....not the way to end a tiring day of travel.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-2873274012632695925?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/2873274012632695925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=2873274012632695925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2873274012632695925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2873274012632695925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-goodness-for-grandmas.html' title='Thank Goodness For Grandmas'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SdpGOP2fN5I/AAAAAAAACFE/ERghZFuTGAI/s72-c/101_0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8575931271084668270</id><published>2009-03-23T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:25:55.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hop Hop Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5699640443fd916c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-4160372557790749469</id><published>2009-03-11T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:09:28.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you had to walk a mile in these shoes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It's been a while since I've updated, and mostly that is because I have completely forgotten to take pictures.  We had friends over, and I didn't take a picture.  Taylor got a new tooth, and I have no pictures.  We had nice weather and were able to play outside, and I have nothing to document that it was actually nice last week.  Even worse, we went to a luncheon for my Dad - he got a really cool award, and I didn't have my camera! (By the way, he's the Kansas State Special Education Administrator of the Year - just so ya know ;-) )  I did take a few of Taylor doing one of her new favorite things -- putting on Andy &amp;amp; my footwear. This probably wouldn't happen if we would put our shoes in the closet like they should be, but nay...that's not near as exciting as seeing your daughter fall flat on her face with your 3 inch heels on the wrong feet.  Here she is sporting the 'out-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doorsy&lt;/span&gt;' look...or the logger.  Or the hick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sbh856clInI/AAAAAAAACDo/b-Uo1b-g5jg/s1600-h/P2210352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sbh856clInI/AAAAAAAACDo/b-Uo1b-g5jg/s320/P2210352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Please don't ask me what's going on with her hair.  It's a lot like her mom's....it has a mind of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sbh86JaPTKI/AAAAAAAACDw/f0Ia3qn32UA/s1600-h/P3070370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sbh86JaPTKI/AAAAAAAACDw/f0Ia3qn32UA/s320/P3070370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The only other picture I had on my camera was of Miss T being super sleepy and looking kind of innocent.  Perhaps that's why I took the picture -- the days where she isn't being mischievous are so few and far between.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-4160372557790749469?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/4160372557790749469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=4160372557790749469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4160372557790749469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4160372557790749469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-you-had-to-walk-mile-in-these-shoes.html' title='If you had to walk a mile in these shoes...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/Sbh856clInI/AAAAAAAACDo/b-Uo1b-g5jg/s72-c/P2210352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7268246805981773818</id><published>2009-02-17T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:58:28.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuEuCgupuI/AAAAAAAACC4/vrOQVasgpKo/s1600-h/P1310333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuEuCgupuI/AAAAAAAACC4/vrOQVasgpKo/s320/P1310333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so going to need braces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuEuEkF7OI/AAAAAAAACDA/C2Pf-lt_aQQ/s1600-h/P2050347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuEuEkF7OI/AAAAAAAACDA/C2Pf-lt_aQQ/s320/P2050347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a goofball at dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuEub88gCI/AAAAAAAACDI/nzK8gm7UXRs/s1600-h/P1310339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuEub88gCI/AAAAAAAACDI/nzK8gm7UXRs/s320/P1310339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Ellie taught Taylor how to fist bump. Obviously, this picture is not of the fist bump, but of Taylor noticing that Ellie DOES have a nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuEuZFBt7I/AAAAAAAACDQ/4fpK5JP92B0/s1600-h/P2050348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuEuZFBt7I/AAAAAAAACDQ/4fpK5JP92B0/s320/P2050348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a monkey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303980061137160530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuFw4_VyVI/AAAAAAAACDY/ZdbkRK1UWf0/s320/P1310340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She is big into giving hugs now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Taylor, not Ellie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303980068002457714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuFxSkJ6HI/AAAAAAAACDg/oqU-P_Ucef0/s320/P2030346.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Enjoying yogurt in a tube. I think that is the most disgusting thing ever...yogurt should require a spoon. Of course, I don't eat the part of yogurt that gets on the bottom of the little foil lid either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7268246805981773818?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7268246805981773818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7268246805981773818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7268246805981773818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7268246805981773818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-pictures.html' title='Oh, pictures'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SZuEuCgupuI/AAAAAAAACC4/vrOQVasgpKo/s72-c/P1310333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-9060348368731445946</id><published>2009-02-10T12:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:30:33.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You give me fever....</title><content type='html'>103 Degree fever, to be exact.  I think it's the first time Taylor has had a fever that we've known about.  But, the ear infections and chest congestion are gone!  She's at home today with her dad, and of course, I've been checking in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt;.  We had a rough evening last night, and according to the doctor, we'll probably have a couple more.  The only thing we can do for this 'viral fever' is to give her a dose of infant ibuprofen to help drop the fever and ease her pain.  Tonight we'll add some pictures to this post -- sorry about that.  I promise to get back in the habit soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-9060348368731445946?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/9060348368731445946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=9060348368731445946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9060348368731445946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9060348368731445946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-give-me-fever.html' title='You give me fever....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5181367360660378656</id><published>2009-01-25T16:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:52:00.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Be the change....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Inspired by the inauguration of Barack Obama, I felt it was time we changed what had been driving us (and so many vocal others) crazy.  Yes, I cut Taylor's hair.  Yes, that means she is no longer queen of "Hockey Hair" and no longer can be called "Miss Mullet".  However, before you ask why, I did not cut the front.  I do not want her to have bangs, and cutting the front would equal just that.  It's not a huge difference, but you can definitely tell the difference! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SXztDtkpitI/AAAAAAAACCQ/KTKPAL89fNw/s1600-h/P1060201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SXztDtkpitI/AAAAAAAACCQ/KTKPAL89fNw/s320/P1060201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petting the Pony that Santa brought.  She likes to ride it, but it causes her father and I to do a lot of work to make it 'go'.  Her legs aren't quite long enough to propel herself yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SXztDn9B16I/AAAAAAAACCY/ooYrRIkPw0E/s1600-h/P1060208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SXztDn9B16I/AAAAAAAACCY/ooYrRIkPw0E/s320/P1060208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also increasingly hard to take her picture while she's standing still. OH, that's right - that's because she doesn't exactly do that.  Little busy body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SXztDsfBxZI/AAAAAAAACCg/fmsw1edz9N0/s1600-h/P1200320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SXztDsfBxZI/AAAAAAAACCg/fmsw1edz9N0/s320/P1200320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila.  Short hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SXztEKuwELI/AAAAAAAACCo/2E4W-aU8kQA/s1600-h/P1200313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SXztEKuwELI/AAAAAAAACCo/2E4W-aU8kQA/s320/P1200313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dig that she likes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;.  Hopefully she'll be able to use some of her extra energy to help clean up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5181367360660378656?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5181367360660378656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5181367360660378656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5181367360660378656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5181367360660378656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/01/be-change.html' title='Be the change....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SXztDtkpitI/AAAAAAAACCQ/KTKPAL89fNw/s72-c/P1060201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3418092848194358708</id><published>2009-01-08T21:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:29:25.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're back....</title><content type='html'>Let's start back in mid December. We did some Christmas baking and decorating. Taylor fancied up the season with her favorite beads....and some bedhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289137368606712034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbKaegMIOI/AAAAAAAACAQ/Q3JRYlRL4ss/s320/PC140115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289138372239926482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbLU5U_pNI/AAAAAAAACAo/qaVT1rEswPA/s320/PC210153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; helpful in the kitchen. Here she has on the oven mitts, after having pulled out the dishtowels. You can see Huck was helping as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289137355712754450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbKZueB8xI/AAAAAAAACAA/VB6bJUsMuKw/s320/PC200141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, my cousin Samantha got married. It was freezing cold, but a really beautiful service and my cousin made a gorgeous bride. Taylor had to change to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; at the reception...she was not up partying like her Mom &amp;amp; Dad that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289137358933150226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbKZ6d1ShI/AAAAAAAACAI/y7lC66yEAwI/s320/PC240164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning, Santa came and brought an action-packed rocking horse. He even brought some peek-a-boo books that Andy was directed to read right then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbLVRWdSEI/AAAAAAAACAw/mnx60V2RrK8/s1600-h/PC250170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289138378688514114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbLVRWdSEI/AAAAAAAACAw/mnx60V2RrK8/s320/PC250170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor got to play with her favorite cousin Kaleb....Gosh, do you think they have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Meinen&lt;/span&gt; Cheeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289137344913746946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbKZGPWLAI/AAAAAAAAB_4/fwjCEn8IhX4/s320/P1010186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor stayed with my parents the week following Christmas. They took her to Pratt on New Years Eve and she got to meet my old kitty Kelsey! T loved her, and if you ever met Kelsey, you know how much she loved T back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbLUFNyj-I/AAAAAAAACAg/j6pDmyI4ERM/s1600-h/P1010188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289138358251065314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbLUFNyj-I/AAAAAAAACAg/j6pDmyI4ERM/s320/P1010188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Working on her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;glutes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbLT3kJ8jI/AAAAAAAACAY/GY5zTgdsQek/s1600-h/P1020191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289138354586776114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbLT3kJ8jI/AAAAAAAACAY/GY5zTgdsQek/s320/P1020191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to another amazing wedding on the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;, and Taylor was quite chatty. As the wedding party exited the sanctuary, Taylor waved and said (loudly) "BYE!" to each one of them. Amusing to the people around us, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; to her parents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm headed to Ohio on Sunday for work, so I doubt any updating will occur. I come home on Friday evening, and I'm sure the laundry will be done, the kitchen will be cleaned, the bathroom spotless, and the floors swept. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-3418092848194358708?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3418092848194358708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3418092848194358708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3418092848194358708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3418092848194358708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-were-back.html' title='And we&apos;re back....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SWbKaegMIOI/AAAAAAAACAQ/Q3JRYlRL4ss/s72-c/PC140115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-2485444032286988357</id><published>2008-12-29T09:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:54:28.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost &amp; Found....</title><content type='html'>The delay in updated pictures is due to my loss of the camera cable.  I'm pretty sure I let Taylor play with it the last time we uploaded our pictures, and it is probably wrapped around some baby dolls' head somewhere.  I'll finish cleaning the living room tonight and hopefully find it -- however I'm now thinking I've left the camera at my parent's house from Christmas.  Hmmm...&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully everyone had a great holiday, and is either still enjoying time off or is non-working like I am right now.  I have an old picture of T from last Christmas here at work, so I'll post that.  That should get us by until we find the cable, the camera, and our minds ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SVjyNqGP-UI/AAAAAAAAB-I/R1GaZuYTgEA/s320/PC230208.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285240479172000066" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-2485444032286988357?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/2485444032286988357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=2485444032286988357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2485444032286988357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2485444032286988357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost-found.html' title='Lost &amp; Found....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SVjyNqGP-UI/AAAAAAAAB-I/R1GaZuYTgEA/s72-c/PC230208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-9200796023140405749</id><published>2008-12-15T12:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:45:37.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Scene: Saturday, Downtown Lawrence -- Attempting to sit with Santa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor: "No no no no"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "It's ok T, it's fine. Just sit on his knee for a minute. Santa is nice!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor: "wahhh wahhhh waaaahhh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa: "Oh, no no- don't make her sit! Mom, you sit with me instead, and she'll think it's ok"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Uh, I am not sitting on your 70 year old lap! I'll break you! Taylor, just sit..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor: "Wahhhh wahhh waaaah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--*Snap*--Picture Accomplished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa: (&lt;em&gt;as I pick up a crying Taylor, with snot flying everywhere)&lt;/em&gt; "I didn't make you do it! Remember, it was your mom! Your mom is the one that made you sit!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it like this for every one year old who is an hour behind on their nap? Maybe we'll do better next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280089762473072754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SUalqfJiWHI/AAAAAAAABnY/hj0L-utujS0/s320/santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-9200796023140405749?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/9200796023140405749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=9200796023140405749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9200796023140405749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/9200796023140405749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn-santa.html' title='Damn Santa'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SUalqfJiWHI/AAAAAAAABnY/hj0L-utujS0/s72-c/santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8589101384595131724</id><published>2008-12-07T22:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T08:52:51.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl Wants to Potty All the Time...</title><content type='html'>Taylor has more new vocabulary words, a few of them: apple, banana, and potty. She correctly identifies banana and potty, apple is just randomly sprinkled in every 'conversation' we have. We'll work on that one....because repeating "Apple" over and over again tends to lose it's effect unless you are shopping for a new computer, or you are playing with Gwyneth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Paltrow's&lt;/span&gt; daughter. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the potty thing...we aren't pushing potty training, trust me. I've read over and over (and even Dr. Spock agrees) not to try potty training too early, that it will only backfire and lead to breakdowns and ultimately to a unresolved desire to overachieve as a teenager. Blah blah blah. Whatever. This just happened, we didn't DO anything.  We simply talk about the potty, Taylor identifies it, and now will occasionally go sit on her little potty. She even knows the difference between the noun potty and the verb potty; the other day while getting ready for her bath, Taylor was standing in the bathroom-pointing at the potty. She said "Potty?", and I responded "Yes, the potty. Do you want to sit on the potty before your bath?". Again, Taylor said "Potty", this time as a statement, not question. She thus proceeded to pee while standing up, right on the tile floor. Perhaps we should have invested in a floor drain, or a urinal.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277284977917554018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STyuuidH7WI/AAAAAAAABmU/ZAI4rmr4Bzo/s320/PC050073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277284984547256706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STyuu7JxKYI/AAAAAAAABmc/Y7Fng3sIsCA/s320/PC050075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-8589101384595131724?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/8589101384595131724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=8589101384595131724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8589101384595131724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8589101384595131724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-girl-wants-to-potty-all-time.html' title='My Girl Wants to Potty All the Time...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STyuuidH7WI/AAAAAAAABmU/ZAI4rmr4Bzo/s72-c/PC050073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-4987644004989404719</id><published>2008-11-30T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:29:50.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long, long weekends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Having four consecutive days off is the bees knees. It gives one plenty of time to lounge around in their pajamas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STLvbeALmdI/AAAAAAAABkk/h6tBLf03KpY/s1600-h/PB070040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STLvbeALmdI/AAAAAAAABkk/h6tBLf03KpY/s320/PB070040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STLvbt_uCbI/AAAAAAAABks/ch_lDorgvzc/s1600-h/PB070041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STLvbt_uCbI/AAAAAAAABks/ch_lDorgvzc/s320/PB070041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Where's Taylor? (Seriously, I saw this picture on my camera and could not figure out why I had a pic of the high chair.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STLvb1O3EdI/AAAAAAAABk0/SlNSK2-cyGk/s1600-h/PB260048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STLvb1O3EdI/AAAAAAAABk0/SlNSK2-cyGk/s320/PB260048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;We were in El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dorado&lt;/span&gt; on Thanksgiving Day. Taylor "helped" Gram with the cooking. She did not help clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STLvcNx1JrI/AAAAAAAABk8/uqZOqNlY4n4/s1600-h/PB270049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STLvcNx1JrI/AAAAAAAABk8/uqZOqNlY4n4/s320/PB270049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Taylor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cruisin&lt;/span&gt;' in her car at Gram &amp;amp; Papa's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274579488755174850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STMSGV7QTcI/AAAAAAAABlE/0CviPkEBEfU/s320/PB290061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Taylor, playing the piano and singing.   She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;serenading&lt;/span&gt; me with "White Christmas" while I unpacked our Christmas decorations.   The decorating process is underway, which has been quite an experience with a 14 month old.    I'm not sure how much decorating actually is getting done, but I do know that between the 4 of us (Huck included)  we broke 7 ornaments last night.  The decor is definitely going to be minimilized this year...in order to save my sanity.  Pictures hopefully soon....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-4987644004989404719?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/4987644004989404719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=4987644004989404719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4987644004989404719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4987644004989404719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-long-weekends.html' title='Long, long weekends...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/STLvbeALmdI/AAAAAAAABkk/h6tBLf03KpY/s72-c/PB070040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1121258499675873520</id><published>2008-11-16T20:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:55:38.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Way back in '08...</title><content type='html'>My grandma used to make references to really rough times, saying "we didn't have a pot to piss in". Thankfully, we still have the pot, at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SSDb2YkcblI/AAAAAAAABi0/rlPy-LOOJTg/s1600-h/PA180294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269453291378208338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SSDb2YkcblI/AAAAAAAABi0/rlPy-LOOJTg/s320/PA180294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please note that we usually don't let our child put her diaper-only butt on a pot - but it was abnormally warm this day and we had to strip off her little jeans so she would stop sweating.  It's in her genes to be sweaty.  Also, notice that she is somehow sitting on the handle, and not tipping this pan over.  That has got to be a talent worth something...&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/2406113402797421465-1121258499675873520?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1121258499675873520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1121258499675873520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1121258499675873520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1121258499675873520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/11/way-back-in-08.html' title='Way back in &apos;08...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SSDb2YkcblI/AAAAAAAABi0/rlPy-LOOJTg/s72-c/PA180294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-2666026958030179904</id><published>2008-11-10T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:55:49.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Jayhawk Curriculm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SRkCQ2bC1vI/AAAAAAAABeM/nPPTbgU-lcg/s1600-h/PB010012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SRkCQ2bC1vI/AAAAAAAABeM/nPPTbgU-lcg/s320/PB010012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks' reading- Three Blind Mice (upside down)&lt;br /&gt;Next week- Basketball: Its Origin and Development by Dr. James Naismith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SRkCQyzgsTI/AAAAAAAABeU/O0KFLKFIj_E/s1600-h/PB010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SRkCQyzgsTI/AAAAAAAABeU/O0KFLKFIj_E/s320/PB010006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she plans on being a cheerleader, she most likely will be a base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SRkCRIl4y_I/AAAAAAAABec/20eb6yX_QK4/s1600-h/PB010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SRkCRIl4y_I/AAAAAAAABec/20eb6yX_QK4/s320/PB010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is NOT warm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-2666026958030179904?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/2666026958030179904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=2666026958030179904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2666026958030179904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2666026958030179904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-jayhawk-curriculm.html' title='Early Jayhawk Curriculm'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SRkCQ2bC1vI/AAAAAAAABeM/nPPTbgU-lcg/s72-c/PB010012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-4031130730051579326</id><published>2008-11-03T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:54:57.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween...&amp; a two week catch-up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think Halloween is the best holiday, and cannot wait to take Taylor trick-or-treating. We, as usual, had a big goose-egg turnout for trick-or-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;treaters&lt;/span&gt;, but fortunately for me, the whole family got to dress up this year....as three of the characters from The Wizard of Oz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SQ--f8GLxhI/AAAAAAAABdU/ioCXkK9yeUA/s1600-h/PB020019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SQ--f8GLxhI/AAAAAAAABdU/ioCXkK9yeUA/s320/PB020019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;The Cowardly Lion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264636844019014258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SQ-_UP8v2nI/AAAAAAAABds/XgzmtmNRZa0/s320/PA310320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dorothy, The Scarecrow &amp;amp; The Cowardly Lion. OH, you think that's hot? You should have seen his socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Old News:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Two weeks ago, Taylor and I went to Ark City for world-famous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Arkalalah&lt;/span&gt;. Taylor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed the parade, as seen here while she was sitting with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SQ--gLTKzCI/AAAAAAAABdk/MzEUlTyvOXE/s1600-h/PA250303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SQ--gLTKzCI/AAAAAAAABdk/MzEUlTyvOXE/s320/PA250303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We did get to enjoy the traditional food of the pancake feed, chicken &amp;amp; noodles, and I got my roasted ear of corn. I could probably live on roasted corn and Dr. Pepper. But my complexion would quickly look like Pizza the Hut(sorry for the obscure &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Spaceballs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; reference). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;- we had a great time, and look forward to many years of Shriner's, candy, and two hour parades. We also witnessed timeless parade entries....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264641426941713938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SQ_DfAqqnhI/AAAAAAAABd0/q-g8eV86sG0/s320/PA250298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Every parade needs a very pregnant woman bouncing up and down on the back of a tractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264641436502911746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SQ_DfkSO6wI/AAAAAAAABd8/scuCJAqIXok/s320/PA250297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If you can't read this, this float says "Jesus es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Camino&lt;/span&gt;". It's not supposed to be as funny as I think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264641441330210466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SQ_Df2RJpqI/AAAAAAAABeE/PgcI1DH2p98/s320/PA270305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just to prove that she still does look like her dad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally - if you haven't done so already, VOTE TOMORROW! I'd appreciate it if you'd vote for Barack, but even if not, get out and be part of democracy. And then wave your stars and stripes flag while you whistle Lee Greenwood's "Proud to be an American" (you are welcome for getting that in your head). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-4031130730051579326?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/4031130730051579326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=4031130730051579326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4031130730051579326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/4031130730051579326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween-two-week-catch-up.html' title='Happy Halloween...&amp; a two week catch-up!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SQ--f8GLxhI/AAAAAAAABdU/ioCXkK9yeUA/s72-c/PB020019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-1541710300233945467</id><published>2008-10-14T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:14:08.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you bring your Canadian Tuxedo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SPVf_1jX90I/AAAAAAAABXE/x-wheoJqAEA/s1600-h/PA130289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SPVf_1jX90I/AAAAAAAABXE/x-wheoJqAEA/s320/PA130289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to Denim Dan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-1541710300233945467?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/1541710300233945467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=1541710300233945467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1541710300233945467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/1541710300233945467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-you-bring-your-canadian-tuxedo.html' title='Did you bring your Canadian Tuxedo?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SPVf_1jX90I/AAAAAAAABXE/x-wheoJqAEA/s72-c/PA130289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7387208977207756912</id><published>2008-10-07T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:55:24.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick as a dog....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 ear infections&lt;br /&gt;1 respiratory infection&lt;br /&gt;1 probably diagnosis of strep throat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep - that's my daughter. Other than the fact that she wakes up and sounds like she's smoked 3 packs a day for the last 30 years, and she can't sleep laying down...she is great. Do these pictures look like a child who is ill?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOwSOXBnIsI/AAAAAAAABWE/xTDt5PCsTy8/s1600-h/P9300248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254594903142769346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOwSOXBnIsI/AAAAAAAABWE/xTDt5PCsTy8/s320/P9300248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOwSOpmtICI/AAAAAAAABWM/PzU4XJ6T0_k/s1600-h/P9300253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254594908130189346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOwSOpmtICI/AAAAAAAABWM/PzU4XJ6T0_k/s320/P9300253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOwSO9ASSnI/AAAAAAAABWU/HDWi7S4xN-A/s1600-h/P9300255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254594913337756274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOwSO9ASSnI/AAAAAAAABWU/HDWi7S4xN-A/s320/P9300255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOwSO_Ck0gI/AAAAAAAABWc/PfYeJ3PbUUY/s1600-h/PA040272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254594913884230146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOwSO_Ck0gI/AAAAAAAABWc/PfYeJ3PbUUY/s320/PA040272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This season's hot gift: Baby in a Box.  Or, it could be the next SNL skit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7387208977207756912?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7387208977207756912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7387208977207756912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7387208977207756912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7387208977207756912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick-as-dog.html' title='Sick as a dog....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOwSOXBnIsI/AAAAAAAABWE/xTDt5PCsTy8/s72-c/P9300248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7257108743245018356</id><published>2008-10-04T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T14:49:28.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have your cake....</title><content type='html'>So, you've been dying to see Taylor eat her birthday cake? AND you've been wanting to hear everyone sing Happy Birthday?  Well, ok.  Enjoy the two videos below.  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TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOQ3jBWZTOI/AAAAAAAABVk/ddrO-dfLRyU/s1600-h/P9270237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOQ3jBWZTOI/AAAAAAAABVk/ddrO-dfLRyU/s320/P9270237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOQ3jXhysJI/AAAAAAAABVs/j25Yrq-4lT4/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOQ3jXhysJI/AAAAAAAABVs/j25Yrq-4lT4/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOQ3jb55vvI/AAAAAAAABV0/6k3L6VCHwZc/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOQ3jb55vvI/AAAAAAAABV0/6k3L6VCHwZc/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOQ3jdYcEUI/AAAAAAAABV8/IJuYucv8nFk/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOQ3jdYcEUI/AAAAAAAABV8/IJuYucv8nFk/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-799050228745528822?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/799050228745528822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=799050228745528822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/799050228745528822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/799050228745528822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-fiesta.html' title='More Fiesta....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOQ3jBWZTOI/AAAAAAAABVk/ddrO-dfLRyU/s72-c/P9270237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-2955281938158507447</id><published>2008-09-29T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:04:50.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta de Taylor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Happy 1st Birthday, Taylor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOEm0P9O6II/AAAAAAAABU4/yw64PYIZqCE/s1600-h/P9270231.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOEm0P9O6II/AAAAAAAABU4/yw64PYIZqCE/s320/P9270231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held a fiesta in honor of Taylor's birthday, complete with Pinata, Taco Bar, Margaritas &amp;amp; Coronas...Taylor loves her Corona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-2955281938158507447?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/2955281938158507447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=2955281938158507447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2955281938158507447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2955281938158507447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/09/fiesta-de-taylor.html' title='Fiesta de Taylor!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SOEm0P9O6II/AAAAAAAABU4/yw64PYIZqCE/s72-c/P9270231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3725664631653230395</id><published>2008-09-23T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:01:20.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SNmtgBFgDFI/AAAAAAAABUU/wlFo9YYZ8wg/s1600-h/P9140230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SNmtgBFgDFI/AAAAAAAABUU/wlFo9YYZ8wg/s320/P9140230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Is turning 1 in less than 7 days&lt;br /&gt;B) Can properly say Elmo when she sees him&lt;br /&gt;C) Had her first glass of REAL milk today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) Took her first steps on her own tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the places she'll go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-3725664631653230395?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3725664631653230395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3725664631653230395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3725664631653230395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3725664631653230395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-girl.html' title='This Girl...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SNmtgBFgDFI/AAAAAAAABUU/wlFo9YYZ8wg/s72-c/P9140230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-6223441230388811579</id><published>2008-09-11T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:16:58.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMneLEQBsFI/AAAAAAAABUE/VfgNY0D60OY/s1600-h/P9030217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMneLEQBsFI/AAAAAAAABUE/VfgNY0D60OY/s320/P9030217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My what a large noggin you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMneLTgf2hI/AAAAAAAABUM/bApDm_JHe3M/s1600-h/P9090226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMneLTgf2hI/AAAAAAAABUM/bApDm_JHe3M/s320/P9090226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's either the angle of my camera or the leggings that aren't flattering for baby legs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-6223441230388811579?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/6223441230388811579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=6223441230388811579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6223441230388811579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/6223441230388811579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/09/poor-photography.html' title='Poor Photography'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMneLEQBsFI/AAAAAAAABUE/VfgNY0D60OY/s72-c/P9030217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-278428951986069827</id><published>2008-09-04T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:32:53.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little BLUE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it funny how a shortened work week can seem like the longest actual week in history? Maybe it's the amount of work to get done in a shorter time, maybe it's the weather, or maybe it is the damn Republican National Convention.  I could go on and on about that, but I won't.  Instead, I'll impress my liberal politics on my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242370103083823154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMCj1V9wcDI/AAAAAAAABTU/GHX9C2WTHUc/s320/P8270184.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Taylor can't understand why McCain thinks that women would vote for a presidential ( &amp;amp; vice) candidate based on gender, and not on the issues.  She is clearly not amused.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMCj1zAramI/AAAAAAAABTc/VvYLGZIfzZc/s1600-h/P8280202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242370110880705122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMCj1zAramI/AAAAAAAABTc/VvYLGZIfzZc/s320/P8280202.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She just figured out that we live in Kansas--a RED state.  She has thus decided to eat her toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMCj2VytuHI/AAAAAAAABTk/DtLO1efh4kU/s1600-h/P8310204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242370120217376882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMCj2VytuHI/AAAAAAAABTk/DtLO1efh4kU/s320/P8310204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bama&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-278428951986069827?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/278428951986069827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=278428951986069827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/278428951986069827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/278428951986069827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-blue.html' title='A little BLUE....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SMCj1V9wcDI/AAAAAAAABTU/GHX9C2WTHUc/s72-c/P8270184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-2197734262865198963</id><published>2008-08-20T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:14:34.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little of this, a pinch of that...</title><content type='html'>It occurred to me that I hadn't posted any new pictures for a while; here are a few from the arsenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236801982764933618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbqFXD4fI/AAAAAAAABR8/PHuGFs_ZECA/s320/P8180158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reading one of our favorite books....and clearly engulfed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbqfuQqtI/AAAAAAAABSE/24bYsj5xCJ0/s1600-h/P8200160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236801989841562322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbqfuQqtI/AAAAAAAABSE/24bYsj5xCJ0/s320/P8200160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;O's&lt;/span&gt; sound Canadian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbqzfUnYI/AAAAAAAABSM/6cDJ7k_LmaI/s1600-h/P8200162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236801995147615618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbqzfUnYI/AAAAAAAABSM/6cDJ7k_LmaI/s320/P8200162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Huck was telling jokes tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbrM9AFcI/AAAAAAAABSU/SwcamlfLIrA/s1600-h/P8200165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802001982985666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbrM9AFcI/AAAAAAAABSU/SwcamlfLIrA/s320/P8200165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dancing to some music. I think this move is the &lt;em&gt;car wash&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbrrBb7DI/AAAAAAAABSc/7nECdgbltMg/s1600-h/P7260146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802010054650930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbrrBb7DI/AAAAAAAABSc/7nECdgbltMg/s320/P7260146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A few weeks ago at Uncle Marshall &amp;amp; Aunt Erin's house. This is their puppy Cosmo. He is 7 times the weight of Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-2197734262865198963?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/2197734262865198963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=2197734262865198963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2197734262865198963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/2197734262865198963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/08/pinch-of-this-smidge-of-that.html' title='A little of this, a pinch of that...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SKzbqFXD4fI/AAAAAAAABR8/PHuGFs_ZECA/s72-c/P8180158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-7887202096987338673</id><published>2008-08-07T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:36:05.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the french, toast?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SJsySoSLteI/AAAAAAAABRI/PGaktNWy83Q/s1600-h/P7260137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231830687753680354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SJsySoSLteI/AAAAAAAABRI/PGaktNWy83Q/s320/P7260137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SJsyS9232YI/AAAAAAAABRQ/0ruIptt0uIg/s1600-h/P7310152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231830693544712578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SJsyS9232YI/AAAAAAAABRQ/0ruIptt0uIg/s320/P7310152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SJsyS7tfZ-I/AAAAAAAABRY/48m-xcWY7Bc/s1600-h/P8020155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231830692968490978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SJsyS7tfZ-I/AAAAAAAABRY/48m-xcWY7Bc/s320/P8020155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why blogger was being stubborn and not showing the pictures I tried to post the other day...they show up on my computer at home! So, over my 5 minute lunch break -- the pictures are reposted. You can choose your own captions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-7887202096987338673?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/7887202096987338673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=7887202096987338673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7887202096987338673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/7887202096987338673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-french-toast.html' title='What the french, toast?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SJsySoSLteI/AAAAAAAABRI/PGaktNWy83Q/s72-c/P7260137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5235863469973141886</id><published>2008-08-04T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:15:21.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At least it's not Hell....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;I was driving home from work today, sweat dripping down the backs of my knees, when I saw this phrase on a church sign: "You think it's hot here, this is nothing compared to HELL". Well, ok. Fair enough. It's hot though, dangit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you take your baby to the Farmer's Market in this weather that doesn't compare to how hot Hell may be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:4696/0922b36bcbd0f0122fd67067de1a2fe9/image2140.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:4696/0922b36bcbd0f0122fd67067de1a2fe9/image2122.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still love jumping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:4696/0922b36bcbd0f0122fd67067de1a2fe9/image2137.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she loves avocado! And Feta Cheese! I'm determined to make sure she's not picky like her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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/2406113402797421465-5235863469973141886?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5235863469973141886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5235863469973141886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5235863469973141886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5235863469973141886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-least-its-not-hell.html' title='At least it&apos;s not Hell....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-8403667613708620265</id><published>2008-07-20T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:20:46.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Mice &amp; Men...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;My good friend Lori is having a baby, and her baby shower was Saturday. I thought that we would be so creative and wrap her gifts in 'baby' themed paper. I bought brown wrapping paper, and the plan was to use the finger-paint paints to put Taylor's hand prints and foot prints all over the paper. Cute, right? Well, the best laid plans always go astray. (Photos by Andy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SIP8nAPB7BI/AAAAAAAABOQ/UPR9Kxpn88Q/s1600-h/P7180095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SIP8nAPB7BI/AAAAAAAABOQ/UPR9Kxpn88Q/s320/P7180095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SIP8nGwQXCI/AAAAAAAABOY/3zC8Y_SGm0U/s1600-h/P7180094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SIP8nGwQXCI/AAAAAAAABOY/3zC8Y_SGm0U/s320/P7180094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SIP8nY2uazI/AAAAAAAABOg/icb0zT2zhmw/s1600-h/P7180091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SIP8nY2uazI/AAAAAAAABOg/icb0zT2zhmw/s320/P7180091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was fine until the paint started to dry and her diaper was sticking to the paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SIP8nk506mI/AAAAAAAABOo/_UBQcQO4_Mk/s1600-h/P7180099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SIP8nk506mI/AAAAAAAABOo/_UBQcQO4_Mk/s320/P7180099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you wrap a gift with this? Our gifts ended up in a gift bag instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-8403667613708620265?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8403667613708620265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/8403667613708620265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-good-friend-lori-is-having-baby-and.html' title='Of Mice &amp; Men...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SIP8nAPB7BI/AAAAAAAABOQ/UPR9Kxpn88Q/s72-c/P7180095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-3719140708192043995</id><published>2008-07-16T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:20:47.547-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From The Mind of Taylor....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SH66spV7BmI/AAAAAAAABNw/ASIqExNr6qs/s1600-h/P7120074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SH66spV7BmI/AAAAAAAABNw/ASIqExNr6qs/s320/P7120074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooh, Dad! Turn down the volume before Mom yells at you again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SH66s0G58RI/AAAAAAAABN4/Xr2m_YMbDec/s1600-h/P7120084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SH66s0G58RI/AAAAAAAABN4/Xr2m_YMbDec/s320/P7120084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hang on, I need to take this...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SH66tZslAHI/AAAAAAAABOA/95HUnMKjzEU/s1600-h/P7130088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SH66tZslAHI/AAAAAAAABOA/95HUnMKjzEU/s320/P7130088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just found a piece of dog food and am saving it in my cheek for later!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SH66tnZqgyI/AAAAAAAABOI/ig6oBVSvKTE/s1600-h/P7120051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SH66tnZqgyI/AAAAAAAABOI/ig6oBVSvKTE/s320/P7120051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am sooooo not going to sleep tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-3719140708192043995?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/3719140708192043995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=3719140708192043995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3719140708192043995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/3719140708192043995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-mind-of-taylor.html' title='From The Mind of Taylor....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SH66spV7BmI/AAAAAAAABNw/ASIqExNr6qs/s72-c/P7120074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406113402797421465.post-5242222955196403033</id><published>2008-07-07T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:20:48.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too tired to type....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I'm too exhausted today to write anything, so here are a few pictures instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SHLa8fD3rtI/AAAAAAAABNY/1_V82pD9BZ8/s1600-h/P7020008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SHLa8fD3rtI/AAAAAAAABNY/1_V82pD9BZ8/s320/P7020008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SHLa8u0H0QI/AAAAAAAABNg/KCiyKbK7jKA/s1600-h/P7060032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SHLa8u0H0QI/AAAAAAAABNg/KCiyKbK7jKA/s320/P7060032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She figured out how to go up the stairs. We do not have "Down" figured out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SHLa843AVmI/AAAAAAAABNo/D9cJ9YUMtvM/s1600-h/P7060041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SHLa843AVmI/AAAAAAAABNo/D9cJ9YUMtvM/s320/P7060041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangin' out with the coffee table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2406113402797421465-5242222955196403033?l=taylornaomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/feeds/5242222955196403033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2406113402797421465&amp;postID=5242222955196403033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5242222955196403033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2406113402797421465/posts/default/5242222955196403033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylornaomi.blogspot.com/2008/07/mom-who-is-too-tired-to-type.html' title='Too tired to type....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004850836787276373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajICtg-r5vg/SHLa8fD3rtI/AAAAAAAABNY/1_V82pD9BZ8/s72-c/P7020008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
