<?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-1700658873106283290</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:36:29.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new stay at home mom!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-7062660414161915590</id><published>2008-12-30T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:25:39.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little mommy and daughter Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsNx5mtn_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/VVRZ7CZbHOg/s1600-h/104_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285833738577354738" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsNx5mtn_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/VVRZ7CZbHOg/s320/104_0789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alexia went straight to the nail polish.She couldn't wait to pick a color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsNjCR7P6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/Gl_oiC5ZqkU/s1600-h/104_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285833483208048546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsNjCR7P6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/Gl_oiC5ZqkU/s320/104_0792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alexia was so excited to get her nails painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsNU5NATfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4oqxVaCSvA0/s1600-h/104_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285833240253320690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsNU5NATfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4oqxVaCSvA0/s320/104_0793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas I received a gift certificate to get my nails done.So I thought I would take Alexia.I hesitated for a minute thinking I could paint them for free and save five dollars. but I thought she would love it, and she did.So thank you Jenny for not just giving me a gift certificate but giving me time with my daughter, doing something we both love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1700658873106283290-7062660414161915590?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/7062660414161915590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7062660414161915590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7062660414161915590'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsNx5mtn_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/VVRZ7CZbHOg/s72-c/104_0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-6608650720224721816</id><published>2008-12-30T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:02:07.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Alexia and Noah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsGNjX2P9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/x9QyzhEzRAM/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285825417552740306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsGNjX2P9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/x9QyzhEzRAM/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year Alexia's And Noah's birthday was different.Let me explain...I have been wanting to get the kids Disneyland passes so a friend (Selina) said hey you should ask for money instead of gifts....what a great idea.!...So the invites had to be cute so I got the kids outfits and took them to Disneyland.We went up to the ticket line and looked at who would let us do what we wanted to do. We found a older guy and he was happy to help, but my camera died and I didn't know if I got a good picture so we had to do it again with Selina camera, but the older guy was gone...So we found this younger guy and when we explained what we wanted to do which was the kids were going to try and get in but they had no pass and they were going to look sad...This guy was so excited to do it ( a little to happy)he started fixing his hair, fixed his eye brows and put on his sun glasses it was a little funny.Well Noah was scared of him and he didn't want to do it so I gave him a nudge and Selina took the picture, And what a great picture it was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285825143186570370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsF9lR2vII/AAAAAAAAAVA/uUHTivHRopk/s320/104_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsFR4vXyWI/AAAAAAAAAU4/XP8_k0zfd7Q/s1600-h/104_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsE667b0yI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Orx67u9Rwig/s1600-h/104_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823997946876706" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsE667b0yI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Orx67u9Rwig/s320/104_0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .....At there party they got enough money to get passes....Thank you to everyone who came.&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/1700658873106283290-6608650720224721816?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/6608650720224721816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=6608650720224721816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/6608650720224721816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/6608650720224721816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-alexia-and-noah.html' title='Happy Birthday Alexia and Noah'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SVsGNjX2P9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/x9QyzhEzRAM/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-7456582280394615034</id><published>2008-12-14T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:24:37.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iM WATCHING yOU dAD</title><content type='html'>tHIS IS such A Good Video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=5486ae62fd502645138e" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-7456582280394615034?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/7456582280394615034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=7456582280394615034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7456582280394615034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7456582280394615034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-watching-you-dad_14.html' title='iM WATCHING yOU dAD'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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-1700658873106283290.post-1308825068229234385</id><published>2008-12-11T18:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:54:01.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/ST6kOg8EWOI/AAAAAAAAAUo/13bQr9iYlUY/s320/DSCI0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As professor looks outside the fence.The moment that the fence opens, he is gone. So the other day the kids were playing outside and Alexia tells me that Noah went out the gate, so I tell him to get inside he is time out.Then I just ask Alexia to come inside. So hours later My mom came over and she asked were is professor? I don't know outside I guess. Great! I look everywhere  around the house for this darn dog. He is gone. It was like 3 hours ago when I asked the kids to come in. Great he has been wondering around for 3 hours. Man he is gone. So Joe got in his car and started looking for him, then I decided to go look too so I got in my car and went the other way. Block after block I call out his name. I saw people outside and asked them but no luck. Great. So I am driving and driving and I saw him in someones yard I called his name, and was cautious because he likes to run when we get close, like we are playing, I was in no mood to play catch!. So I walk up to him slowly and I think he was so scared he didn't move.!I drove him back home, the kids were so happy. That darn dog!&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/1700658873106283290-2873612071617958641?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/2873612071617958641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=2873612071617958641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/2873612071617958641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/2873612071617958641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-darn-dog.html' title='That Darn Dog'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/ST6kOg8EWOI/AAAAAAAAAUo/13bQr9iYlUY/s72-c/DSCI0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-6389147313762960033</id><published>2008-11-26T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:14:29.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First DAy on The JOb</title><content type='html'>Well I was suppose to work late afternoon near by, but the mom cancelled, I was bummed, but then my work called me and asked if I could work early Wednesday.So I jumped on it! So I woke up really early and took off.I was 30 minutes early!I guess I was a little too excited!so I knocked at the door and went in. "What do I do"I said all excited. The sister said nothing ! He just has to wait for his bus.WHAt? So I sat and talked to him a little since he couldnt talk, and  he was really into the tv. So what did we do? We watched the Hills. NICE. 30 minutes later his bus came,to take him to school.What thats it? YUp! then his mom came like ten minutes later signed my time card and off I went.Worked 30 minutes and got paid for 2 hours. LOVE IT!I cant wait to work again.I know it cant all be this easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-6389147313762960033?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/6389147313762960033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=6389147313762960033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/6389147313762960033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/6389147313762960033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-day-on-job.html' title='First DAy on The JOb'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-7785606486982428341</id><published>2008-11-24T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:16:21.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got A JOB!</title><content type='html'>So A while ago I asked for help looking for a job, thanks for everyone that help.(no one!, well at least no one told me.)I talked to my friend at my old work and asked her about a job that she use to have, so she gave me the name and I looked it up after about a week of having the name, I finally called and I went on there web site and filled out a app. The next day I get a call.WOW!So I went to a interview on Monday the 17th and they told me come back again for a orientation! So did I get the job well they said no, that they still can say no. What! So today I went for my orientation took a few test, like running across the room.  Changing a dolls diaper And I passes!. I got the job. The best part of the job ,I get to pick my own hours. LOve it!SO know you are probably wondering what the job is since I had to run across the room. I will be a caregiver for kids with special needs.My first day on the job is this Wednesday, and I am so excited.Even more exciting is that the" client"&lt;br /&gt;lives like 2 minutes away.So I can wait till Wednesday to meet him.wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-7785606486982428341?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/7785606486982428341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=7785606486982428341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7785606486982428341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7785606486982428341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-got-job.html' title='I Got A JOB!'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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-1700658873106283290.post-7483112339473027110</id><published>2008-10-20T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:55:58.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It is finally time! well its been time for a while I  have just been putting it off....Wondering what time it is. Time to really start looking for a JOB! its been really nice staying home, but the time is up.Joe's job really isn't so stable and a while back Joe wasn't working which made us a little tight on money. So if any one knows who is hiring let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-7483112339473027110?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/7483112339473027110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=7483112339473027110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7483112339473027110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7483112339473027110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-time.html' title='Its Time!'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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-1700658873106283290.post-8204026205307703246</id><published>2008-10-09T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:58:35.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog About Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SO7uRQ6jvXI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Y2kJU5vyfsI/s1600-h/102_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255399795553713522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SO7uRQ6jvXI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Y2kJU5vyfsI/s320/102_0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Big Dodger game!I think that's what Joe calls all the games. Joe loves the Dodgers! Well Richie took Joe to the Dodger game on Saturday.He was so happy getting out his Dodger gear.When he finally decided what he was going to wear he gave me the camera and said take a picture of me.So you can blog about me. Blog about me!How cute. He was like a little boy in a candy shop.So hear you go Joe.I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-8204026205307703246?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/8204026205307703246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=8204026205307703246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8204026205307703246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8204026205307703246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-about-me.html' title='Blog About Me!'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SO7uRQ6jvXI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Y2kJU5vyfsI/s72-c/102_0189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-8472498703601511273</id><published>2008-10-09T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:36:30.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Did It!</title><content type='html'>Well I was trying to change my background and I figured out how to add people to "My Blog List".I am so happy. I have tried and tried for days and  for hours to figure it out.I did it. I did it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-8472498703601511273?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/8472498703601511273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=8472498703601511273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8472498703601511273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8472498703601511273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-did-it.html' title='I Did It!'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-5318286488436636867</id><published>2008-09-24T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:10:32.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A shooting STAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNsBJ7fUY3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/y35a90WgHmc/s1600-h/102_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNsBJ7fUY3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/y35a90WgHmc/s320/102_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Alexia and I were in the car waiting for Joe to come back with a movie and Alexia Said look mommy a"shooting Star".I got really excited and said where? right there. she said .I looked and it was a airplane.!I explained to her it was just a airplane that writes in the sky.Poor thing she got sad, maybe next time I might just stretch the true.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&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/1700658873106283290-5318286488436636867?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/5318286488436636867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=5318286488436636867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5318286488436636867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5318286488436636867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/09/shooting-star.html' title='A shooting STAR'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNsBJ7fUY3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/y35a90WgHmc/s72-c/102_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-971473122363979956</id><published>2008-09-23T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:26:34.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNnPImCKmbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3W_4urwiyYk/s1600-h/102_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249454587232557490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNnPImCKmbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3W_4urwiyYk/s320/102_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a couple weeks late from taking Aiden to get his year shots.The reason, my camera was broken....I like to take pictures of all of there shots.Why? I have no idea.I think it all started with Alexia.I took pictures of her like crazy so I had my camera when I took her to the doctors and took a picture.Then if I took her first shots I had to take her second and third all the way up to 4 yrs.And If i took pictures of Alexia I had to do Nono, and of course I cant forget my Aiden.The nurses all think it is pretty funny,Whats funny is that they ask me if I am ready and they all make sure I get there good side.(I don't think they know I don't get there face.)&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;atomicelement id="ms__id12128"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNnIlrdmIbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zLgy3A9H5zY/s1600-h/102_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNnM5crHS7I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fv91TYHvfdM/s1600-h/102_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249452127998659506" style="WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNnM5crHS7I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fv91TYHvfdM/s320/102_0138.JPG" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNnITMO3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&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/1700658873106283290-971473122363979956?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/971473122363979956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=971473122363979956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/971473122363979956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/971473122363979956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/09/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNnPImCKmbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3W_4urwiyYk/s72-c/102_0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-1731691932624276857</id><published>2008-09-22T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:36:25.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Joe</title><content type='html'>The Big 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNha25q5WgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cwO4LjaxEng/s1600-h/102_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249045264940489218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNha25q5WgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cwO4LjaxEng/s320/102_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we went to Mimi's Cafe for JOES B-DAY.Joe was a little down because he doesn't really like the place, but when you have a gift card.Free is always good. Like I said FREE is good.So we sit down and before we order anything they bring out cheerios,crackers and a orange for all the kids. Wow.That's was pretty cool in my book.I normally ask for crackers and never get them everywhere else.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhafpmcJRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/cpixQCue62g/s1600-h/102_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249044865489839378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhafpmcJRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/cpixQCue62g/s320/102_0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the manager comes up to Alexia and starts talking to her and nono and plays a little with Aiden and tells them if you eat all your food I will give you dessert.!What more FREE stuff. Man Joe and I started eating there food you know to help them out a little.Then I say Ya its Daddy's Bday and only he is going to get cake.And wahlah they bring over a chocolate pie for Joe, and three little desserts for the kids for free. Man I love this place.But wait there is more! the manager Amanda said to Joe your dinner is on US! and gave him a bday card, with what Another free thing. Free Appetizer!I think Joe likes this place now.!I think I should have title this post Free stuff at Mimi's Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhaOlzyDMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/W7bBPi7sozQ/s1600-h/102_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249044572414282946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhaOlzyDMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/W7bBPi7sozQ/s320/102_0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhZ_RDxcSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/NNHZRv2HRVk/s1600-h/102_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249044309146169634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhZ_RDxcSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/NNHZRv2HRVk/s320/102_0147.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhZvM7yBNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-Of85gEwBLQ/s1600-h/102_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249044033161004242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhZvM7yBNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-Of85gEwBLQ/s320/102_0100.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;atomicelement id="ms__id9489"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhZbxeRpVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/FY3trAhRB1c/s1600-h/102_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like your new Bocce set.Wait are you looking for a missing ball?&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-1731691932624276857?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/1731691932624276857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=1731691932624276857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/1731691932624276857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/1731691932624276857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-joe.html' title='Happy Birthday Joe'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNha25q5WgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cwO4LjaxEng/s72-c/102_0081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-5876994564533167149</id><published>2008-09-22T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:47:59.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidens 1st B-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhWsvSiG6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/YtaH_rDJ3-Y/s1600-h/101_3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhWgF8vOMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iT0S8nuAnM4/s1600-h/101_3075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249040475053045954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhWgF8vOMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iT0S8nuAnM4/s320/101_3075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im A big boy I get to eat Cheerios now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhWFSF_N5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/V0dYLJXLyFw/s1600-h/101_3119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249040014456600466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhWFSF_N5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/V0dYLJXLyFw/s320/101_3119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of jumping fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhV2lwzJcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jo6xcKxnAME/s1600-h/101_3116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249039762038400450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhV2lwzJcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jo6xcKxnAME/s320/101_3116.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhVqCN3a1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z-fDK8AmYpI/s1600-h/101_3105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249039546338208594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhVqCN3a1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z-fDK8AmYpI/s320/101_3105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost had it.!&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-5876994564533167149?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/5876994564533167149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=5876994564533167149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5876994564533167149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5876994564533167149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/09/aidens-1st-b-day.html' title='Aidens 1st B-Day'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SNhWgF8vOMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iT0S8nuAnM4/s72-c/101_3075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-5623464437047385159</id><published>2008-09-15T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:29:49.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing People</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The other night Joe and I got invited to celebrate a friends birthday, but it wasn't any old birthday it was 20 years of being sober!We went to eat and across the street was a church that has AA meetings.I have never been to a meeting like this before.I went to one when Joe was still using and I found one for him and made him go. It was so horrible, But I put on a smile and said to Joe wow it was great, its by our house, nice people, you should keep going.It was so hard to see Joe the way he was, I was just hoping that something, someone could help him.He refused to go back.Since I knew how horrible it was I didn't really push. When he was ready he found a couple places he likes, and if the meetings he goes to are like anything like the one we went to in Santa Monica. Wow.I know why he keeps going back.&lt;br /&gt;There was a young man about in his early 30's that was a speaker. He talked a little about his life how he grew up and how it was the perfect family I believe he used "A leave it to Beaver Family".There was no reason why he should have become a alcoholic. It was wrong friends and the wrong group.It just made me wonder man I really only thought it happens to people that didn't have a good family.Family's that don't talk to each other. The guy is now married and very sober.&lt;br /&gt;The second speaker was a girl who had no child hood, she was abused at a young age and started using early on. her life just got worse and worse,she was in and out of jail and prison, at the age of 30 something her 5yr got killed.she began to drink more for a little bit but then knew she needed help. She went to a rehab place with two teeth and most of her hair gone. The staff said there was no more beds.She cried and tried some where else to go. She had no where. The next day she went back to that place and man said I was thinking of you all night, they had a bed for her she started crying, that was the day her whole life changed.She has been sober since 1997.She has turned her whole life around.!She knew when she could she would help all the women she can.She knew going to prison was not the answer she need help.So she has a house and opened it up to other women helping them.She now has 10 houses helping women help them selves.She has been written about in People magazine and a couple other magazine. She is truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait till the day I am there listening to Joe's story, and looking back and seeing all the people that he could be helping.I know one day he will get there when he believes that he can help someone.Until then I will just support him and continue to thank him for changing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-5623464437047385159?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/5623464437047385159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=5623464437047385159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5623464437047385159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5623464437047385159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/09/amazing-people.html' title='Amazing People'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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-1700658873106283290.post-7795552202468472458</id><published>2008-09-05T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:36:23.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who turned 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMIVWNjfk0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/wvSGVMgcydc/s1600-h/101_3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242776387552514882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMIVWNjfk0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/wvSGVMgcydc/s320/101_3033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is my little Aidens Birthday today.He has grown so so much.He is crawling (ok army crawling) all over the house. Just like nono at his age he goes to the dog bowl! I dont know what he likes playing with more the water or the food.Happy Birthday Aiden I hope you have fun tomorrow at your party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-7795552202468472458?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/7795552202468472458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=7795552202468472458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7795552202468472458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7795552202468472458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-who-is-turning-1.html' title='Guess who turned 1'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMIVWNjfk0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/wvSGVMgcydc/s72-c/101_3033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-8915169343174794398</id><published>2008-09-04T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:36:34.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexia's First Day At School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRsEPeiWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0dpkCCUQ2EE/s1600-h/101_3044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242420521242364258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRsEPeiWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0dpkCCUQ2EE/s320/101_3044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexia even smiles at 6 o clock. Man this means no more sleeping in.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRjV5ywBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/UHRq0XZytW8/s1600-h/101_3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242420371364429842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRjV5ywBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/UHRq0XZytW8/s320/101_3050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRatQGuRI/AAAAAAAAANs/l7SW5i-Dmlg/s1600-h/101_3052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242420223013206290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRatQGuRI/AAAAAAAAANs/l7SW5i-Dmlg/s320/101_3052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the backpack is bigger then her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRO2WH3jI/AAAAAAAAANk/AK-n_hpsnmk/s1600-h/101_3058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242420019295936050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRO2WH3jI/AAAAAAAAANk/AK-n_hpsnmk/s320/101_3058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not that short is she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRF2rmgWI/AAAAAAAAANc/jVchLxebYIw/s1600-h/101_3059.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDQ8FqEyYI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZXCjyDluErA/s1600-h/101_3061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242419696988637570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDQ8FqEyYI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZXCjyDluErA/s320/101_3061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDQwKBJDfI/AAAAAAAAANM/qgTVwoEhjjA/s1600-h/101_3062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242419492000697842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDQwKBJDfI/AAAAAAAAANM/qgTVwoEhjjA/s320/101_3062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I looked at for five minutes crying after the teacher closed the door and said bye parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDQnBcjCZI/AAAAAAAAANE/LgtaI-81RPU/s1600-h/101_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242419335080905106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDQnBcjCZI/AAAAAAAAANE/LgtaI-81RPU/s320/101_3069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is coming home!I get my pretty. I missed her so much today.&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-8915169343174794398?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/8915169343174794398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=8915169343174794398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8915169343174794398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8915169343174794398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/09/alexias-first-day-at-school.html' title='Alexia&apos;s First Day At School'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SMDRsEPeiWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0dpkCCUQ2EE/s72-c/101_3044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-7778004855951271872</id><published>2008-08-08T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:38:50.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my neighbores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SJ07eDuWDUI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ca-NJ38-by0/s1600-h/DSCI0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SJ07eDuWDUI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ca-NJ38-by0/s320/DSCI0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SJ07eMdArjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/urg4xvUteoo/s1600-h/DSCI0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SJ07eMdArjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/urg4xvUteoo/s320/DSCI0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SJ07efUX3pI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zKm9saY1Ozc/s1600-h/DSCI0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SJ07efUX3pI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zKm9saY1Ozc/s320/DSCI0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SJ07evryuTI/AAAAAAAAAME/NVX8juN11ZA/s1600-h/DSCI0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SJ07evryuTI/AAAAAAAAAME/NVX8juN11ZA/s320/DSCI0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all sitting outside getting fresh air and our neighbores came outside too and they  asked if the kids could come over and play. Hum Ya! They went over to play with there dog ,( because our four isn't good enough )but instead they played with the mom.It was really nice to see the kids play and have fun.I remember when I was there age and I use to play outside with all the little kids, but there is no kids on our block, ( or they just don't come outside)There is a house next door to us for sale hopefully it will be a house with alot of kids!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&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/1700658873106283290-7778004855951271872?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/7778004855951271872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=7778004855951271872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7778004855951271872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/7778004855951271872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-my-neighbores.html' title='I love my neighbores'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SJ07eDuWDUI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ca-NJ38-by0/s72-c/DSCI0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-8055265931803802187</id><published>2008-07-24T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:34:21.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Bath Time</title><content type='html'>It's bath time for Aiden, and I love that he still fits in the sink. It is so fast and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SIlHivHlXuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Xr-FGWwN2Mc/s1600-h/DSCI0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226787504629571298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SIlHivHlXuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Xr-FGWwN2Mc/s320/DSCI0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SIlHW6ohuBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/IzEa-0XrB-k/s1600-h/DSCI0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226787301562103826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SIlHW6ohuBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/IzEa-0XrB-k/s320/DSCI0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught Aiden how to splash.....Not a good idea....in the kitchen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SIlHHsP7LyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/eXCvANesvxQ/s1600-h/DSCI0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226787040002780962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SIlHHsP7LyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/eXCvANesvxQ/s320/DSCI0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SIlG0txu7GI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ppexFQdnPrU/s1600-h/DSCI0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226786713995504738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SIlG0txu7GI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ppexFQdnPrU/s320/DSCI0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this will be the last bath time in the sink because looking at the pictures, he is lookin kinda big, plus he can splash more in the tub.&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/1700658873106283290-8055265931803802187?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/8055265931803802187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=8055265931803802187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8055265931803802187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8055265931803802187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-bath-time.html' title='Its Bath Time'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SIlHivHlXuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Xr-FGWwN2Mc/s72-c/DSCI0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-363820881730419858</id><published>2008-07-14T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:30:29.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Movie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHw0wGvgvAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/f7pl5zTZiUQ/s1600-h/DSCI0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223107668891188226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHw0wGvgvAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/f7pl5zTZiUQ/s320/DSCI0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHw0VgPC1UI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Vfw_P-KlX0g/s1600-h/DSCI0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223107211877864770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHw0VgPC1UI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Vfw_P-KlX0g/s320/DSCI0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHw0CpImoNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/765d-sC5R0g/s1600-h/DSCI0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks jenny for the email about the 3d movie. I was excited to take the kids to the movies since we haven't been in a while.The glasses were a little big for nono so he didn't were them for most of the time. Alexia and Aiden loved it.I was kind of scared to take Aiden, because of the noise, but he was fine, actually when it wasn't loud he would get squirmy.All and all it was a fun free 45 minutes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&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/1700658873106283290-363820881730419858?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/363820881730419858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=363820881730419858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/363820881730419858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/363820881730419858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/07/free-movie_14.html' title='Free Movie!'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHw0wGvgvAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/f7pl5zTZiUQ/s72-c/DSCI0392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-1411945856789420666</id><published>2008-07-14T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:25:06.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can U Hold The Sun For Me Please?</title><content type='html'>So on July 3rd our church went to the beach for a bonfire. The kids had a blast, and I had fun taking pictures of the kids. There was one picture I just love. Joe "Holding" the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvQmqmanCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5Qj-dUk_LJ8/s1600-h/DSCI0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222997555555245090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvQmqmanCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5Qj-dUk_LJ8/s320/DSCI0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvQdceO4kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/LgKstVyUyhQ/s1600-h/DSCI0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222997397144003138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvQdceO4kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/LgKstVyUyhQ/s320/DSCI0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been taking Aiden to the beach and he loves the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvQTnzTD7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/vD0Npmin8Jk/s1600-h/DSCI0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222997228386455474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvQTnzTD7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/vD0Npmin8Jk/s320/DSCI0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvQCX6PdzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OE_BoivNnoA/s1600-h/DSCI0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvP4Q-BkgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/c2fsb0UIIx0/s1600-h/DSCI0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222996758400963074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvP4Q-BkgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/c2fsb0UIIx0/s320/DSCI0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what Noah was thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvPsuEr5NI/AAAAAAAAAJU/a_OWjFFOrWA/s1600-h/DSCI0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222996560055100626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvPsuEr5NI/AAAAAAAAAJU/a_OWjFFOrWA/s320/DSCI0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All I sad was cheese and Alexia struck a pose.Diva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvPih3T_II/AAAAAAAAAJM/dX88goRvvbo/s1600-h/DSCI0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222996384979090562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvPih3T_II/AAAAAAAAAJM/dX88goRvvbo/s320/DSCI0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1700658873106283290-1411945856789420666?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/1411945856789420666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=1411945856789420666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/1411945856789420666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/1411945856789420666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/07/can-u-hold-sun-for-me-please.html' title='Can U Hold The Sun For Me Please?'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHvQmqmanCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5Qj-dUk_LJ8/s72-c/DSCI0310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-1222510598450169593</id><published>2008-07-13T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:57:40.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go look at Bikes!</title><content type='html'>So I heard that there was going to be motorcycles at the Queen Mary.Noah LOVES motos! So i talked to my dad because he works there and asked him about it.Love the benefits of my dad working there. We got in free and free parking.Yes!So here are a few of the pictures we took of the kids.Alexia was into taking pictures, Noah was more into the bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrotcdTpgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HpdtojeC_xs/s1600-h/DSCI0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222742585320384002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrotcdTpgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HpdtojeC_xs/s320/DSCI0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHroeoToEkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KXZMjMvkQ3o/s1600-h/DSCI0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222742330802967106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHroeoToEkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KXZMjMvkQ3o/s320/DSCI0393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHroSgLV_3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/qBuHoLROfiw/s1600-h/DSCI0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222742122462314354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHroSgLV_3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/qBuHoLROfiw/s320/DSCI0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHroEoRtkcI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vMfXAYfYyUA/s1600-h/DSCI0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222741884118340034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHroEoRtkcI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vMfXAYfYyUA/s320/DSCI0412.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://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrn6Fe-BiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BEgAFAVhah8/s1600-h/DSCI0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222741702980011554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrn6Fe-BiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BEgAFAVhah8/s320/DSCI0397.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;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrnvnXYRSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KoamQ0eKT-4/s1600-h/DSCI0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222741523096421666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrnvnXYRSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KoamQ0eKT-4/s320/DSCI0413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrnlf6F0GI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PM68Ah1rZx0/s1600-h/DSCI0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222741349295837282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrnlf6F0GI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PM68Ah1rZx0/s320/DSCI0416.JPG" border="0" /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrnWelQPoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FJkV6_A2_1k/s1600-h/DSCI0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222741091241967234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrnWelQPoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FJkV6_A2_1k/s320/DSCI0417.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;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrnMMOk6wI/AAAAAAAAAH0/r-MvvvEhwKI/s1600-h/DSCI0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222740914516323074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrnMMOk6wI/AAAAAAAAAH0/r-MvvvEhwKI/s320/DSCI0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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&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/1700658873106283290-1222510598450169593?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/1222510598450169593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=1222510598450169593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/1222510598450169593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/1222510598450169593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/07/lets-go-look-at-bikes.html' title='Let&apos;s go look at Bikes!'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SHrotcdTpgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HpdtojeC_xs/s72-c/DSCI0398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-8332040200380651652</id><published>2008-06-19T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:28:07.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Years!</title><content type='html'>5 years.Joe and I have been married for 5 years.Our service was so wonderful.Rex Johnson performed it for us, and the words were so beautiful.Alexia was the flower girl and she was so excited to throw the flowers. Noah and Aiden were the ring boys.I was so scared that nono wasn't going to walk down the isle, and since he was pulling Aiden that he would just leave him on the way. Nono did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-8332040200380651652?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/8332040200380651652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=8332040200380651652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8332040200380651652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/8332040200380651652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-years.html' title='5 Years!'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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-1700658873106283290.post-5715287268577929900</id><published>2008-06-11T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:56:26.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexia'a testing</title><content type='html'>So today Alexia had to go to her soon to be school and get tested. Well not really tested just see what she knows.First, one of the teachers asked Alexia if she knew her letters.Alexia said "yes"the teacher said OK lets see.So the teacher pointed to different capital letter and she did OK.Then came the lower case letters.She didn't do to hot. She said "y" to like three letters.Then the teachers asked her if she knew sounds. Alexia just straight said "no", OK the teacher said.Then came numbers.She knew the small numbers but after 11 it all was 20 in her eyes.!And last Her name, we were practicing how to spell her name all in the car, but man i didn't have her write it, so the teacher said can u write your name ,Alexia looked at me and said MOM, I smiled and said Alexia try your best.SO She started writing and she got the Al write then it went down hill ,man i should have named her Al ,she would have at least gotten 100 on her name.! Oh well.So now is she ready to go to school?Should I put her in Pre-K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-5715287268577929900?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/5715287268577929900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=5715287268577929900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5715287268577929900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5715287268577929900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/06/alexiaa-testing.html' title='Alexia&apos;a testing'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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-1700658873106283290.post-6527629359752856060</id><published>2008-06-09T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:53:16.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidens check up</title><content type='html'>Well were do I start ...well today I had a appointment at 11 for Aiden to check how he is doing developmentally.I was going in with no worries.WRONG. well he was only half way tested because 11 is his nap time.So I still had to see another doctor after the first one.(in the same building)and this doctor scared me she was talking and talking about stuff. I really didn't understand.All i was hearing was that Aiden was fare behind his age group.He is 9 months but was being tested like he was 7 months, because he was premature.His weight is way under, his height was way under, hey but his head was in the blue, which means good.He isn't sitting by himself, crawling, and no were near walking.It might has something to do with his brain.He might have problems with his brain.. Great are you serious! was what I was thinking. I have been through so much with Noah when he was first born, I thought Aiden would be fine.So now it is 1 o'clock, and I need to reschedule my other appointment,so why not that same day I thought. so we went to get lunch Aiden took his nap we waited in the parking lot till our next app. 230.So the time has come for Aiden to get tested again!He picks up the block but not the right way! whatever!He talks but not enough. So he is finally done with the test.He is verbally at 3 month.( who wants a talking baby, they talk enough when they get older!)His fine motor and motor skills are like a 5 month yr old.I started to cry a little, I never thought anything was wrong with him, I was just thinking how cute he is small and he is my little baby.So since he scored so low he will have a therapist come to the house and work with him.....I just started trusting god,with me, but it is hard to let go and trust him with the kids.Its hard, It feels like me as a mom that i am not suppose to let go, but i just know how free it feels to let go, i just need to let go, I need to let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-6527629359752856060?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/6527629359752856060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=6527629359752856060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/6527629359752856060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/6527629359752856060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/06/aidens-check-up.html' title='Aidens check up'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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-1700658873106283290.post-5382362199685107765</id><published>2008-06-01T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:34:57.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE COUNT DOWN IS ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SEN116NAOXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jJb04XNCR5g/s1600-h/August+2007+Alexia+and+Noah+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207135163187738994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SEN116NAOXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jJb04XNCR5g/s320/August+2007+Alexia+and+Noah+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SEN0NKNAOWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zktZvfNl0sw/s1600-h/DSCI0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well the time is almost here! 13 more days till the big day.Joe and I will renew our vowels.5 years wow.I have been with Joe since I was 14.We have been through so much, and I thought I was happy back then, But right know the way I feel about him is so much love, he is such a amazing father and husband. We have both come a long way from how we were in high school.I am so happy to be married to him, and happy that we are in a better place in are marriage.I love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SEN0C6NAOVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5a5d8IyqMJ0/s1600-h/DSCI0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1700658873106283290-5382362199685107765?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/5382362199685107765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=5382362199685107765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5382362199685107765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5382362199685107765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/06/count-down-is-on.html' title='THE COUNT DOWN IS ON'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SEN116NAOXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jJb04XNCR5g/s72-c/August+2007+Alexia+and+Noah+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-1338253463850745429</id><published>2008-05-21T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:39:55.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Day At The Doctors</title><content type='html'>I needed to take &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alexia &lt;/span&gt;for her shots ,so I thought let me check to see if &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Noah&lt;/span&gt; needed shots too. And sure enough he was due.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUP1tIiH0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/hqDx2azNDVo/s1600-h/DSCI0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203082359819345730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUP1tIiH0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/hqDx2azNDVo/s320/DSCI0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUPsdIiHzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/y3UrMo4nFwc/s1600-h/DSCI0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203082200905555762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUPsdIiHzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/y3UrMo4nFwc/s320/DSCI0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man .....I only told him one shot, he needed to get two shots...poor little guy.Thank goodness daddy was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUPh9IiHyI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6a_vRYZfaoA/s1600-h/DSCI0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203082020516929314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUPh9IiHyI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6a_vRYZfaoA/s320/DSCI0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt; was there might as well check him ......Joe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; been to the doctors for a check up since who knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUPU9IiHxI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_sU_s-mpJLA/s1600-h/DSCI0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203081797178629906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUPU9IiHxI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_sU_s-mpJLA/s320/DSCI0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah and Alexia holding &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Joe's &lt;/span&gt;hand. how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUPItIiHwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/z61RFnMkJYU/s1600-h/DSCI0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203081586725232386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUPItIiHwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/z61RFnMkJYU/s320/DSCI0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at that belly. I love It!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUO79IiHvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4ISTzf7u-YU/s1600-h/DSCI0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203081367681900274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUO79IiHvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4ISTzf7u-YU/s320/DSCI0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Side note:that's Monica taking Joe's blood. I love her, she makes everything that is suppose to hurt not hurt.I needed her when I was in the hospital.!&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-1338253463850745429?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/1338253463850745429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=1338253463850745429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/1338253463850745429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/1338253463850745429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-day-at-doctors.html' title='A Long Day At The Doctors'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDUP1tIiH0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/hqDx2azNDVo/s72-c/DSCI0241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-5753008450878801666</id><published>2008-05-20T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:41:10.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OnE StEp CloSer tO GeTtinG iNtO tHe BiG K!</title><content type='html'>AlExiA'S Big dAy At tHe dOctOrs&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlsgGL9YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Ig2yVAqJcCc/s1600-h/DSCI0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202684178491766146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlsgGL9YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Ig2yVAqJcCc/s320/DSCI0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iT'S aLL SmilEs RiGht Now....&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlhQGL9XI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qb2x4VpIzpk/s1600-h/DSCI0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202683985218237810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlhQGL9XI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qb2x4VpIzpk/s320/DSCI0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tHen BAM! iN goEs tHe sHoT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlYQGL9WI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YGprbQ-Vmew/s1600-h/DSCI0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202683830599415138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlYQGL9WI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YGprbQ-Vmew/s320/DSCI0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pOOR LiTTle aLexIa&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlPgGL9VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/So1Ol4VwTeo/s1600-h/DSCI0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202683680275559762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlPgGL9VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/So1Ol4VwTeo/s320/DSCI0251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HeY She Got A sTiCkER Out oF iT.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlHwGL9UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mBhmgUg3s_k/s1600-h/DSCI0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202683547131573570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlHwGL9UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mBhmgUg3s_k/s320/DSCI0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It WaS a gOOd tHiNg DaddY hAd tHe daY Off.!&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/1700658873106283290-5753008450878801666?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/5753008450878801666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=5753008450878801666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5753008450878801666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/5753008450878801666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-step-closer-to-getting-into-big-k.html' title='OnE StEp CloSer tO GeTtinG iNtO tHe BiG K!'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SDOlsgGL9YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Ig2yVAqJcCc/s72-c/DSCI0239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-3139956004527057609</id><published>2008-05-16T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:03:15.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A NIGHT AT THE BATTING CAGES</title><content type='html'>My little chicken little!..&lt;br /&gt;Noah was so excited to go to the batting cages.He was even more excited to find out that he was going to be able to get the chance to hit the ball.The first pix the ball hit him on his helmet. &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Funny that &lt;/span&gt; all he did was laugh.The three times he went into the batting cage the last time he went in he hit the ball. He was so happy, and everyone was cheering him on and looking at this little chicken little in the cage.I am so proud of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5zcgGL8_I/AAAAAAAAADc/mpCtrabPf8k/s1600-h/DSCI0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201221553148916722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5zcgGL8_I/AAAAAAAAADc/mpCtrabPf8k/s320/DSCI0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5zSQGL8-I/AAAAAAAAADU/1kq-1Wph2vA/s1600-h/DSCI0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201221377055257570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5zSQGL8-I/AAAAAAAAADU/1kq-1Wph2vA/s320/DSCI0228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5zIAGL89I/AAAAAAAAADM/9BUK-k89YAY/s1600-h/DSCI0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201221200961598418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5zIAGL89I/AAAAAAAAADM/9BUK-k89YAY/s320/DSCI0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5yjwGL88I/AAAAAAAAADE/4f3RFEUc-bQ/s1600-h/DSCI0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201220578191340482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5yjwGL88I/AAAAAAAAADE/4f3RFEUc-bQ/s320/DSCI0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....And of course dad had to hit the ball to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5yXgGL87I/AAAAAAAAAC8/PnIHn7xyHPI/s1600-h/DSCI0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201220367737942962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5yXgGL87I/AAAAAAAAAC8/PnIHn7xyHPI/s320/DSCI0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU BRING A GIRL TO THE BATTING CAGES THAT WOULD RATHER BE SOME WHERE ELSE.!Alexia kept saying can I do something fun.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-3139956004527057609?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/3139956004527057609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=3139956004527057609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/3139956004527057609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/3139956004527057609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/05/night-at-batting-cages.html' title='A NIGHT AT THE BATTING CAGES'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SC5zcgGL8_I/AAAAAAAAADc/mpCtrabPf8k/s72-c/DSCI0227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-9201812251847238768</id><published>2008-04-24T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:52:49.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SBFxrU7tWvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ep6-Y-QgX-g/s1600-h/100_2870.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SBFxrU7tWvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ep6-Y-QgX-g/s320/100_2870.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SBFxr07tWwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VTXiNUKv1cI/s1600-h/DSCI0200.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SBFxr07tWwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VTXiNUKv1cI/s320/DSCI0200.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SBFxsE7tWxI/AAAAAAAAABE/SVQ2utrEcDw/s1600-h/DSCI0186.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SBFxsE7tWxI/AAAAAAAAABE/SVQ2utrEcDw/s320/DSCI0186.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when my little aiden was in the hospital and couldnt come home because he wasnt big enough.  Now look at him he is holding his bottle, and spitting at me!&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/1700658873106283290-9201812251847238768?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/9201812251847238768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=9201812251847238768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/9201812251847238768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/9201812251847238768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-remember-when-my-little-aiden-was-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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://bp1.blogger.com/_Fmi8vd5HYmA/SBFxrU7tWvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ep6-Y-QgX-g/s72-c/100_2870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700658873106283290.post-3443443122984931641</id><published>2008-04-22T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:55:05.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that sounds about right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3321"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/timeofday_quiz/315.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-3443443122984931641?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/3443443122984931641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=3443443122984931641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/3443443122984931641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/3443443122984931641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-sounds-about-right.html' title='that sounds about right'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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-1700658873106283290.post-2384040993572673492</id><published>2008-04-22T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:21:57.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where do i go from here.</title><content type='html'>Wow I did it! know where do I start. What do I do Know. Great what did I get myself into.... So I started reading blogs about a month ago and u guys make it seem so easy. So here I go and  I hope u injoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1700658873106283290-2384040993572673492?l=kristi22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/feeds/2384040993572673492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1700658873106283290&amp;postID=2384040993572673492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/2384040993572673492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1700658873106283290/posts/default/2384040993572673492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristi22.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-do-i-go-from-here.html' title='where do i go from here.'/><author><name>kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04255845203054548192</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
