<?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-6545893986833948863</id><updated>2012-01-26T19:52:03.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weeds</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>248</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3165163924849919732</id><published>2012-01-26T07:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:35:47.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue</title><content type='html'>I've had the "I don't feel like blogging because nothing notable is happening around here" feeling.  So I didn't and didn't feel bad about it.  :)  The kids and I had the stomach flu last weekend and that wiped us out.  (sidenote: Matt was enjoying himself visiting friends and attending a wedding in San Diego while I was dealing with sick tummies and clean up all day and night.)  I was a tad jealous.  We miss that place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is good and we are busy.  The older Madeline gets, the more we have going on.  I'm already getting sad about having commitments of preschool and school every morning and "losing" my free time with her.  She did start a little preschool with friends from church and has been having fun going to different houses and having lessons and play time.  I think she has more conversations with the moms than the 4 year old girls, though.  We're still working on that.  She's also starting another dance class today which she is really excited about.  I gave her the option of doing gymnastics instead, but she was set on dance.  We'll see how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two harp students now.  One is four.  Could it get any cuter to have a teeny little girl playing a teeny little harp?  The other student is an eight year old boy who has never had any musical training, but is incredibly talented.  It will be exciting to watch them both learn and grow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects keep me busy.  Matt works long hours, often overnight, so I've got a line up of projects to keep my sane.  I also recently have been watching the &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/masterpiece/downtonabbey/"&gt;Downton Abbey&lt;/a&gt; series.  It's a British drama about an aristocratic family and their servants around World War I. It's highly addictive. I've gone to bed too late too many nights!  The first season is on Netflix, or you can watch them online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with this picture.  When I saw it, I was nervous to ask who it was. (I've been the subject of some of her recent doodles.) But she replied that it was Mickey and Minnie Mouse.  And I thought that was just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3gQgm3SGCw/TyFysx9q-PI/AAAAAAAACdE/FR_jgsHkBpQ/s1600/doodle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3gQgm3SGCw/TyFysx9q-PI/AAAAAAAACdE/FR_jgsHkBpQ/s320/doodle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701964716879575282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3165163924849919732?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3165163924849919732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3165163924849919732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3165163924849919732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3165163924849919732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='Overdue'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3gQgm3SGCw/TyFysx9q-PI/AAAAAAAACdE/FR_jgsHkBpQ/s72-c/doodle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1435677684221779765</id><published>2012-01-04T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:35:51.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UoBcUHhUP6w/TwSK-L0kzWI/AAAAAAAACcU/ZsECHW8Md8g/s1600/m%2Bbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UoBcUHhUP6w/TwSK-L0kzWI/AAAAAAAACcU/ZsECHW8Md8g/s320/m%2Bbday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693828629832977762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we have a 4 year old!  She was so excited about everything - mostly about me sneaking in her room at night to put balloons in there so she'd wake up to them the next morning.  I kept worrying I wasn't making a big enough deal about her birthday since she's actually old enough to know about it, but she was pretty easy to please.  When I asked her what she wanted to do for her birthday, she said "play with my family."  I'm afraid that sweetness with gifts/holidays won't last forever. :)  Matt had the day off on Monday so we went to the big mall here to ride the carousel and have lunch.  Both of the kids loved that. Yesterday, the kids and I went to the children's museum and got milkshakes after.  When Matt got home we had Madeline's request for dinner - pancakes (with bananas and buttermilk syrup) and then finished it off with some presents and hello kitty cake.  (By the way...I really don't like frosting, but was happy to find &lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2010/09/the-best-frosting-ever.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; which is creamy, fluffy, and not too sweet.  The cake was just Duncan Hines dark chocolate fudge cake mix with some mini chocolate chips thrown in.  Pretty easy and a winning  combination!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline is a sweet, sensitive, caring, silly girl who loves to imagine, draw, create and take great care of her little brother.  She definitely has her quirks and dramatic emotions occasionally, but I'm already getting sad about her not being around during the days. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Madeline!  We feel pretty lucky you're ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddvpjSzuXqo/TwSK-fLo0GI/AAAAAAAACcg/7K0pDbdQT6U/s1600/M-bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddvpjSzuXqo/TwSK-fLo0GI/AAAAAAAACcg/7K0pDbdQT6U/s320/M-bday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693828635029983330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1435677684221779765?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1435677684221779765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1435677684221779765' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1435677684221779765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1435677684221779765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-4.html' title='The Big 4'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UoBcUHhUP6w/TwSK-L0kzWI/AAAAAAAACcU/ZsECHW8Md8g/s72-c/m%2Bbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8772562542509846483</id><published>2011-12-31T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T07:19:03.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Surprise</title><content type='html'>A month ago, a friend in my church sent an email around saying she was selling her piano for pretty cheap.  I quickly emailed Matt the photo, kind of half kidding.  By the time he got home, it was late, he was tired and I had received another email saying she had already sold it.  So I didn't really bring it up and I moved on.  It wasn't very practical anyway.  Who wants to have a piano to move around?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas morning.  I opened a card that had the picture of the piano in it!  Matt had emailed her right away and bought it!  I think I was more happy about the thought and the surprise. It was weird to be so impractical - but fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we have a piano in our home. I have missed having that.  It's old (1909 maybe?) and has lots of character but I think it's beautiful.  I'm looking forward to the sounds from little fingers and great music, too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41-JAGSaIvc/Tv8muGrWnUI/AAAAAAAACcI/Lq4bLdsuWao/s1600/P1020867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41-JAGSaIvc/Tv8muGrWnUI/AAAAAAAACcI/Lq4bLdsuWao/s200/P1020867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692311027527884098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TcT_CCswYXc/Tv8mtcKFP0I/AAAAAAAACb8/hLASGyyywpk/s1600/P1020871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TcT_CCswYXc/Tv8mtcKFP0I/AAAAAAAACb8/hLASGyyywpk/s200/P1020871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692311016114044738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPUrRUeNCIk/Tv8mtG9zDaI/AAAAAAAACbw/iFOi2notxTE/s1600/P1020864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPUrRUeNCIk/Tv8mtG9zDaI/AAAAAAAACbw/iFOi2notxTE/s200/P1020864.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692311010425376162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Matt.  Christmas with just you and our little family this year was perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8772562542509846483?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8772562542509846483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8772562542509846483' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8772562542509846483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8772562542509846483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-surprise.html' title='Christmas Surprise'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41-JAGSaIvc/Tv8muGrWnUI/AAAAAAAACcI/Lq4bLdsuWao/s72-c/P1020867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-965630727907397905</id><published>2011-12-28T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T20:11:49.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconventional</title><content type='html'>Most people give out cookies and candy around the holidays.  The Weeds?  We hand out barbecue sauce!  For those of you who don't know, Matt makes some incredible slow-cooked meat on his smoker - especially pulled pork.  He also makes his own rubs and sauces.  He wanted to bottle some of our favorite bbq sauce and give it to his colleagues.  He insisted on calling it "Gun Smoke" which I thought was a little over-the-top, especially since he would be giving it to respected doctors.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt was too busy saving people's eyes, so I was the one who needed to come up with the label.  With a dramatic name, we needed a dramatic label.  Here is what I came up with.  I was pretty proud, especially since it made Matt laugh out loud when he saw it. (In a good way.)  That's a big feat, since he's the funny one around here.  (Madeline is a close second.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to great barbecue and happy holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwWUWJwN3q4/TvvnX-24uvI/AAAAAAAACbg/OyN-923gb6U/s1600/P1020844.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwWUWJwN3q4/TvvnX-24uvI/AAAAAAAACbg/OyN-923gb6U/s320/P1020844.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691396953308969714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10eMzGHiay8/TvvnXuzUG3I/AAAAAAAACbY/UHbEeV431pc/s1600/P1020852.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10eMzGHiay8/TvvnXuzUG3I/AAAAAAAACbY/UHbEeV431pc/s320/P1020852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691396948999019378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-965630727907397905?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/965630727907397905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=965630727907397905' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/965630727907397905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/965630727907397905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/12/unconventional.html' title='Unconventional'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwWUWJwN3q4/TvvnX-24uvI/AAAAAAAACbg/OyN-923gb6U/s72-c/P1020844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1906734115296029844</id><published>2011-12-21T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:24:45.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Months</title><content type='html'>Charlie had his 15 month check up yesterday.  He was 21 lbs - 15th percentile and 30.5 inches long - 25th percentile.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within the last few weeks he is seeming to be more of a toddler: the wanting to help and do whatever we're doing, the high-pitched scream when he doesn't get what he wants or Madeline comes near a toy he's playing with, the non-sense jabbering, the mimicking of words, the silliness, the curious, getting into everything....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he's lots of fun and we're sure glad he's ours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the last week or so, I've been trying to capture all of the things he has learned to do on video.  It was pretty unsuccessful as he chooses to perform when he wants to.  Here are our many attempts.  His laugh at the end is my favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid299.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fmm306%2Fmalerie_2008%2FCharlie15months.mp4"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/6545893986833948863-1906734115296029844?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1906734115296029844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1906734115296029844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1906734115296029844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1906734115296029844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/12/15-months.html' title='15 Months'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6975265825665370399</id><published>2011-12-09T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:36:57.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Conversations</title><content type='html'>Madeline: Mom, what do you want for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmm... Maybe a sweater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline:  Ok, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  No whining from you and Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline: Mom, you aren't getting that for Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(worth a try, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me. OK, how about a happy, healthy family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline:  You already have that, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation made me smile. It also made me realize I am turning into my mom!  Did anyone else's mom always ask for happy kids for gifts?  It used to drive me crazy, but obviously I get it now.   And turning into my mom is a great thing.  if I can be half the mom my mom is, I'll be satisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6975265825665370399?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6975265825665370399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6975265825665370399' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6975265825665370399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6975265825665370399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-conversations.html' title='Christmas Conversations'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-403094365744277886</id><published>2011-11-30T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:24:14.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out of her shell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Madeline just finished her first "dance" class at the rec center.  It's called a dance class, but it mostly involved three year olds wandering around, rolling on the floor and doing their own thing.  But it accomplished what we wanted it to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here was how Madeline started. She just wanted to sit on the stage or stand by herself and just watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-148PmmCCavw/TtayOPCkMpI/AAAAAAAACac/JuBAcBbZkr0/s1600/P1020526.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-148PmmCCavw/TtayOPCkMpI/AAAAAAAACac/JuBAcBbZkr0/s200/P1020526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680923937599664786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here was her last class.  Believe me, she was still by far the quietest girl in there.  We had to have little talks before each class about following Miss Kate, not sitting on the stage, participating, making eye contact and having fun.  Although she was quiet, she was always right behind her teacher doing everything she asked.  During "free dance" she was doing exactly what Miss Kate did.  Haha...I guess she was listening to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdA0rStIVOE/TtayNnonQYI/AAAAAAAACaQ/4EYiGzriWgE/s1600/P1020787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdA0rStIVOE/TtayNnonQYI/AAAAAAAACaQ/4EYiGzriWgE/s200/P1020787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680923927021830530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOvltHjzIYo/TtayNaS88-I/AAAAAAAACaE/Q2hoSZRFBHw/s1600/P1020790.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOvltHjzIYo/TtayNaS88-I/AAAAAAAACaE/Q2hoSZRFBHw/s200/P1020790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680923923441316834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid299.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fmm306%2Fmalerie_2008%2Fdancing.mp4"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have moved here, Madeline has definitely made progress in the social department, but most people in general don't think she talks. She has a hard time being herself around large groups.  Since she was a tiny baby, she preferred just watching and observing from the outside.  It's amazing how those personality traits are part of them from the beginning. It's hard as a mom (and a dad) to see her struggle being social or engage in natural play with other kids, to have kids ask why she isn't talking, or to clam up and not play when there are a lot of people at the park, especially when she can be an energetic, creative and sweet girl at home who would make a wonderful friend for someone if she'd just open up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, in the last few months, we have seen progress as she has enjoyed having friends over, finally likes and looks forward to going to nursery, will answer people in public when they ask her questions, and overall is gaining confidence.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being reserved may always be part of her personality.  I just hope I can give her opportunities to help her gain the confidence and the self esteem for her to be happy and accomplish whatever her little heart desires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-403094365744277886?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/403094365744277886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=403094365744277886' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/403094365744277886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/403094365744277886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/11/coming-out-of-her-shell.html' title='Coming out of her shell'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-148PmmCCavw/TtayOPCkMpI/AAAAAAAACac/JuBAcBbZkr0/s72-c/P1020526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6423030516738996661</id><published>2011-11-23T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T09:32:19.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More!</title><content type='html'>I added a few more cute things to my etsy shop - just in time for holiday gifts.  These little boots are adorable, if I do say so myself.  :)  It's been fun to keep busy with these.  Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.etsy.com/assets/js/etsy_mini_shop.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;new Etsy.Mini(6524124,'thumbnail',3,2,0,'http://www.etsy.com');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6423030516738996661?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6423030516738996661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6423030516738996661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6423030516738996661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6423030516738996661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/11/more.html' title='More!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-7149434806723743303</id><published>2011-11-15T12:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:19:30.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandparents</title><content type='html'>Our lucky kids have gotten to be with some pretty great people lately.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago, Matt's parents (Pops and Grandma 'Nette) came to Iowa to visit. It was so fun to be with them and the kids, of course, were in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found a gorgeous nature trail around Coralville Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jUubrm9PuJE/TsLRzkzZ0jI/AAAAAAAACYA/kKVnTAsqDrs/s1600/P1020606.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jUubrm9PuJE/TsLRzkzZ0jI/AAAAAAAACYA/kKVnTAsqDrs/s200/P1020606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675329164423057970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aAjctwuXeNM/TsLR0AurNQI/AAAAAAAACYM/m7Q7pzGlYxw/s1600/P1020621.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aAjctwuXeNM/TsLR0AurNQI/AAAAAAAACYM/m7Q7pzGlYxw/s200/P1020621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675329171919418626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pQgSHgHW3tA/TsLRzMImAFI/AAAAAAAACX0/YkMgavaPUXY/s1600/P1020620.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pQgSHgHW3tA/TsLRzMImAFI/AAAAAAAACX0/YkMgavaPUXY/s200/P1020620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675329157801050194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what they did most of, though:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LcTD1JBi-0U/TsLR0d5HgYI/AAAAAAAACYY/IVyRESA_rIo/s1600/P1020602.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LcTD1JBi-0U/TsLR0d5HgYI/AAAAAAAACYY/IVyRESA_rIo/s200/P1020602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675329179747844482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week after that, the kids and I traveled to Spokane.  I have to say it was pretty great being the only kid staying with them.  Don't get me wrong, I love the hectic, full household of siblings and grandkids around the holidays, but we got precious one on one time and the kids loved being with Grandpa Steve and Grandma Julie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since there was a 2 hour time difference, the kids and I saw the gorgeous sunrise every morning :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tpC1TIYUjtw/TsLUSB6j2YI/AAAAAAAACZE/O7MwEB4Wh3w/s1600/P1020667.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tpC1TIYUjtw/TsLUSB6j2YI/AAAAAAAACZE/O7MwEB4Wh3w/s200/P1020667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675331886657034626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the fireplace at my parents' house.  The kids helped keep it burning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHbGfWPYzwA/TsLURkN_JuI/AAAAAAAACY8/DA4v03AHTbA/s1600/P1020673.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHbGfWPYzwA/TsLURkN_JuI/AAAAAAAACY8/DA4v03AHTbA/s200/P1020673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675331878685452002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie rarely left the kitchen since the "snack closet" or pantry was full of treats.  He would take all of his toys in there - hence the puzzles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4dcu6GUDWs/TsLURF4QU-I/AAAAAAAACYw/1QEu_f8SgRA/s1600/P1020669.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4dcu6GUDWs/TsLURF4QU-I/AAAAAAAACYw/1QEu_f8SgRA/s200/P1020669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675331870541239266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie loved reading his favorite book with Grandpa. Of course Madeline wanted in on it, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xrOyEdUi-A/TsLUQ8wIXBI/AAAAAAAACYk/grpq_QV0n5s/s1600/P1020675.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xrOyEdUi-A/TsLUQ8wIXBI/AAAAAAAACYk/grpq_QV0n5s/s200/P1020675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675331868091243538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A trip to Spokane would not be complete without visiting their great-grandparents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are Grandma and Grandpa Bates (Grandma recently turned 97!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8iGts4WDlmw/TsLYFgqilHI/AAAAAAAACZs/XFHLXWdGYks/s1600/P1020683.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8iGts4WDlmw/TsLYFgqilHI/AAAAAAAACZs/XFHLXWdGYks/s200/P1020683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675336069619553394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WRu44GSnxYc/TsLYFYwGfMI/AAAAAAAACZg/nRDbIavblGs/s1600/P1020685.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WRu44GSnxYc/TsLYFYwGfMI/AAAAAAAACZg/nRDbIavblGs/s200/P1020685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675336067495394498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Grandma and Grandpa Anglesey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-jwRN-MTW8/TsLXio-vUyI/AAAAAAAACZU/_xnNAr_1rgo/s1600/P1020695.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-jwRN-MTW8/TsLXio-vUyI/AAAAAAAACZU/_xnNAr_1rgo/s200/P1020695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675335470556336930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We feel awfully blessed to have all of these wonderful people in our lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-7149434806723743303?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/7149434806723743303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=7149434806723743303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7149434806723743303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7149434806723743303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/11/grandparents.html' title='Grandparents'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jUubrm9PuJE/TsLRzkzZ0jI/AAAAAAAACYA/kKVnTAsqDrs/s72-c/P1020606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8942265145018843595</id><published>2011-11-08T12:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T14:01:37.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do we know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrh9Cr047aA/TrmQdYGHUuI/AAAAAAAACXo/b1VczHyVdeo/s1600/P1020752.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrh9Cr047aA/TrmQdYGHUuI/AAAAAAAACXo/b1VczHyVdeo/s320/P1020752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672724040008553186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Madeline loving her brother while they eat cinnamon and sugar pie dough scraps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week or so, the kids have been extra grumpy, whiny, tired, needy, you name it.  Which means their mommy has been the same. I'm guessing it's from vacation, traveling, time changes and more time changes.  I haven't been feeling very patient or understanding .  You know the feeling when the kids go to bed and you look into those sweet faces and feel like you can do better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well during lunch today, we had a sweet conversation that reminded me of why I'm so glad I have my kids to teach me and make me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought Madeline her milk in a pink cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- Mom!  (yes she now calls me mom instead of mommy.  A little sad for me.) How did you know I wanted pink?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me - I'm your mom. I know you, Madeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-  Hmm.. you know me.  Well, what do we know about Charlie?  He loves dogs, he likes reading books, he LOVES to go outside, and he likes to scream in the car.  (a new and very bothersome thing for madeline. He does it to get to her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me - You do know Charlie!  What do we know about Daddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- He likes to play with water on the deck with us, he likes helping people and he loves to go camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me - You know Daddy.  What do you know about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - I know you love Daddy.  I know you love me, and I know you love Charlie.  You like making things, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could have pointed out a number of my weaknesses, but instead she focused on some of our best qualities and things I think she loves about each of us.  (except for charlie screaming!) Maybe that's why we're told to be child like.  Because they forgive and forget very easily.  I feel extremely blessed to be a mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8942265145018843595?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8942265145018843595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8942265145018843595' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8942265145018843595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8942265145018843595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-do-we-know.html' title='What do we know...'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrh9Cr047aA/TrmQdYGHUuI/AAAAAAAACXo/b1VczHyVdeo/s72-c/P1020752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3822890216096699057</id><published>2011-11-03T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:14:57.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Open for Business!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6CYB-UENTlM/TrKvlfjRLNI/AAAAAAAACWI/hudSL3BKai8/s1600/Picture%2B1.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6CYB-UENTlM/TrKvlfjRLNI/AAAAAAAACWI/hudSL3BKai8/s320/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670787939472321746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my etsy shop &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/minisbymalerie?ref=seller_info"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. or click on my little link above (right below our blog header)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3822890216096699057?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3822890216096699057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3822890216096699057' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3822890216096699057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3822890216096699057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-open-for-business.html' title='I&apos;m Open for Business!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6CYB-UENTlM/TrKvlfjRLNI/AAAAAAAACWI/hudSL3BKai8/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6067808520337763090</id><published>2011-10-30T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T06:19:38.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Eve</title><content type='html'>Since we were in Spokane all last week (more on that later) we jam packed our weekend full of Halloween fun.  Madeline was really excited about her costume this year.  Charlie can't verbally voice his opinion yet, so he got to be what Madeline wanted him to be. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_qt8wX_E6w/Tq4KNKUfxXI/AAAAAAAACU0/P_jxu0ZjpqA/s1600/P1020696.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_qt8wX_E6w/Tq4KNKUfxXI/AAAAAAAACU0/P_jxu0ZjpqA/s200/P1020696.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669480202130933106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Grandma Anglesey crocheted their hats.  It pretty much makes their outfits. Thanks, Grandma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wk6WAUJY3zY/Tq4KNUijGzI/AAAAAAAACVA/81F_u7-KuL8/s1600/P1020701.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wk6WAUJY3zY/Tq4KNUijGzI/AAAAAAAACVA/81F_u7-KuL8/s200/P1020701.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669480204874226482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;checkin out their tails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uZ2ZwfEERpw/Tq4KOFJpJDI/AAAAAAAACVM/IrZCldl3nDM/s1600/P1020705.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uZ2ZwfEERpw/Tq4KOFJpJDI/AAAAAAAACVM/IrZCldl3nDM/s200/P1020705.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669480217923101746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy raced home in between patients to make it to the halloween party.  The kids were happy about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vkk_6wDX7dc/Tq4KOR3BQMI/AAAAAAAACVY/fJxLjznvJNU/s1600/P1020712.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vkk_6wDX7dc/Tq4KOR3BQMI/AAAAAAAACVY/fJxLjznvJNU/s200/P1020712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669480221334651074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie (looking extra grown up) picking out the perfect pumpkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ucLwmbtpes/Tq4KOxuA4GI/AAAAAAAACVk/Ya2FFyDMf8I/s1600/P1020714.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ucLwmbtpes/Tq4KOxuA4GI/AAAAAAAACVk/Ya2FFyDMf8I/s200/P1020714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669480229886812258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, our cute little pumpkins. Charlie roamed around wreaking havoc while we carved, Madeline refused to put her hand in the guts, Matt got a rash on his hand, Madeline later threw up and said it was from the pumpkins.  I was happy to have my little family together tonight. And that's a wrap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pFj1Ly4FtJk/Tq4LpvUkSfI/AAAAAAAACVw/vSyhy6S5Cn0/s1600/P1020733.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pFj1Ly4FtJk/Tq4LpvUkSfI/AAAAAAAACVw/vSyhy6S5Cn0/s200/P1020733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669481792611305970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6067808520337763090?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6067808520337763090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6067808520337763090' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6067808520337763090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6067808520337763090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-eve.html' title='Halloween Eve'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_qt8wX_E6w/Tq4KNKUfxXI/AAAAAAAACU0/P_jxu0ZjpqA/s72-c/P1020696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6382139163585375196</id><published>2011-10-17T15:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:21:43.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dv3KTfTwRKw/TpyxAWgPm_I/AAAAAAAACRs/MfME5lVfn6Q/s1600/P1020665.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dv3KTfTwRKw/TpyxAWgPm_I/AAAAAAAACRs/MfME5lVfn6Q/s320/P1020665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664597050924178418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to our "new" Honda Odyssey!  I have never loved vans, but let me tell you, the S P A C E is amazing!  Forgive me, vans, for being prejudiced.  We are officially a two car family.  I just have to say how proud I am of Matt and me for making it 6 1/2 years of marriage with only one car.  It hasn't been easy and both of us have made sacrifices, but we made it work and saved a lot of moolah.   It has been rather liberating to know I can go anywhere I want and not have to plan around Matt's work schedule.  Wow! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt's parents were selling their van, so we jumped at the chance.  Both of our cars are in the "over 100,000 miles club,"  so cross your fingers they make it a few years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6382139163585375196?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6382139163585375196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6382139163585375196' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6382139163585375196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6382139163585375196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-addition.html' title='The New Addition'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dv3KTfTwRKw/TpyxAWgPm_I/AAAAAAAACRs/MfME5lVfn6Q/s72-c/P1020665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8601322336076428851</id><published>2011-10-13T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T19:03:19.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Wreath</title><content type='html'>I'm not the biggest fan of Halloween.  I don't mind costumes and trick or treating, but I don't go all out with decor.  I do love having an excuse to make a wreath, though!  I saw this one on &lt;a href="http://www.somethingfortheroad.com/"&gt;Cassi's&lt;/a&gt; blog.  The original tutorial is &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2011/10/how-to-make-a-tulle-wreath-halloween-edition/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I really like the effect and texture the tulle creates. It was super easy and fast. I didn't bedazzle it - still debating whether to add stuff to it, or not.  I used three spools of black tulle 6 x 20 yards each from Michaels.  (wedding aisle)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHhL4DEzBY8/TpdkND2O1yI/AAAAAAAACRI/LkA8Zq1I6QY/s1600/P1020652.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHhL4DEzBY8/TpdkND2O1yI/AAAAAAAACRI/LkA8Zq1I6QY/s320/P1020652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663105231975536418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qy7BoGB9uco/TpdkNktd_5I/AAAAAAAACRU/gRUfmuK1XsA/s1600/P1020653.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qy7BoGB9uco/TpdkNktd_5I/AAAAAAAACRU/gRUfmuK1XsA/s320/P1020653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663105240797151122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HcsdYsg_tlQ/TpdkONnXGnI/AAAAAAAACRk/YT1mgQ0CEr0/s1600/P1020651.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HcsdYsg_tlQ/TpdkONnXGnI/AAAAAAAACRk/YT1mgQ0CEr0/s320/P1020651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663105251777387122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would look really pretty in cream or pink for a wedding or little girl's room.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out another really cool Halloween wreath involving snakes by Martha  &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/854499/wriggling-snake-wreath"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8601322336076428851?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8601322336076428851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8601322336076428851' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8601322336076428851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8601322336076428851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/10/yet-another-wreath.html' title='Yet Another Wreath'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHhL4DEzBY8/TpdkND2O1yI/AAAAAAAACRI/LkA8Zq1I6QY/s72-c/P1020652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-2897527492260672375</id><published>2011-10-09T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T08:27:07.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week!</title><content type='html'>Matt had the week off.  I felt like a little girl on Christmas Eve on his last day of work last week.  It has been such a gift to have him around.  We did some pretty fun things, too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a spur of the moment trip to Chicago.  I had never been. We got to ride the train and explore downtown for a day.  Madeline got to go to the American Girl Store, which she absolutely loved.  There were a few unforeseen circumstances and traveling with kids is just harder, so we didn't see all we wanted to, but we were satisfied. We also concluded that we don't love the busyness of big cities, although the skyline and shopping were both pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBqVUMZOO4M/TpG35V5aacI/AAAAAAAACPE/5meJ5yMWGTw/s1600/P1020556.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBqVUMZOO4M/TpG35V5aacI/AAAAAAAACPE/5meJ5yMWGTw/s200/P1020556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661508402339801538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_8uuHeFEK8/TpG3540EwFI/AAAAAAAACPM/Y1njj6Jgma8/s1600/P1020557.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_8uuHeFEK8/TpG3540EwFI/AAAAAAAACPM/Y1njj6Jgma8/s200/P1020557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661508411712651346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZj_SN3nfk0/TpG36R_Ke4I/AAAAAAAACPU/7Ebar83ZYtU/s1600/P1020559.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZj_SN3nfk0/TpG36R_Ke4I/AAAAAAAACPU/7Ebar83ZYtU/s200/P1020559.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661508418470050690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at her little face, full of amazement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOgOwLEkPI0/TpG36iasAtI/AAAAAAAACPc/97XLj3sMY3s/s1600/P1020563.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOgOwLEkPI0/TpG36iasAtI/AAAAAAAACPc/97XLj3sMY3s/s200/P1020563.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661508422880461522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Chicago, Matt drove on a few more hours to Michigan to play disc golf at a premier, private course.  He had a great time. We stayed behind and hung out back in Chicago and did some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Iowa City, we visited Wilson's Apple Orchard.  For some odd reason, it's high 80s here in October, so it doesn't quite feel like fall.  But it's still beautiful with the fall colors.  Unfortunately there was a high volume of visitors who picked all of the apples before they were ripe, so there weren't any left.  But they had some picked from their neighboring orchard and let me tell you, their home-grown honey crisp were incredibly delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Clo46yClbRc/TpG5Uphq_SI/AAAAAAAACPs/SAr9hBT3800/s1600/P1020577.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Clo46yClbRc/TpG5Uphq_SI/AAAAAAAACPs/SAr9hBT3800/s200/P1020577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661509970977029410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wx3kukZc9yo/TpG37Thj0BI/AAAAAAAACPk/dzPckxicoJc/s1600/P1020574.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wx3kukZc9yo/TpG37Thj0BI/AAAAAAAACPk/dzPckxicoJc/s200/P1020574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661508436062621714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was family swim night for a buck at the rec center, so off we went swimming.  Both of the kids love the water and won't admit they're cold despite their lips being purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had another road trip to Nauvoo, IL.  This was really special for me.  Our church ward was having a temple trip and the nearest temple to us is the Nauvoo temple.  It's 2 hours away.  If you aren't familiar with my church's history, early members lived in Nauvoo in 1848, They  were persecuted and driven out of the city.  The mobs burned down the temple as they were fleeing.  They rebuilt the temple in 2002 over the original spot which is on a high bluff overlooking the Mississippi River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQBMIomrLtI/TpG5VfW7yjI/AAAAAAAACP0/GZFL5RdfGG4/s1600/P1020580.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQBMIomrLtI/TpG5VfW7yjI/AAAAAAAACP0/GZFL5RdfGG4/s200/P1020580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661509985427507762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can you spot the kids above?  Just an idea of how tall this beautiful building is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xY6k9ChxJVE/TpG5Vuyjy3I/AAAAAAAACP8/ipyBJOlztOI/s1600/P1020581.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xY6k9ChxJVE/TpG5Vuyjy3I/AAAAAAAACP8/ipyBJOlztOI/s200/P1020581.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661509989569907570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jT5GJ43fS4/TpG5WRM2toI/AAAAAAAACQE/zJU2J61E_mc/s1600/P1020586.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jT5GJ43fS4/TpG5WRM2toI/AAAAAAAACQE/zJU2J61E_mc/s200/P1020586.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661509998807004802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, it is gorgeous and very special.  It was a wonderful thing to be able to go and feel the special spirit there. And to also remember what the pioneers went through, how they persevered, and how many gave their lives for what they believed in.  If you'd like to learn more about temples, you can visit &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/faq/#Temples"&gt;mormon.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been wonderful to be together this week.  We're all going to be sad to say goodbye to Daddy on Monday.  But we're all in this together and we make a great team, so we'll make the best of this residency!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-2897527492260672375?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/2897527492260672375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=2897527492260672375' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2897527492260672375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2897527492260672375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-week.html' title='What a Week!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBqVUMZOO4M/TpG35V5aacI/AAAAAAAACPE/5meJ5yMWGTw/s72-c/P1020556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6342710649348984876</id><published>2011-09-28T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T16:49:40.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Lions</title><content type='html'>Apparently to be part of our family, you have to know how to roar like a lion:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madeline at 15 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid299.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fmm306%2Fmalerie_2008%2Fmadelinelion.mp4"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie at 12 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid299.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fmm306%2Fmalerie_2008%2FLionsays.mp4"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Madeline wins best lion award, but they're both awfully cute.  Charlie needs some work with the lizard and fishy faces.  It's fun to be a parent and teach your kids unimportant tricks. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6342710649348984876?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6342710649348984876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6342710649348984876' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6342710649348984876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6342710649348984876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-lions.html' title='Baby Lions'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-5024714195146736762</id><published>2011-09-24T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T06:43:29.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations</title><content type='html'>Matt sits down on the couch and starts to turn on the tv -&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madeline:  What are you watching, Daddy?  Football or baseball?  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-5024714195146736762?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/5024714195146736762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=5024714195146736762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5024714195146736762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5024714195146736762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/09/conversations.html' title='Conversations'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-7800835795921125705</id><published>2011-09-20T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T13:09:11.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsome</title><content type='html'>I couldn't resist snapping a picture (or three) of little Charlie post-church. (Don't worry, he wore pants to church!) I know they're a little blurry. He's always on the move now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGMjOwy1TZU/TnilQaNheZI/AAAAAAAACN0/9s4pDhtYN_w/s1600/P1020397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGMjOwy1TZU/TnilQaNheZI/AAAAAAAACN0/9s4pDhtYN_w/s320/P1020397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654451033496189330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ed56iBDQrss/TnilP3_5lmI/AAAAAAAACNs/m9kcjJQkBnE/s1600/P1020398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ed56iBDQrss/TnilP3_5lmI/AAAAAAAACNs/m9kcjJQkBnE/s320/P1020398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654451024312243810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrnzpToWhtE/TnilPYYzqwI/AAAAAAAACNk/78TBOtF2ntw/s1600/P1020394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrnzpToWhtE/TnilPYYzqwI/AAAAAAAACNk/78TBOtF2ntw/s320/P1020394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654451015826778882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little man makes me happy.  He had his dr's appt yesterday.  15th percentile in weight. Again, dealing with a child low on the charts.  Really?  Look at those thighs!  He is gaining confidence with walking and seems quite pleased with himself.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wrapped up nursing last week.  I was feeling a little more sentimental this time around.  Maybe it's because you get less one on one time with two kids?  But Charlie is a major snuggler at all times of the day, so that satisfies me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie's biggest love is cords. He will sit and play with the computer cord for a good 30 minutes sometimes.  He also loves putting lids on containers, and putting items in and out of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can tell Charlie and Madeline have different personalities, but I am seeing some similarities, too. Yesterday at the doctor's office, Charlie wouldn't let them do anything to him (including weighing him) unless I was holding him.  He held super still as long as he was in my arms. I'm not sure if it's the age or part of personality, but Charlie is shy and is very attached to me. Hmm...sounds familiar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madeline is growing up and starting some new things.  She deserves her own post, though.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-7800835795921125705?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/7800835795921125705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=7800835795921125705' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7800835795921125705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7800835795921125705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/09/handsome.html' title='Handsome'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGMjOwy1TZU/TnilQaNheZI/AAAAAAAACN0/9s4pDhtYN_w/s72-c/P1020397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-9221987013298973204</id><published>2011-09-13T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T18:55:48.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Craft Fair</title><content type='html'>Thank you for being so supportive.  Many of you have been asking how it went, so here it is -&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was SO much fun. I loved talking with people and having them admire something I made with my own hands.  I'm used to living in places where making crafts is just the thing to do, but here, everyone couldn't believe I could make things like that!  They were even fascinated with the pom poms, which in San Diego were standard fare for any baby shower or party.  (I love you little Iowa!) My booth and my products were very well received.  I just wish I would have sold a little more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEUCZ8ca2t4/TnAEUP0TS4I/AAAAAAAACMc/YBU4AFs574o/s1600/P1020357.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEUCZ8ca2t4/TnAEUP0TS4I/AAAAAAAACMc/YBU4AFs574o/s200/P1020357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652022278239767426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-swLwzPFHe-o/TnAEVyazNeI/AAAAAAAACMk/7A8tLo0gffw/s1600/P1020360.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-swLwzPFHe-o/TnAEVyazNeI/AAAAAAAACMk/7A8tLo0gffw/s200/P1020360.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652022304707917282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTmocseoU50/TnAEWTDqMnI/AAAAAAAACMs/NqL4HOYHaUA/s1600/P1020359.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTmocseoU50/TnAEWTDqMnI/AAAAAAAACMs/NqL4HOYHaUA/s200/P1020359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652022313469227634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The favorite items were the mary jane shoes and the tie and vest onesies.  But my visitors pretty much fell into two categories:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Grandparents who didn't know if a girl or boy was on the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Everyone else who wished they had a baby to buy for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpXSh-DBrXs/TnAEW1OanVI/AAAAAAAACM0/g5lQpkgv0fU/s1600/P1020361.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpXSh-DBrXs/TnAEW1OanVI/AAAAAAAACM0/g5lQpkgv0fU/s200/P1020361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652022322641149266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2o5wJgG0IIM/TnAGYrIitBI/AAAAAAAACNE/IfkfkcSIC9M/s1600/P1020363.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2o5wJgG0IIM/TnAGYrIitBI/AAAAAAAACNE/IfkfkcSIC9M/s200/P1020363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652024553315152914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42hQ6FkWm0M/TnAEXf2_DvI/AAAAAAAACM8/O0B59oNU1FI/s1600/P1020362.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42hQ6FkWm0M/TnAEXf2_DvI/AAAAAAAACM8/O0B59oNU1FI/s200/P1020362.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652022334085598962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ARuYUMMb8I/TnAGZKl5QFI/AAAAAAAACNM/IOmgQQTfnR0/s1600/P1020367.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ARuYUMMb8I/TnAGZKl5QFI/AAAAAAAACNM/IOmgQQTfnR0/s200/P1020367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652024561759764562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal was to at least break even.  And I actually made a profit.  But the whole set up with one car, kids and a busy husband made it kind of a big ordeal.  I couldn't have done it without Matt.  He was so kind to let me do this fair.  (The cleanliness of the house took a backseat while I prepared everything!) And he took his precious day off to help me set up my booth at 7 am, take the kids all day, and help me load up and take two trips home.  He was great, didn't complain and was happy to help me.  Setting up my booth with just the two of us was really fun.  It was cute to watch him hang pom poms, adjust the tablecloth, cut ribbons, etc :)  He had the idea to hang the onesies some forward, some backwards and it worked out great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to do it again....maybe next year!  I had a blast, but I'm not sure the money is worth the hassle.  I'm pretty sure I should stick to being a harpist.  It's a much more efficient way to make money!  I actually handed out a ton of my business cards for harp.  I met three couples with children getting married, and made friends with the event planner for the University of Iowa.  So maybe this little craft fair will open some doors to some gigs.  I'm debating about opening an etsy shop to sell some of the things I have left over.  If anything, I've got some darling baby gifts on hand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8NMSBi2dwo/TnAGZbSevoI/AAAAAAAACNU/78IUhboUci0/s1600/P1020368.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8NMSBi2dwo/TnAGZbSevoI/AAAAAAAACNU/78IUhboUci0/s200/P1020368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652024566241738370" /&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/6545893986833948863-9221987013298973204?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/9221987013298973204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=9221987013298973204' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/9221987013298973204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/9221987013298973204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-craft-fair.html' title='The Big Craft Fair'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEUCZ8ca2t4/TnAEUP0TS4I/AAAAAAAACMc/YBU4AFs574o/s72-c/P1020357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4711739188359062615</id><published>2011-09-10T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:35:08.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Charlie is one and I can hardly believe it.  We had a fun little family party for the big guy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the cupcakes I made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSVbesZyq80/TmwpVrbKWCI/AAAAAAAACME/YDBnGsH-_Ak/s1600/P1020326.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSVbesZyq80/TmwpVrbKWCI/AAAAAAAACME/YDBnGsH-_Ak/s320/P1020326.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650937084853770274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2011/08/chocolate-peanut-butter-cup-cupcakes-2/"&gt;Our Best Bites Chocolate Peanut Butter recipe&lt;/a&gt;. It has a surprise PB cup in the center.  I was really excited to attempt her double-swirled frosting.  It was a flop.  I couldn't seem to get the consistencies right, so I just had to use a knife to spread it on.  Bummer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures to recap the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BunZCALO3tM/Tmwrad-YHQI/AAAAAAAACMU/M5cqOZZxlKk/s1600/charlie%2Bcup%2Bcake.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 88px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BunZCALO3tM/Tmwrad-YHQI/AAAAAAAACMU/M5cqOZZxlKk/s400/charlie%2Bcup%2Bcake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650939366165978370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-prbBoVidIW0/TmwraDnLAcI/AAAAAAAACMM/KNsuo_8q-vM/s1600/charlie%2Bbirthday%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-prbBoVidIW0/TmwraDnLAcI/AAAAAAAACMM/KNsuo_8q-vM/s400/charlie%2Bbirthday%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650939359089328578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His doctor's appointment is next week, but I'm pretty sure he's around 20 pounds, putting him in the 12th percentile.  Really?  Look at those rolls...  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie is a sweet little boy.  With Madeline being so mellow, everyone told me my boy was going to be a crazy out of control boy.  Well he may be that later, but for now he is pretty darn easy (although oh boy can he whine!), loves to cuddle, is easy to put to bed no matter where we are or who is putting him down (so glad for this), loves pasta, peas, milk, cheese, well pretty much any food!  He is really into lids right now, and putting things inside other things. He loves the tupperware drawer. I can often find random things inside tupperware with the lids on.  The other day I couldn't find my deodorant.  Charlie put it safely in the laundry hamper and closed the lid.  I looked for a good half hour.  Should have known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie loves his momma, but can't get enough of his daddy.  He gets so excited when he hears Daddy coming home.  He also adores Madeline.  Before bed, he has to give her a little hug. She can always get a good laugh out of him, too.  He knows what he's not supposed to do, usually dealing with cords, outlets or emptying bookshelves and will look at me and grin from ear to ear before being naughty!  Charlie has taken 10 steps, but the little stinker would rather squat down and crawl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been so much fun having a little boy around this last year.  He is such a blessing.  We love you Mr. Charles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4711739188359062615?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4711739188359062615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4711739188359062615' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4711739188359062615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4711739188359062615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-happy-birthday.html' title='Happy, Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSVbesZyq80/TmwpVrbKWCI/AAAAAAAACME/YDBnGsH-_Ak/s72-c/P1020326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6938638332940040416</id><published>2011-09-07T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T10:28:28.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts and Sleeping Out</title><content type='html'>First, Mr. Charles is ONE today! He has been especially grumpy all day, but that also means more cuddling.  We're crossing our fingers that Daddy gets home before 7:00pm tonight so we can celebrate! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you ever sleep out on your deck when you were a kid?  I did and I have great memories of that.  We had a favorite cat, Panda, who would come and snuggle in our sleeping bags with us and sleep there all night.  Matt thought that was gross, but I loved that old, loyal cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we have this great screened in porch and Matt and Madeline slept out the other night.  I don't think Matt got very much sleep with Madeline kicking him all through the night, but I know Madeline loved it.  I could hear them out there chatting about their favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCP4AmmUNzg/Tmenqk2FsxI/AAAAAAAACLU/50ULwglMClo/s1600/P1020297.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCP4AmmUNzg/Tmenqk2FsxI/AAAAAAAACLU/50ULwglMClo/s200/P1020297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649668607446463250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody was a little jealous in the morning when he'd realized he had been left out of something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qyGI3gLayHo/Tmenq_puw9I/AAAAAAAACLc/nP-pFZVIjOc/s1600/P1020300.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qyGI3gLayHo/Tmenq_puw9I/AAAAAAAACLc/nP-pFZVIjOc/s200/P1020300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649668614642385874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also tried my hand at cutting Charlie's hair. I was doing pretty well, but as I was going around one of the ears, Charlie jerked his head back.  It's a little rough around the edges....  I'm going to need a tutorial when I come visit, Mom.  Maybe then Matt will let me come near him with the clippers? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QQijcnEvhXo/Tmen8UG6JLI/AAAAAAAACLk/rta8_WckP3I/s1600/P1020302.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QQijcnEvhXo/Tmen8UG6JLI/AAAAAAAACLk/rta8_WckP3I/s200/P1020302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649668912191251634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXmAvEbflLI/Tmeo5RONbwI/AAAAAAAACLs/mFaEMyNZJlQ/s1600/P1020312.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXmAvEbflLI/Tmeo5RONbwI/AAAAAAAACLs/mFaEMyNZJlQ/s200/P1020312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649669959388589826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6938638332940040416?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6938638332940040416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6938638332940040416' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6938638332940040416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6938638332940040416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/09/haircuts-and-sleeping-out.html' title='Haircuts and Sleeping Out'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCP4AmmUNzg/Tmenqk2FsxI/AAAAAAAACLU/50ULwglMClo/s72-c/P1020297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4691867037825028127</id><published>2011-08-29T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T09:30:16.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyone have any suggestions for a boutique name for my craft booth?  I'm selling baby things - shoes, clothes, hair clips, diaper clutches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of thinking of  "(insert cute word relating to a baby)" by malerie, but I don't know.  &lt;/span&gt;My sister suggested "minis by malerie", but my mom said it sounded like I was selling mini skirts. Thanks mom! :) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I don't want anything too cheesy.   So if you have any ideas, will you please shoot them my way?  Thanks!  You're all great! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4691867037825028127?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4691867037825028127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4691867037825028127' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4691867037825028127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4691867037825028127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/08/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-578220321123527830</id><published>2011-08-27T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T16:25:34.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish</title><content type='html'>Last night before bed, Madeline and I were cuddled on the couch reading an American Girl novel.  I noticed she had an eyelash on her cheek.  I put it on my finger, showed it to her and said, "When you find eyelashes, you can make a wish and blow them off of your finger.  She liked that idea and said, "I wish that we will be friends forever" and blew it off.  Really, Madeline?! Could you have said anything better?  This girl can throw the most stubborn fits and other times be oh so sweet and kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this down, so when she's a teenager and wants nothing to do with me, I can remind her that we're stuck as friends forever because she wished it when she was three.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-578220321123527830?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/578220321123527830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=578220321123527830' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/578220321123527830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/578220321123527830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/08/wish_27.html' title='Wish'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1279729963219664769</id><published>2011-08-24T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T18:17:22.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NuzzerBox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xP2l3N_QH7A/TlVbML7DFmI/AAAAAAAACLI/AJS2NspDiSE/s1600/Alice%2Bhead%2B%25281%2Bof%2B1%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xP2l3N_QH7A/TlVbML7DFmI/AAAAAAAACLI/AJS2NspDiSE/s200/Alice%2Bhead%2B%25281%2Bof%2B1%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644517972895798882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful friend, Alice.  She has impeccable style and also gives the most thoughtful gifts.  She started a blog that combines these two things:  &lt;a href="http://nuzzerbox.com/"&gt;NuzzerBox.com&lt;/a&gt;   Alice shares all kinds of great gift ideas for many different occasions.  I'm excited to have this little resource and I wanted to share it with you!  Plus, aren't you curious what a "nuzzer box is?"  I was! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy gift giving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1279729963219664769?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1279729963219664769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1279729963219664769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1279729963219664769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1279729963219664769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/08/nuzzerbox.html' title='NuzzerBox'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xP2l3N_QH7A/TlVbML7DFmI/AAAAAAAACLI/AJS2NspDiSE/s72-c/Alice%2Bhead%2B%25281%2Bof%2B1%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-5049557483740533458</id><published>2011-08-23T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T08:05:57.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XO6-CuW53Ww/TlPBIr3rr-I/AAAAAAAACK8/rsQYox9Qt2k/s1600/photo-777216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XO6-CuW53Ww/TlPBIr3rr-I/AAAAAAAACK8/rsQYox9Qt2k/s320/photo-777216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644067112984752098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked back and saw this on our drive to take Matt to work early this morning.  They held hands the whole way home.  I know in the near future, it won't be cool to hold your little brother's hand, but in the mean time, these sweet little moments make motherhood awfully rewarding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-5049557483740533458?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/5049557483740533458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=5049557483740533458' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5049557483740533458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5049557483740533458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='Little Moments'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XO6-CuW53Ww/TlPBIr3rr-I/AAAAAAAACK8/rsQYox9Qt2k/s72-c/photo-777216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-7003553345062658348</id><published>2011-08-16T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T16:48:56.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a typical Saturday in Iowa City</title><content type='html'>I am constantly amazed at how much there is to do here, considering it's such a small city. (Maybe the winter is different...I'll let you know)  Matt and I have noticed how educated and community-oriented everyone is and how everything is kept up so nicely.  I don't think I've seen a bad neighborhood anywhere.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, we dropped Matt off at work, and went to check out downtown Iowa City.  In the middle of downtown, there is an outdoor "pedestrian mall" The streets are lined with trees, restaurants, have live music, farmers' markets, art and jazz festivals and the public library, which I might add is one of the best I've been to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L_V4l4ousY/Tkrx38pdbiI/AAAAAAAACJ0/OOicx2QURgU/s1600/IMG_1307.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L_V4l4ousY/Tkrx38pdbiI/AAAAAAAACJ0/OOicx2QURgU/s200/IMG_1307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641587426710089250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, there was a "Sand in the City" competition with sand sculptures and a huge pile of sand for kids to play in.  (not quite the ocean, but hey, still cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIHNp294hBw/Tkrx3VGAceI/AAAAAAAACJs/Jt2kpibjFqQ/s1600/IMG_1305.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIHNp294hBw/Tkrx3VGAceI/AAAAAAAACJs/Jt2kpibjFqQ/s200/IMG_1305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641587416092406242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was also an art, craft and food market where locals sell their homemade goods.  (I may have signed up for a booth for next month's...ugh...what was I thinking!)  It was so much fun to walk around downtown with the live music and happy kids in the stroller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5kj4vl7jq4/Tkrx4SdtaBI/AAAAAAAACJ8/rTUrbEQfxa8/s1600/IMG_1308.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5kj4vl7jq4/Tkrx4SdtaBI/AAAAAAAACJ8/rTUrbEQfxa8/s200/IMG_1308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641587432566384658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was perfect, too.  We hit up the library after that before heading home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few hours later, I dropped the kids off at a friend's house (yes, can you believe it?  I've already made good friends.  yipee!)  And I went to pick Matt up from work and drive 2 hours to Des Moines to see DEF LEPPARD.  Matt has always wanted to see them and they were playing up at the internationally acclaimed Iowa Sate fair, which by the way is on the list of New York Times 1000 places to visit before you die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We only got a glimpse, but the place was packed.  The big thing this year at fairs is I guess, DEEP FRIED BUTTER?  Really?  Disgusting...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUrkhggmwfw/Tkrx41TcqoI/AAAAAAAACKE/3ebjECNcph4/s1600/P1020282.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUrkhggmwfw/Tkrx41TcqoI/AAAAAAAACKE/3ebjECNcph4/s200/P1020282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641587441918585474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfCg-dqTj-Y/Tkr0mrx56MI/AAAAAAAACKk/W2ZuQGarfKY/s1600/P1020285.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfCg-dqTj-Y/Tkr0mrx56MI/AAAAAAAACKk/W2ZuQGarfKY/s200/P1020285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641590428659214530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The concert was great.  Heart opened and played maybe three too many songs, but was entertaining.  Def Leppard was great, too.  The highlight for me was watching their one-armed drummer jam out.  There was a lot of 80s- ness going on that night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rqMWEgBEe-Q/Tkrzqy1XNFI/AAAAAAAACKc/yXCuSkZ_qMw/s1600/P1020291.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rqMWEgBEe-Q/Tkrzqy1XNFI/AAAAAAAACKc/yXCuSkZ_qMw/s200/P1020291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641589399760614482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csaI4lP2o0I/TkrzqRez6nI/AAAAAAAACKU/bxuCkoVFol4/s1600/P1020286.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csaI4lP2o0I/TkrzqRez6nI/AAAAAAAACKU/bxuCkoVFol4/s200/P1020286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641589390807657074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part was getting an 8 hour date with Matt.  And having friends who let us pick up our kids at 1:30 am!  It felt like we were young again!  haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great day to be in Iowa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-7003553345062658348?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/7003553345062658348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=7003553345062658348' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7003553345062658348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7003553345062658348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-typical-saturday-in-iowa-city.html' title='Just a typical Saturday in Iowa City'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L_V4l4ousY/Tkrx38pdbiI/AAAAAAAACJ0/OOicx2QURgU/s72-c/IMG_1307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-940382285531929197</id><published>2011-08-05T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T16:40:12.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to Stay Cool.</title><content type='html'>It is HOT!  and HUMID!  It's been high 90s, but with the humidity, I guess the heat index is well over 100. I lived in Arizona for three years and saw pretty hot temperatures there, but this humidity really brings it up a level.  Luckily, there are a lot of pools, lakes and splash pads that give you something to do in this heat.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uH0mhVBHjn0/Tjx-yWa6tMI/AAAAAAAACI8/GeBQNJz6B1s/s1600/P1020261.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uH0mhVBHjn0/Tjx-yWa6tMI/AAAAAAAACI8/GeBQNJz6B1s/s200/P1020261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637520237038056642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVPAiMR3SB4/Tjx-x6EibaI/AAAAAAAACI0/iwrOHAzx26Q/s1600/P1020231.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVPAiMR3SB4/Tjx-x6EibaI/AAAAAAAACI0/iwrOHAzx26Q/s200/P1020231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637520229427998114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today it was only 80 degrees, only 86% humidity (ha!) and overcast.  It felt so nice.  We actually were able to head out on a walk without melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5DkWo3uEoNc/Tjx-xGEJoCI/AAAAAAAACIs/FTW0ntGavZw/s1600/IMG_1297.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5DkWo3uEoNc/Tjx-xGEJoCI/AAAAAAAACIs/FTW0ntGavZw/s200/IMG_1297.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637520215467728930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madeline likes to mother Charlie.  As you can see, he loves it....   :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason it has been easy to overlook the heat because this place has really been great so far!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-940382285531929197?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/940382285531929197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=940382285531929197' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/940382285531929197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/940382285531929197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/08/trying-to-stay-cool.html' title='Trying to Stay Cool.'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uH0mhVBHjn0/Tjx-yWa6tMI/AAAAAAAACI8/GeBQNJz6B1s/s72-c/P1020261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-2254360619787608161</id><published>2011-08-01T05:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T08:29:07.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandma would be Proud</title><content type='html'>Grandma Bates turned 97 years old this week.  She is almost blind now, but still manages to create things out of things she already has.  Recently, she made charlie a little pillow out of some of my grandpa's pajamas.  Or bookmarks out of ribbon.  She is known for her "I am a Child of God" bookmarks made from pressed flowers that were grown in her yard.  She sent thousands of them all over the world with missionaries.  I have fond memories of spending the day with her creating things in her basement.  I know it has been hard for her to get old, lose her sight and mobility because she can't sit still and wants to be creating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bShvChMcTgY/TjalcHnw7XI/AAAAAAAACIM/h5x4Lq_09Nk/s1600/IMG_1120.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bShvChMcTgY/TjalcHnw7XI/AAAAAAAACIM/h5x4Lq_09Nk/s200/IMG_1120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635873886201507186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JbGUhSAqOb4/TjalbqFkmuI/AAAAAAAACIE/w77AK8Nu2Bo/s1600/IMG_1118.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JbGUhSAqOb4/TjalbqFkmuI/AAAAAAAACIE/w77AK8Nu2Bo/s200/IMG_1118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635873878273465058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called her on her birthday last Friday, excited to tell her about my latest project.  She was thrilled and has been telling all of her visitors about it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From this (circa 2003)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bp9Mkv04AIg/TjamqCOyx3I/AAAAAAAACIU/aYT5L3rMVps/s1600/Matt.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bp9Mkv04AIg/TjamqCOyx3I/AAAAAAAACIU/aYT5L3rMVps/s200/Matt.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635875224784390002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To This:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZxtJ0VUSFU/Tjamq5Mm1MI/AAAAAAAACIc/yHsRQk5llqU/s1600/P1020229.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZxtJ0VUSFU/Tjamq5Mm1MI/AAAAAAAACIc/yHsRQk5llqU/s200/P1020229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635875239539168450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To This:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eJiZZpoZopI/TjamrBzy3_I/AAAAAAAACIk/MvIoKm0Bexo/s1600/P1020250.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eJiZZpoZopI/TjamrBzy3_I/AAAAAAAACIk/MvIoKm0Bexo/s200/P1020250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635875241851019250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute little dress cost me $1.50!  The hardest part for me was trying to figure out the pattern, but once I got past that, it was fairly simple.  &lt;a href="http://www.dana-made-it.com/2008/07/tutorial-shirt-dress.html"&gt;Here is the tutorial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I may have a little of Grandma Bates in me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-2254360619787608161?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/2254360619787608161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=2254360619787608161' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2254360619787608161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2254360619787608161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-grandma-would-be-proud.html' title='My Grandma would be Proud'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bShvChMcTgY/TjalcHnw7XI/AAAAAAAACIM/h5x4Lq_09Nk/s72-c/IMG_1120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-7788962213356763203</id><published>2011-07-29T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T06:05:43.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late than Never</title><content type='html'>A few months ago, Matt took his bike in for a tune up at a bike shop.  Madeline tagged along.  She spotted this really cute bike in the shop and the owner let her ride it around.  After that, she constantly asked when she could get a bike.  She even put every little penny she found into her bank, asking if it was enough.  We thought it would be fun to get her a bike when we moved into our new home.  Cousin Nora had a darling little one that she had outgrown, so we hid it in the move and Madeline spotted it when we were unpacking. Thanks, Nora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little bad that Madeline hasn't really ridden a bike until this point.  Whoops...  But she's making up for lost time.  She LOVES her new bike!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfsxQzudxDc/TjGoJaFucDI/AAAAAAAACH8/LXAtdV8jGdI/s1600/P1020204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfsxQzudxDc/TjGoJaFucDI/AAAAAAAACH8/LXAtdV8jGdI/s320/P1020204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634469488392826930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cheering squad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HWQix2Uoto4/TjGoIxJN_xI/AAAAAAAACH0/x7TNJhSmUS0/s1600/P1020208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HWQix2Uoto4/TjGoIxJN_xI/AAAAAAAACH0/x7TNJhSmUS0/s320/P1020208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634469477401624338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it just needs to cool down so we can actually go outside and go for long walks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-7788962213356763203?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/7788962213356763203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=7788962213356763203' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7788962213356763203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7788962213356763203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/07/better-late-than-never_29.html' title='Better Late than Never'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfsxQzudxDc/TjGoJaFucDI/AAAAAAAACH8/LXAtdV8jGdI/s72-c/P1020204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8182792340552512596</id><published>2011-07-21T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:51:34.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Slipcover</title><content type='html'>Remember my cute, slipcovered &lt;a href="http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/08/before-and-afters.html"&gt;couch&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jg3Pi15kbzY/TihyIB_bvVI/AAAAAAAACGE/wOM6G4H0qwE/s1600/couch.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jg3Pi15kbzY/TihyIB_bvVI/AAAAAAAACGE/wOM6G4H0qwE/s200/couch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631876816325819730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, I must be pretty lucky because my sister, Cassi, whipped out yet another slipcover for me and I love it!  If you live in the Spokane area and want your couch or chair slipcovered, Cassi just started a business.  She's pretty darn talented!  Visit &lt;a href="http://www.somethingfortheroad.com/piping-and-pleats.html"&gt;Piping and Pleats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this: (not a true before pic, but it'll do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5btyGZP4Lk/TihzN71LFKI/AAAAAAAACGM/O6YswnfyjiU/s1600/old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5btyGZP4Lk/TihzN71LFKI/AAAAAAAACGM/O6YswnfyjiU/s200/old.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631878017263015074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To This:&lt;br /&gt;The dark denim looks great with my couch and I especially love the pleats around the skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pG-0_OTMOts/Tihx0fBfLnI/AAAAAAAACF8/_ILZutS3BHY/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pG-0_OTMOts/Tihx0fBfLnI/AAAAAAAACF8/_ILZutS3BHY/s200/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631876480521678450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i3ex-vXkErs/Tihxzx0rfZI/AAAAAAAACF0/2f1fgKhrt7Y/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i3ex-vXkErs/Tihxzx0rfZI/AAAAAAAACF0/2f1fgKhrt7Y/s200/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631876468388363666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-555f2GrlUv8/TihxzSYUPoI/AAAAAAAACFs/dwCrUxNZTIs/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-555f2GrlUv8/TihxzSYUPoI/AAAAAAAACFs/dwCrUxNZTIs/s200/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631876459947900546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Cass!  Now I need to make a new throw pillow. Any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8182792340552512596?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8182792340552512596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8182792340552512596' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8182792340552512596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8182792340552512596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-slipcover.html' title='Another Slipcover'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jg3Pi15kbzY/TihyIB_bvVI/AAAAAAAACGE/wOM6G4H0qwE/s72-c/couch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3527237592020385018</id><published>2011-07-13T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T12:59:39.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Conversations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;on school -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Madeline: Mommy, when do I get to go to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: when you're 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Madeline: When will that be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: After two more birthdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline thinking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Madeline: Will you go to school with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: No, I've already been to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Madeline thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Madeline: If you don't go to school with me, who will help me write my name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: Your teacher will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Madeline: He doesn't know my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: Your teacher will know your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Madeline: Who will help me write my letters and read books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: Don't worry, Madeline.  Your teacher will help you with everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little conversation warmed my heart.  She's already worrying about school and she thinks I'm her #1 helper. I'm so glad I get to stay home with her and teach her how to write her name and write her letters.  That day of kindergarten will be a sad little day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;on a baby sister -&lt;/span&gt; (I let her get two books at the library about baby sisters - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angelina's Baby Sister&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arthur's Baby&lt;/span&gt;.  I might need to screen our books more carefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Madeline: Mom, I'm going to have a baby sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: Oh really?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Madeline:  We just don't know her yet. She still lives with Heavenly Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: Where will we get this baby sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Madeline: From the grocery store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Me:  (That would be convenient! :)  )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3527237592020385018?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3527237592020385018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3527237592020385018' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3527237592020385018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3527237592020385018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/07/recent-conversations.html' title='Recent Conversations'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1942953523417690833</id><published>2011-07-11T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:58:44.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>I found our camera and the cord, so here are some pictures of our new place. We're settling in, getting to know people, and feeling excited about this new adventure.  There is still decorating to do and more boxes to unpack, and I still want to get some pictures of the surrounding landscapes, corn fields... but here's what I've got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1sjYDw2eL8/ThtMjhmRrDI/AAAAAAAACDE/87fXja0kc4Y/s1600/P1020190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1sjYDw2eL8/ThtMjhmRrDI/AAAAAAAACDE/87fXja0kc4Y/s200/P1020190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628176332527610930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our neighborhood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ora7PVKMxwk/ThtMkaD87mI/AAAAAAAACDM/VIyu8007WmE/s1600/P1020188.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ora7PVKMxwk/ThtMkaD87mI/AAAAAAAACDM/VIyu8007WmE/s200/P1020188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628176347684466274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Living Room - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the chair is missing a cover because my fabulous sister, &lt;a href="http://www.somethingfortheroad.com/"&gt;Cassi&lt;/a&gt;, is making me a darling, dark denim slipcover.  She's starting a business called Piping and Pleats, but more on that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-83jDkRTNXbE/ThtKCB1jTUI/AAAAAAAACCc/AueCi_18BrQ/s1600/P1020180.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-83jDkRTNXbE/ThtKCB1jTUI/AAAAAAAACCc/AueCi_18BrQ/s200/P1020180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628173558042807618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUuhYe2D3A0/ThtKB3skW4I/AAAAAAAACCU/7AudV3WFTAM/s1600/P1020187.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUuhYe2D3A0/ThtKB3skW4I/AAAAAAAACCU/7AudV3WFTAM/s200/P1020187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628173555320773506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUuhYe2D3A0/ThtKB3skW4I/AAAAAAAACCU/7AudV3WFTAM/s1600/P1020187.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hallway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KcXJMM4b5YQ/ThtK3wlLJYI/AAAAAAAACC0/BP_qxzYu6ts/s200/P1020184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628174481123648898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adf_gCFxlgQ/ThtK3Fj0URI/AAAAAAAACCs/IVtCaMfIbhI/s1600/P1020183.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adf_gCFxlgQ/ThtK3Fj0URI/AAAAAAAACCs/IVtCaMfIbhI/s200/P1020183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628174469575233810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RE0-nV5VZQI/ThtK2mmlRxI/AAAAAAAACCk/sJGcAesFi2o/s1600/P1020182.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RE0-nV5VZQI/ThtK2mmlRxI/AAAAAAAACCk/sJGcAesFi2o/s200/P1020182.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628174461265331986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our bedroom-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no decorating yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-be0esJISYiE/ThtMiwwog5I/AAAAAAAACC8/vsYThyEfxGM/s1600/P1020192.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-be0esJISYiE/ThtMiwwog5I/AAAAAAAACC8/vsYThyEfxGM/s200/P1020192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628176319417713554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie's Room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L366KnlJORE/ThtNPrZvsAI/AAAAAAAACDc/KilHvj3g4aI/s1600/P1020172.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L366KnlJORE/ThtNPrZvsAI/AAAAAAAACDc/KilHvj3g4aI/s200/P1020172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628177091073650690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmdUL22BDRk/ThtNOmfmJ1I/AAAAAAAACDU/CrNjo1m8DHY/s1600/P1020174.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmdUL22BDRk/ThtNOmfmJ1I/AAAAAAAACDU/CrNjo1m8DHY/s200/P1020174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628177072576145234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madeline's Room-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matt and my dad built her bed!  Isn't it great?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kaR5C0MGwCo/ThtNw0DHYuI/AAAAAAAACDs/5hbvJdiwSGs/s1600/P1020170.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kaR5C0MGwCo/ThtNw0DHYuI/AAAAAAAACDs/5hbvJdiwSGs/s200/P1020170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628177660330336994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-648KY7BQhPU/ThtNwZCvhmI/AAAAAAAACDk/mqpooDxacGU/s1600/P1020165.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-648KY7BQhPU/ThtNwZCvhmI/AAAAAAAACDk/mqpooDxacGU/s200/P1020165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628177653081015906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;basement/office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;obviously this has been left last...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hA5-Fi-v_Zw/ThtOoEBKJWI/AAAAAAAACD0/90EJLEhMyMA/s1600/P1020195.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hA5-Fi-v_Zw/ThtOoEBKJWI/AAAAAAAACD0/90EJLEhMyMA/s200/P1020195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628178609509901666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news,  Charlie has decided to be big!  Crawling fast, standing and walking around furniture, getting into everything, bugging his big sister, throwing major tantrums when he doesn't get what he wants or I'm not feeding him fast enough -  like LOUD, angry fits.  It's a good thing he's so darn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bsfPya4hoo/ThtQ9sDcQRI/AAAAAAAACD8/_UawXxkbL6k/s1600/P1020177.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bsfPya4hoo/ThtQ9sDcQRI/AAAAAAAACD8/_UawXxkbL6k/s200/P1020177.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628181180057403666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline is slowly adjusting.  For a while she was asking everyday when we could go home. :(   I just gave her my American Girl Dolls and she's in heaven.  She's a great big sister - wanting to help Charlie in every way, but since he's been getting into her stuff, she pretends to be nice, but sneakily pesters him.  Last night while we were reading scriptures before bed, we were talking about how we needed to be like Nephi and Jacob (prophets in the Book of Mormon) and not like Laman and Lemuel (the mean, disobedient brothers).  She thought for a minute and said, "so me, you and daddy are going to try to be like Nephi and... Charlie will be like Laman and Lemuel."  She grinned at me.  I've got my work cut out for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPvCOZmIImw/ThtTGbPiM5I/AAAAAAAACEE/C0zaAwnZoRI/s1600/P1020196.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPvCOZmIImw/ThtTGbPiM5I/AAAAAAAACEE/C0zaAwnZoRI/s200/P1020196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628183529186800530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1942953523417690833?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1942953523417690833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1942953523417690833' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1942953523417690833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1942953523417690833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/07/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1sjYDw2eL8/ThtMjhmRrDI/AAAAAAAACDE/87fXja0kc4Y/s72-c/P1020190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3127952429885299522</id><published>2011-07-07T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T08:40:36.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We made it!</title><content type='html'>It's time for a post since I'm feeling like things are a little under control.  There are still boxes to be unpacked, but life feels like it's getting back to some kind of "normal."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure how we survived the 34 hour drive.  The kids did really well.  The last day there were a couple of hours where they fell apart.  My mom is really a saint for driving with me.  Nothing about that trip would be appealing!  She stayed a few days, too, to help me unpack.  Thanks, Mom!  The day we moved in there was a National Weather heat advisory because in addition to the 95 degree weather, the humidity was so high you were advised to either stay indoors or go to the pool.  I don't think I've ever sweat that much unloading our moving truck. I was starting to question the decision to come to Iowa.  The heat/humidity was unbearable!  But it has cooled off and isn't so bad anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iowa City is really charming.  It feels so familiar and inviting. There is a gorgeous river that runs through the city.  It doesn't feel all that flat.  No mountains, but plenty of hills. Our town home is out in the country with the corn fields!  We are 15 minutes east of "downtown."  It seems "far" from everything else but our neighborhood is really gorgeous with ponds and walking trails.  The people are out of this world friendly.  It's awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the highlights so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The fireflies out in the evening.  Matt and I took a walk the other night without the kids.  So magical!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Madeline's extra curls due to the humidity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-decorating our fun townhome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-spending time with my mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Iowa City has an incredible parks and recs program with immaculate parks all over.  We checked out one of their pools on July 4th. Lots of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Watching fireworks in a new place.  They were spectacular, especially with the little fireflies all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Feeling at home already in our church ward and the city in general.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post pictures of our new place, but first I need to figure out where the camera cord is....  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3127952429885299522?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3127952429885299522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3127952429885299522' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3127952429885299522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3127952429885299522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-made-it.html' title='We made it!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8093678280573294940</id><published>2011-06-21T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T09:45:28.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tying up loose ends.</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling a lack of desire to blog.  Maybe it's all of those boxes packed up in the living room and the empty ones in the garage that need to be packed.  We are packing up the 22 foot DIESEL truck (yes we might become broke with the cost of driving a moving truck and car to Iowa) in a week.  I'm making progress with packing, but it seems like every box I pack, I've got munchkins right behind me unpacking!  Madeline thinks it's christmas and wants to know who gave us everything.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have been meaning to blog about my last couple of projects.  Since I already packed up the main computer with the pictures on it, iphone pics will have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frames for my kids-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inspiration:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love the idea of silhouettes.  I've been wanting to do them for a while.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. At this last LDS General Conference, our prophet, President Monson, reminded us to have a picture of the &lt;a href="http://www.ldschurchtemples.com/"&gt;temple&lt;/a&gt; in each of our children's rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love subway art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided to combine them all into one!  I saw someone had done temple silhouettes on etsy and thought - I could do that!  I really liked how these turned out and I think it's fun that each of my kids can have the temple of where they were born.  I can also update their silhouettes as they grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a &lt;a href="http://jonesdesigncompany.com/things-i-like/silhouette-tutorial/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tutorial&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for silhouettes.  I made all of these using Photoshop Elements and printed them on canvas textured scrapbook paper. The frames are from IKEA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcKjZv1vc3U/TgDGKejPnqI/AAAAAAAACB0/fGB8ec6qDpo/s1600/IMG_1081.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcKjZv1vc3U/TgDGKejPnqI/AAAAAAAACB0/fGB8ec6qDpo/s320/IMG_1081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620710218260258466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUiVjTM8NRk/TgDGKLef-BI/AAAAAAAACBs/UxWYUFsvibw/s1600/IMG_1080.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUiVjTM8NRk/TgDGKLef-BI/AAAAAAAACBs/UxWYUFsvibw/s320/IMG_1080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620710213140084754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Madeline's Dress-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does anyone else think toddler clothes have become WAY over priced?  I saw this dress at &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;Shabby Apple&lt;/a&gt;, thought it was darling, but $42?!  Sorry, Kate (my cute sister-in-law works there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ND1nhATpDFc/TgDBvEllRrI/AAAAAAAACBc/-p3HDlBvQQY/s1600/Picture%2B2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ND1nhATpDFc/TgDBvEllRrI/AAAAAAAACBc/-p3HDlBvQQY/s200/Picture%2B2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620705349387765426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I thought, I could make something like that.  I bought a $5 target t-shirt,  cut off the bottom, used that to embellish it with a ruffled rose, added gathered fabric I already had as the skirt and stuck on a ribbon.  It was a little tricky working with the stretchy t shirt, but I'm pretty happy with it and Madeline loves it.  $8 isn't bad either.  Here is a &lt;a href="http://punkinpattern.blogspot.com/2011/02/simple-t-shirt-dress.html"&gt;tutorial&lt;/a&gt; of one similar. I only sewed the ribbon to the front so I could tie it in the back.  You could also do the same idea with a onesie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-NVFm3-VPU/TgDGJuBTkKI/AAAAAAAACBk/8FnsD3D7HOg/s1600/IMG_1041.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-NVFm3-VPU/TgDGJuBTkKI/AAAAAAAACBk/8FnsD3D7HOg/s320/IMG_1041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620710205233008802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, have a great week everybody.  If I survive packing, moving and the 30 hours of driving with my kids, I'll be blogging from IOWA very soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8093678280573294940?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8093678280573294940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8093678280573294940' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8093678280573294940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8093678280573294940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/06/tying-up-loose-ends.html' title='Tying up loose ends.'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcKjZv1vc3U/TgDGKejPnqI/AAAAAAAACB0/fGB8ec6qDpo/s72-c/IMG_1081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8106045084596403611</id><published>2011-06-10T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T23:34:57.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJQXY-0dY2Y/TfL-OZtwEUI/AAAAAAAACA8/1ovvS0D98Ms/s1600/P1020119.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJQXY-0dY2Y/TfL-OZtwEUI/AAAAAAAACA8/1ovvS0D98Ms/s320/P1020119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616831208658833730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzXMrboEIuo/TfMHbNuuX6I/AAAAAAAACBU/x3Ty8JpmvHc/s1600/P1020117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzXMrboEIuo/TfMHbNuuX6I/AAAAAAAACBU/x3Ty8JpmvHc/s320/P1020117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616841324384640930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe it, but Mr. Charles is nine months old.  Any worries I had about having a boy seem ridiculously silly.  This boy is something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 lbs, 8 ounces (18%)&lt;br /&gt;28 1/4 inches (50%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What happened?!  He was around 50th percentile in weight and 85th in height.  I was a little concerned when I found this out, but his ped didn't seem to think it was a big deal.  He said it's pretty common for that age.  I mean look at the rolls on his arms and legs - he's obviously healthy :)  But it just confirms those percentiles are only there to get moms worked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie has a real attachment to his momma.  If I'm in the room, he HAS to be in my arms.  Both of my kids have been this way.  I must be REALLY cool ;) He isn't quite full on crawling, but he is, I guess the term is, "creeping" (weird word) and attempting to pull himself up on things.  He's really into finger foods.  You can't feed him fast enough.  He has learned to let out a shrill shriek (I'm pretty sure Madeline taught him) if he isn't getting what he wants, or you take something away from him, or really if he wants any kind of attention.  Church is going to be fun...  Charlie is sleeping pretty well, although some mornings he thinks 5-5:30 am is a great time to be awake... ugh... but he goes to bed  so easily and will put himself back to sleep if he wakes up, so I'll take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I love most about Charlie is how easily he laughs.  And his laugh is contagious.  Also, it doesn't get old.  If you do the same thing that made him laugh hours later, it's still just as funny as the first time.  He still thinks Madeline is the best.  When he wakes up, he immediately looks for her and when he finds her, his face lights up as he hears, "Hi Charlie!  How was your nap little buddy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my sweet Charlie.  We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Here is an example of Charlie laughing his head off.  Enjoy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tk08ti7NfHI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8106045084596403611?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8106045084596403611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8106045084596403611' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8106045084596403611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8106045084596403611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/06/nine-months.html' title='Nine Months'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJQXY-0dY2Y/TfL-OZtwEUI/AAAAAAAACA8/1ovvS0D98Ms/s72-c/P1020119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3615572015613802457</id><published>2011-06-08T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T16:36:25.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous Weekends</title><content type='html'>First, all of the girls (those who were in town) got to have a girls day.  We went out to eat at the Davenport Hotel and then saw Wicked.  It was so much fun!  Matt happened to be working 24 hour shifts that weekend, but thanks to my brothers, dad, and niece, the kids were well taken care of the whole 6 hours I was gone! It was great to spend time with each other and enjoy a little quiet time without the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jUVWLgOR8IM/Te_4C0zFpkI/AAAAAAAAB-E/hSxKDAC7AYI/s1600/P1020039.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jUVWLgOR8IM/Te_4C0zFpkI/AAAAAAAAB-E/hSxKDAC7AYI/s320/P1020039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615979987770648130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGbEy_Vnvf8/Te_4CcArHMI/AAAAAAAAB98/FmD3k4GM7LE/s1600/P1020042.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGbEy_Vnvf8/Te_4CcArHMI/AAAAAAAAB98/FmD3k4GM7LE/s320/P1020042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615979981116742850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend, Matt finally had a weekend off, so we decided to head to Seattle for a very quick trip.  Matt has never seen the Seattle sites, and my brother and his family, and Matt's sister and husband live over there so we got to spend time with them, too.  The kids did pretty well on the 5 hour drive.  (although I'm not looking forward to our 28+ hour drive to Iowa coming up VERY soon.)  Besides the kids being grumpy and sleep deprived, we had  a great little trip.  The weather was an incredible 75 degree, no cloud in the sky day which is not very common for Seattle.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n2xDy9YBPJc/TfAFB7WZPNI/AAAAAAAACAU/ypyTiLYQH8w/s1600/P1020058.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n2xDy9YBPJc/TfAFB7WZPNI/AAAAAAAACAU/ypyTiLYQH8w/s200/P1020058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615994266000637138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ballard Locks.  Boats of all kinds pass through to travel between fresh water and the sea. They raise/lower the water level in sections to help them pass safely.  Pretty cool!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CEXERZE2mr4/TfAD2OTm2yI/AAAAAAAACAM/fZZUX6dZa5c/s1600/P1020067.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CEXERZE2mr4/TfAD2OTm2yI/AAAAAAAACAM/fZZUX6dZa5c/s200/P1020067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615992965419162402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pikes Market&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was incredibly crowded.  We didn't stay long because trying to maneuver strollers through the crowds was nearly impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9h65nbU2_y0/TfAG3NyLRVI/AAAAAAAACA0/QJU_NQ3IMeg/s1600/P1020069.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9h65nbU2_y0/TfAG3NyLRVI/AAAAAAAACA0/QJU_NQ3IMeg/s200/P1020069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615996280993695058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids being good and holding hands.  How sweet.  I should pull this picture out when I've had it with them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oj-KA55njJY/TfAFCXC9L-I/AAAAAAAACAc/KylYj3X0Lb8/s1600/P1020071.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oj-KA55njJY/TfAFCXC9L-I/AAAAAAAACAc/KylYj3X0Lb8/s200/P1020071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615994273435299810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0j90IQv7rlM/TfAFCqXwxvI/AAAAAAAACAk/Gf0lP0pC3nI/s1600/P1020086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0j90IQv7rlM/TfAFCqXwxvI/AAAAAAAACAk/Gf0lP0pC3nI/s200/P1020086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615994278622840562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the Seattle Center park watching the cool fountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2cwSSgr0Fk/TfAAJfHgR-I/AAAAAAAAB_U/-tEvHM4e05U/s1600/P1020091.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2cwSSgr0Fk/TfAAJfHgR-I/AAAAAAAAB_U/-tEvHM4e05U/s200/P1020091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615988898302805986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little girl didn't enjoy being sprayed with water, so she watched with daddy from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLjLwN1wSzk/TfAFC45VPFI/AAAAAAAACAs/ySnUCi-TzEI/s1600/P1020094.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLjLwN1wSzk/TfAFC45VPFI/AAAAAAAACAs/ySnUCi-TzEI/s200/P1020094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615994282521738322" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6545893986833948863-3615572015613802457?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3615572015613802457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3615572015613802457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3615572015613802457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3615572015613802457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/06/fabulous-weekends.html' title='Fabulous Weekends'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jUVWLgOR8IM/Te_4C0zFpkI/AAAAAAAAB-E/hSxKDAC7AYI/s72-c/P1020039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1004936254923832189</id><published>2011-05-26T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T11:09:56.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be Summer?</title><content type='html'>As I write this, it is pouring down rain outside, but the weather has been great and we've been really enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what we've been up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow White baking (well, mostly eating)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J05E5xUhh9I/Td6Qr2cAE9I/AAAAAAAAB80/kyWi3VA_g_8/s1600/licking%2Bcookie%2Bdough.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J05E5xUhh9I/Td6Qr2cAE9I/AAAAAAAAB80/kyWi3VA_g_8/s320/licking%2Bcookie%2Bdough.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611081268771951570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rockin' out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sacvq6AfVVw/Td6STF__WRI/AAAAAAAAB88/vZs3jwm_zvE/s1600/rockin%2Bout.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sacvq6AfVVw/Td6STF__WRI/AAAAAAAAB88/vZs3jwm_zvE/s320/rockin%2Bout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611083042475956498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soaking up the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVtZhkaJtY/Td6VQFF9cKI/AAAAAAAAB9M/6LIPfj6ARcQ/s1600/outside.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 52px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVtZhkaJtY/Td6VQFF9cKI/AAAAAAAAB9M/6LIPfj6ARcQ/s400/outside.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611086289227837602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camping in the backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATXnm1hi4aI/Td6XPjt08bI/AAAAAAAAB9c/q4ta_8yaFC4/s1600/camping.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATXnm1hi4aI/Td6XPjt08bI/AAAAAAAAB9c/q4ta_8yaFC4/s320/camping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611088479291503026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next on our list?  PACKING!  ugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1004936254923832189?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1004936254923832189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1004936254923832189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1004936254923832189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1004936254923832189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/05/could-it-be-summer.html' title='Could it be Summer?'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J05E5xUhh9I/Td6Qr2cAE9I/AAAAAAAAB80/kyWi3VA_g_8/s72-c/licking%2Bcookie%2Bdough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-336618785111806563</id><published>2011-05-19T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T11:48:52.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Strap Covers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUyeT37zjLs/TdVQUrwTxDI/AAAAAAAAB8c/y2Vz3p2GAbc/s1600/IMG_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUyeT37zjLs/TdVQUrwTxDI/AAAAAAAAB8c/y2Vz3p2GAbc/s320/IMG_1032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608477227232773170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TJB3mGgtssw/TdVQUGYc0eI/AAAAAAAAB8U/pvHdJv5si2o/s1600/IMG_1031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TJB3mGgtssw/TdVQUGYc0eI/AAAAAAAAB8U/pvHdJv5si2o/s320/IMG_1031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608477217200591330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jETWacF9bvk/TdVTM19ztiI/AAAAAAAAB8s/Myr8biwZs1c/s1600/IMG_1033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jETWacF9bvk/TdVTM19ztiI/AAAAAAAAB8s/Myr8biwZs1c/s320/IMG_1033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608480391069677090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling sad for Mr. Charlie's red neck from his car seat and stroller straps.  I know you can buy strap covers, but I found this very simple tutorial.  Plus it's fun to brighten up the car seat with a fun print.  This project cost me $0 since I had everything on hand. Even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the tutorial: &lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2009/05/seat-belt-covers.html"&gt;Make it and Love it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  This size seemed perfect for 8 month old Charles, but I would shorten it an inch or so for a smaller baby since it would seem too big for the smaller settings of a car seat strap. I'd measure it against the strap before I cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sewing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-336618785111806563?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/336618785111806563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=336618785111806563' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/336618785111806563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/336618785111806563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/05/baby-strap-covers.html' title='Baby Strap Covers'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUyeT37zjLs/TdVQUrwTxDI/AAAAAAAAB8c/y2Vz3p2GAbc/s72-c/IMG_1032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4906806196394870108</id><published>2011-05-18T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T09:12:21.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Grandma.</title><content type='html'>My poor grandma fell on Sunday and broke her hip.  I've always wondered while living next door if something like this would happen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to go to church with them on Sunday. (Matt had to work.) I went out to the car and Grandpa came out of his garage with the saddest face and voice I have ever heard from a grandpa.  "Grandma fell and I can't lift her up."  I dropped the million bags I was carrying, set the kids down and went into their garage.  There she was laying awkwardly on the cement ground.  Uggh.   What should I do? I first went to go see if I could lift her up, but after barely lifting her, she yelled out in pain. I wasn't going to even try.  I didn't want to mess things up further.  So I called 911 for the second time in my life. (for the first, there was a fire in my neighbor's backyard when I was in high school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to make her comfortable until the paramedics got there.  I was worried about traumatizing Madeline. (She has a personality that does better with some preparation.  I always try to walk her through things  that will happen say at the dentist or doctor, etc.) No prep here... I shoved the kids inside the house while the sirens sounded. They came, and took her to the hospital.  My grandpa seemed shaken up.  I went into the house and Madeline started to cry. I thought, great, how should I best explain this.  She said, "I wanted to go to church with Grandma!"  She actually wasn't phased at all.  She asked questions all day long, drew her a picture, I explained it was her HIP, not her head (she had been telling people she broke her head...)  Sometimes I wish I could exhibit more traits of children... (not the tantrums...you know what I mean) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Grandma is recovering from surgery and will probably have to spend a awhile in a rehabilitation center.  Poor thing. We are a little sad.  We will miss her next door. Grandma and Madeline had grand plans for lots of walks and games  before we leave in a few weeks.  It really has been a blessing for us to live so close.  The first thing Madeline says in the morning is, "Can I go to Grandma Anglesey's house?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep replaying the scene in my mind. It was so sad and eerie. Part of it was I was the one there who needed to figure out what to do. I don't know how Matt works in the hospital all the time.  I'm glad he does because he's really good at it.  I'm not looking forward to getting old either... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get better soon, Grandma!  We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oD6uPf8UHqc/TdPupGG7TGI/AAAAAAAAB8I/DL5S5Zo0DnE/s1600/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oD6uPf8UHqc/TdPupGG7TGI/AAAAAAAAB8I/DL5S5Zo0DnE/s320/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608088350788111458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4906806196394870108?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4906806196394870108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4906806196394870108' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4906806196394870108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4906806196394870108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/05/poor-grandma.html' title='Poor Grandma.'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oD6uPf8UHqc/TdPupGG7TGI/AAAAAAAAB8I/DL5S5Zo0DnE/s72-c/IMG_1026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6624981505387185668</id><published>2011-05-04T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:49:48.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look-a-likes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of my grandpa, Wendell Anglesey, around age 3.   Isn't he cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJPtO5N2dSc/TcGn4mF170I/AAAAAAAAB7o/q_M7cm32-90/s1600/IMG_0975.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJPtO5N2dSc/TcGn4mF170I/AAAAAAAAB7o/q_M7cm32-90/s200/IMG_0975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602944002165174082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think someone looks a little like him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TXzHJdT6qoU/TcGrOOUE_wI/AAAAAAAAB7w/BvDtIcBMCU0/s1600/Matt%2Band%2BCharlie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TXzHJdT6qoU/TcGrOOUE_wI/AAAAAAAAB7w/BvDtIcBMCU0/s200/Matt%2Band%2BCharlie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602947672274435842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids have been so lucky to live next door to their great grandparents this year.  Madeline adores them and loves having their undivided attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NK_ZeUNetVY/TcGszRFwOxI/AAAAAAAAB74/xW2aZ9DOm3o/s1600/P1010426.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NK_ZeUNetVY/TcGszRFwOxI/AAAAAAAAB74/xW2aZ9DOm3o/s200/P1010426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602949408186448658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsAMTxOM2bo/TcGsz04ZnNI/AAAAAAAAB8A/0rsjxbVfjQE/s1600/P1010585.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsAMTxOM2bo/TcGsz04ZnNI/AAAAAAAAB8A/0rsjxbVfjQE/s200/P1010585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602949417794116818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6624981505387185668?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6624981505387185668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6624981505387185668' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6624981505387185668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6624981505387185668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/05/look-likes.html' title='Look-a-likes?'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJPtO5N2dSc/TcGn4mF170I/AAAAAAAAB7o/q_M7cm32-90/s72-c/IMG_0975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6252792460970879903</id><published>2011-05-03T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T09:18:20.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zachary's Fund</title><content type='html'>My sister, Jessica, is constantly finding ways to help children.  She has adopted two sweet girls from China. Now she is advocating for other children who are hoping to be adopted.  She has a big heart and is a wonderful example to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Zachary.  Jessica is hoping to raise money for him so adopting will be easier for a family.  She has set up a fun little giveaway.  You can see it &lt;a href="http://www.iamwhatido.com/2011/04/enter-the-giveaway-for-zachary.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr85Zs-S0m4/TcAokx_BUEI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/2tROM8gPJC4/s1600/zachary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr85Zs-S0m4/TcAokx_BUEI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/2tROM8gPJC4/s320/zachary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602522548806963266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches as I snuggle, cuddle, play and giggle with my kids, just thinking about children that don't experience that kind of love.  Thinking about all of the orphans is overwhelming and it seems like you can't really make a difference. But Jessica  reminds us that anything helps and it makes a difference for that one child.  If you want to get involved, go check out her &lt;a href="http://www.iamwhatido.com/2011/04/enter-the-giveaway-for-zachary.html"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6252792460970879903?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6252792460970879903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6252792460970879903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6252792460970879903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6252792460970879903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/05/zacharys-fund.html' title='Zachary&apos;s Fund'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr85Zs-S0m4/TcAokx_BUEI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/2tROM8gPJC4/s72-c/zachary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-899574186247303243</id><published>2011-04-25T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:52:15.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Wreath!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.somethingfortheroad.com/"&gt;Cassi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I might really be addicted to wreaths.  But when you can make them for under $10, why not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted &lt;a href="http://www.dana-made-it.com/2010/11/autumn-acorn-tutorials.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; one made out of acorns.  But, it's the wrong season and I don't know where to find the acorns without the hats on them, so then I found &lt;a href="http://www.allthingsthrifty.com/2010/01/tutorial-lima-bean-wreath.html"&gt;THIS ONE&lt;/a&gt; made out of lima beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the texture of it.  We weren't sure if the beans looked a little too much like, well, beans, but it's growing on me.    Here are things we learned if you want to make one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spray paint the wreath the color you are going to do BEFORE you put the beans on.  On mine, you can still see the white styrofoam underneath.&lt;br /&gt;2. Try not to be too messy with the hot glue gun.  All those little strings show up when spray painted.  I tried to get all of mine off but it's nearly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and easy and now I have a lovely spring wreath.  (Also, I can just paint it another color if I get bored with it :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHh2JJ4-BCU/TbXN8fY7-II/AAAAAAAAB7I/tLUBqRCzQEY/s1600/P1010965.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHh2JJ4-BCU/TbXN8fY7-II/AAAAAAAAB7I/tLUBqRCzQEY/s320/P1010965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599608150807017602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbDsihBtWz8/TbXN8LuZNmI/AAAAAAAAB7A/14t8YsfYsOc/s1600/P1010962.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbDsihBtWz8/TbXN8LuZNmI/AAAAAAAAB7A/14t8YsfYsOc/s320/P1010962.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599608145528305250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-899574186247303243?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/899574186247303243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=899574186247303243' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/899574186247303243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/899574186247303243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-wreath.html' title='Another Wreath!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHh2JJ4-BCU/TbXN8fY7-II/AAAAAAAAB7I/tLUBqRCzQEY/s72-c/P1010965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3676589168116210460</id><published>2011-04-24T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:45:46.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>We had a fun Easter this year.  Spending Saturday with family was fabulous and the weather was GORGEOUS!  It's about time. We had snow last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LAtaH6YrN4o/TbTQU28WoHI/AAAAAAAAB6o/BTUrUZ7yUOc/s1600/P1020003.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LAtaH6YrN4o/TbTQU28WoHI/AAAAAAAAB6o/BTUrUZ7yUOc/s200/P1020003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599329293492985970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LaAD1pXBZ4/TbTQUjuLVMI/AAAAAAAAB6g/RTtxJWXKb08/s1600/P1010978.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LaAD1pXBZ4/TbTQUjuLVMI/AAAAAAAAB6g/RTtxJWXKb08/s200/P1010978.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599329288333251778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbDT84l3s9E/TbTQUUQ0c7I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Ov_GrdhcoAU/s1600/P1010981.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbDT84l3s9E/TbTQUUQ0c7I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Ov_GrdhcoAU/s200/P1010981.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599329284183585714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb2uyD7ipdw/TbTQT3TKF2I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/wAGeUFxM3BY/s1600/P1010990.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb2uyD7ipdw/TbTQT3TKF2I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/wAGeUFxM3BY/s200/P1010990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599329276408764258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khPreqKmKHw/TbTQTXAJYfI/AAAAAAAAB6I/VtrrZS195og/s1600/P1010994.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khPreqKmKHw/TbTQTXAJYfI/AAAAAAAAB6I/VtrrZS195og/s200/P1010994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599329267739091442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XivQMPeySXo/TbTQ_XXDw3I/AAAAAAAAB64/OAvvmBudfo4/s1600/P1010993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XivQMPeySXo/TbTQ_XXDw3I/AAAAAAAAB64/OAvvmBudfo4/s200/P1010993.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599330023749436274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTvAsGHZrgY/TbTQ_IcLbsI/AAAAAAAAB6w/CgvoVYVxxYc/s1600/P1020002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTvAsGHZrgY/TbTQ_IcLbsI/AAAAAAAAB6w/CgvoVYVxxYc/s200/P1020002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599330019744378562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3676589168116210460?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3676589168116210460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3676589168116210460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3676589168116210460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3676589168116210460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LAtaH6YrN4o/TbTQU28WoHI/AAAAAAAAB6o/BTUrUZ7yUOc/s72-c/P1020003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4978906234998072405</id><published>2011-04-22T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T16:23:30.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madeline's 3 Year Interview</title><content type='html'>I want to keep doing yearly interviews.  I need to just start doing it around birthdays so I don't forget.  Here is &lt;a href="http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/05/interview-with-madeline.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Madeline's two year interview&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;. &lt;/b&gt; I know a year has passed, but I'm amazed at how she has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid299.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fmm306%2Fmalerie_2008%2Fmadelineage3.mp4"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just proof that Madeline actually talks.  I'm pretty sure everyone thinks she doesn't because she is very shy in public. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, she's a little jokester and thinks she's pretty funny. Most of the time she's a good, sweet girl.  She begs to help, likes things neat and in their place, sings songs all day long, and takes very good care of her little brother.  She loves to play "house" and "restaurant" and "tea" with her stuffed animals and dolls. Once in a while she can throw a royal fit (just yesterday in fact).  She can be very stubborn! Matt says she gets that from me.  Really?  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4978906234998072405?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4978906234998072405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4978906234998072405' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4978906234998072405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4978906234998072405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/04/madelines-3-year-interview.html' title='Madeline&apos;s 3 Year Interview'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6079800924378483939</id><published>2011-04-20T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:45:15.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Baby Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The teenage girls at church are having a silent auction to raise money for camp.  I thought it would be fun to donate some baby items.  I love making homemade gifts.  A lot of you are WAY more creative than me.  (I'm just a copy cat)  But for those of you who want to try out some fun (and easy) tutorials, I wanted to post them here for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Boy and Girl Baskets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4VvYkHwZ8c/Ta8qK6SsmOI/AAAAAAAAB40/NDEdn-EWxkQ/s1600/P1010972.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4VvYkHwZ8c/Ta8qK6SsmOI/AAAAAAAAB40/NDEdn-EWxkQ/s200/P1010972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597739228779550946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5G5DvPTup1k/Ta8qKkcToII/AAAAAAAAB4s/by-Mpeuz_4A/s1600/P1010971.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5G5DvPTup1k/Ta8qKkcToII/AAAAAAAAB4s/by-Mpeuz_4A/s200/P1010971.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597739222914277506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rag Edge Burp cloths and Oversized Swaddling Blanket&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://sewmuchado.blogspot.com/2009/09/rag-edge-receiving-blanket-tutorial.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for blanket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://homemadebyjill.blogspot.com/2008/01/burp-cloth-tutorial.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for burp cloths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFTVA4i-qGY/Ta8o-ptnmOI/AAAAAAAAB4c/KdYpiw5uqy4/s1600/P1010968.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFTVA4i-qGY/Ta8o-ptnmOI/AAAAAAAAB4c/KdYpiw5uqy4/s200/P1010968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597737918659008738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Applique Onesies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; how to applique &lt;a href="http://www.crapivemade.com/2009/03/appliqued-tie-onesie.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLMo2MsITy8/Ta8o_CuJBZI/AAAAAAAAB4k/Ir25NORsQho/s1600/P1010969.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLMo2MsITy8/Ta8o_CuJBZI/AAAAAAAAB4k/Ir25NORsQho/s200/P1010969.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597737925372085650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bibs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://sewmamasew.com/blog2/?p=11375"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I didn't do the snaps)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovtfvFVaYBQ/Ta8o-K_1OYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/N7DdsqEi9n0/s1600/P1010966.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovtfvFVaYBQ/Ta8o-K_1OYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/N7DdsqEi9n0/s200/P1010966.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597737910413900162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby Headband with Felt clip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Felt Rosette &lt;a href="http://mrspriss.com/2010/03/12/tutorial-felt-rosettes/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How to line alligator clips &lt;a href="http://www.fashionribbonwear.com/line-hair-clip.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I bought the headband but directions are &lt;a href="http://littlebirdiesecrets.blogspot.com/2010/08/easy-stretchy-baby-headband-tutorial.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7H1z7Ke0KAI/Ta8uhM3DKQI/AAAAAAAAB5U/U9Q_KtfnLSk/s1600/P1010953.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7H1z7Ke0KAI/Ta8uhM3DKQI/AAAAAAAAB5U/U9Q_KtfnLSk/s200/P1010953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597744009767495938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mary Janes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://taoofcraft.typepad.com/taoofcraft/2010/07/here-is-how-i-made-themsupplies14-yard-of-heavy-home-dec-cotton-or-quilters-weight-cotton-fabric14-yard-lining-fabric-2.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PvgOVPBjx8c/Ta8o9dhgGQI/AAAAAAAAB4E/mTZlpXxNBu0/s1600/P1010951.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PvgOVPBjx8c/Ta8o9dhgGQI/AAAAAAAAB4E/mTZlpXxNBu0/s200/P1010951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597737898207090946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amy Butler's Booties&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy Butler's Little Stitches for Little Ones Book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Amy-Butlers-Little-Stitches-Ones/dp/0811861287/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1303325922&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-shgLH2EGSoM/Ta8qLUYcWtI/AAAAAAAAB48/cR906CfMYm4/s1600/P1010970.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-shgLH2EGSoM/Ta8qLUYcWtI/AAAAAAAAB48/cR906CfMYm4/s200/P1010970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597739235782974162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One more.  I experimented with a bow tie this week for Mr. Charles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tutorial &lt;a href="http://www.prudentbaby.com/2010/04/how-to-make-bow-tie.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAABQihgb1w/Ta8u9fNyKKI/AAAAAAAAB5c/5Tg3zsawGYc/s1600/photo.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAABQihgb1w/Ta8u9fNyKKI/AAAAAAAAB5c/5Tg3zsawGYc/s200/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597744495731026082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are your favorite tutorials?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Happy Sewing!&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/6545893986833948863-6079800924378483939?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6079800924378483939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6079800924378483939' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6079800924378483939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6079800924378483939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/04/homemade-baby-gifts.html' title='Homemade Baby Gifts'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4VvYkHwZ8c/Ta8qK6SsmOI/AAAAAAAAB40/NDEdn-EWxkQ/s72-c/P1010972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-7319903989243623966</id><published>2011-04-07T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T20:06:05.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Box of Chocolates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madeline is like a box of chocolates...you never know what you'll get..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-6ZQ3YEUUc/TZ4j4C1cgBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/CnOO3Tx52hA/s1600/P1010827.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-6ZQ3YEUUc/TZ4j4C1cgBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/CnOO3Tx52hA/s320/P1010827.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592947232981418002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is she girly or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline comes out of her room each morning already dressed.  Lately, she has loved experimenting with layering and has come up with some crazy combinations!  She changes her clothes at least three times a day, which means clothes can be everywhere.    But I decided if we're not going out in public, why not?  She doesn't have control over much, so why not let her get creative with her clothes?  This is the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F5KDJPDxHis/TZ4j4hT5eOI/AAAAAAAAB3U/NGRPyTuRazc/s1600/Madeline%2Bclothes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F5KDJPDxHis/TZ4j4hT5eOI/AAAAAAAAB3U/NGRPyTuRazc/s320/Madeline%2Bclothes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592947241162209506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes those are bermuda shorts over corduroy pants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In that last picture she has 6 shirts on!!  I had to intervene since I didn't want her passing out because she was too hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Madeline...we love you :)&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/6545893986833948863-7319903989243623966?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/7319903989243623966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=7319903989243623966' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7319903989243623966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7319903989243623966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/04/box-of-chocolates.html' title='Box of Chocolates.'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-6ZQ3YEUUc/TZ4j4C1cgBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/CnOO3Tx52hA/s72-c/P1010827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4198847798029578584</id><published>2011-04-04T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:27:17.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>I was blessed to be born into an amazing family.  I was also blessed to marry into an amazing family.  Aren't they all just gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EeD6ZWmbmA/TZqYbgZdCjI/AAAAAAAAB28/Ye53NWmKx68/s1600/weed%2Bfam.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EeD6ZWmbmA/TZqYbgZdCjI/AAAAAAAAB28/Ye53NWmKx68/s200/weed%2Bfam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591949485654477362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HejGdswbeKU/TZqWNJG4tTI/AAAAAAAAB20/KtMgDIvSYgM/s1600/sisters.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HejGdswbeKU/TZqWNJG4tTI/AAAAAAAAB20/KtMgDIvSYgM/s200/sisters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591947039861159218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4iCwjpPcVA/TZqWMzzaKOI/AAAAAAAAB2s/BGJ4zuSJX9w/s1600/madeline.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4iCwjpPcVA/TZqWMzzaKOI/AAAAAAAAB2s/BGJ4zuSJX9w/s200/madeline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591947034142320866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6PZi4B0nJE/TZqWM7Ap3YI/AAAAAAAAB2k/V1Jm7Q3j2Bs/s1600/Matt%2Band%2BCharlie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6PZi4B0nJE/TZqWM7Ap3YI/AAAAAAAAB2k/V1Jm7Q3j2Bs/s200/Matt%2Band%2BCharlie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591947036076924290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-F9SXDYGPM/TZqWMjqUCEI/AAAAAAAAB2c/cZ34r40LUes/s1600/mal%2Band%2Bcharlie%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-F9SXDYGPM/TZqWMjqUCEI/AAAAAAAAB2c/cZ34r40LUes/s200/mal%2Band%2Bcharlie%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591947029809203266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DISsjOi3o1U/TZqWMat6gCI/AAAAAAAAB2U/syZr10FBhRU/s1600/mal%2Band%2Bcharlie1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DISsjOi3o1U/TZqWMat6gCI/AAAAAAAAB2U/syZr10FBhRU/s200/mal%2Band%2Bcharlie1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591947027408388130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TvforOjANjU/TZqYb-J4tSI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Kw19p48Y8FA/s1600/fam%2Bpic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TvforOjANjU/TZqYb-J4tSI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Kw19p48Y8FA/s200/fam%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591949493642245410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4198847798029578584?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4198847798029578584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4198847798029578584' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4198847798029578584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4198847798029578584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/04/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EeD6ZWmbmA/TZqYbgZdCjI/AAAAAAAAB28/Ye53NWmKx68/s72-c/weed%2Bfam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3044598336938999802</id><published>2011-03-29T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:18:07.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts From a New Doctor</title><content type='html'>I know some of you have enjoyed reading Matt's blog about his life as an intern.  I certainly have.  He is a pretty amazing doctor and husband and dad... (how do they balance it all so well?!) Anyway, he's decided to make his blog private, but he doesn't want you to stop reading.  He has really appreciated all of the comments and support.  If you'd like to keep following his blog (or start following :) ), send an email to zagnut2002@hotmail.com and he'll add you to the list.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great rest of the week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3044598336938999802?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3044598336938999802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3044598336938999802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3044598336938999802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3044598336938999802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/03/thoughts-from-new-doctor.html' title='Thoughts From a New Doctor'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-2955238845623885364</id><published>2011-03-25T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T11:07:40.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's About Time</title><content type='html'>This little guy is finally sleeping ALL NIGHT LONG.  Here's what helped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huggies overnight diapers&lt;br /&gt;Orajel&lt;br /&gt;Some crying :)&lt;br /&gt;Patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm liking this 6 month age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1bSfWwkt1s4/TYzZmp8OuuI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Vkrz3iViB0k/s1600/Charlie%2BWedding%2B2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1bSfWwkt1s4/TYzZmp8OuuI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Vkrz3iViB0k/s320/Charlie%2BWedding%2B2_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588080495776676578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziZwKzABY9Q/TYzX0akPIhI/AAAAAAAAB2E/29LGdQlVTgg/s1600/Charlie%2BWedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziZwKzABY9Q/TYzX0akPIhI/AAAAAAAAB2E/29LGdQlVTgg/s320/Charlie%2BWedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588078533144420882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*photos courtesy of Aunt Sam :)&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/6545893986833948863-2955238845623885364?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/2955238845623885364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=2955238845623885364' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2955238845623885364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2955238845623885364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s About Time'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1bSfWwkt1s4/TYzZmp8OuuI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Vkrz3iViB0k/s72-c/Charlie%2BWedding%2B2_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-849672848717207474</id><published>2011-03-20T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T16:17:30.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious</title><content type='html'>We were watching the BYU game yesterday and Matt said something like, "I'm so excited!" Charlie burst out laughing.  We repeated the phrase over and over and got the same result.  It continued for quite a while.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, we're pretty funny over here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce9354f50e96c5d9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce9354f50e96c5d9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850456%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E8EBD347C5C85696344F555689988BACD3CF23E.6E76338C4F707DC25BF9C2916735362BD60CD038%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce9354f50e96c5d9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVal93ku7uTIxr5BCK7qqpV3hOmI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce9354f50e96c5d9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850456%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E8EBD347C5C85696344F555689988BACD3CF23E.6E76338C4F707DC25BF9C2916735362BD60CD038%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce9354f50e96c5d9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVal93ku7uTIxr5BCK7qqpV3hOmI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-849672848717207474?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/849672848717207474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=849672848717207474' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/849672848717207474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/849672848717207474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/03/hilarious.html' title='Hilarious'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-5166946316393660421</id><published>2011-03-18T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:52:18.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There isn't much that's cuter than a little girl having a tea party with her "friends" and inviting her little brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEkvzOFHC4Y/TYPT1_WIcPI/AAAAAAAAB18/vK68ZqwU_gk/s1600/P1010885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEkvzOFHC4Y/TYPT1_WIcPI/AAAAAAAAB18/vK68ZqwU_gk/s320/P1010885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585540887360336114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoTKd0g64Xc/TYPT1rr_FQI/AAAAAAAAB10/zRg1xZ0mE_A/s1600/P1010880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoTKd0g64Xc/TYPT1rr_FQI/AAAAAAAAB10/zRg1xZ0mE_A/s320/P1010880.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585540882083288322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WK32nIU8DHY/TYPT1KOBqqI/AAAAAAAAB1s/j3pdspUnGQQ/s1600/P1010889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WK32nIU8DHY/TYPT1KOBqqI/AAAAAAAAB1s/j3pdspUnGQQ/s320/P1010889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585540873099258530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-5166946316393660421?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/5166946316393660421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=5166946316393660421' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5166946316393660421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5166946316393660421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/03/tea-party.html' title='Tea Party'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEkvzOFHC4Y/TYPT1_WIcPI/AAAAAAAAB18/vK68ZqwU_gk/s72-c/P1010885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1685246641732638031</id><published>2011-03-16T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T09:41:34.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day to me</title><content type='html'>I've learned as a girl to keep expectations in check, especially when your husband is busy, like in medical school or right now an intern.  I'm not saying that Matt doesn't do great things for me.  He does. But I think girls have the tendency to dream up big things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this Valentine's Day, Matt was working his night shift.  We agreed not to get each other anything big.  I got him a card and a treat.  Before he left for work, he told me to come to the computer. He had made me a cute little power point presentation and on it was a reservation for a future overnight getaway at the Coeur d'alene Resort! Really?  Matt had arranged with my mom to take the kids overnight (not a small task).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-StlCn8T8z7s/TYDgtCMDXtI/AAAAAAAAB00/aZm-66erD4Y/s1600/CdAResort013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-StlCn8T8z7s/TYDgtCMDXtI/AAAAAAAAB00/aZm-66erD4Y/s200/CdAResort013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584710602225573586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we went and it was amazing. I told Matt he couldn't have given me a better gift.  The part I loved was him making the arrangements for a babysitter and getting to spend so much time with him alone without cute little whiners climbing all over us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had my iphone to take pictures with, so they'll have to do, but we had a great time.  They upgraded our room and our view was spectacular.  The room was definitely luxurious. We even treated ourselves to a goodie out of the mini bar :)  That night we watched BYU dominate (on Friday...Sat night was a very different story.  Go Cougs!) and then went to dinner at Beverly's - a 5 star restaurant with the best steak and seafood.  I got to sleep uninterrupted and we lazily slept in. We went to breakfast in the morning. Huckleberry Pancakes. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view from our room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23mV-AhDrvc/TYDgtUkONpI/AAAAAAAAB08/2q0Ica87FLA/s1600/IMG_0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23mV-AhDrvc/TYDgtUkONpI/AAAAAAAAB08/2q0Ica87FLA/s200/IMG_0884.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584710607158785682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matt drooling over the menu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ikp7JSYV01A/TYDgt7DPGBI/AAAAAAAAB1E/5ELDm5NQzzQ/s1600/IMG_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ikp7JSYV01A/TYDgt7DPGBI/AAAAAAAAB1E/5ELDm5NQzzQ/s200/IMG_0887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584710617489414162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids did great.  It took some prep to stock the freezer with milk for Charlie an convince him he could take a bottle from someone other than me.  But even with his attachment to his momma, he did pretty well. Thanks, Mom.  You're fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh....a little time away makes me feel all geared up to be a great mom and wife. We definitely can't splurge like this very often, but it was fun to feel fancy for a weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Matt, for being so thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1685246641732638031?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1685246641732638031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1685246641732638031' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1685246641732638031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1685246641732638031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-valentines-day-to-me.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day to me'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-StlCn8T8z7s/TYDgtCMDXtI/AAAAAAAAB00/aZm-66erD4Y/s72-c/CdAResort013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4076022168834066865</id><published>2011-03-13T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T14:37:55.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Half Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RyfXKcn8FB8/TX011zCI6NI/AAAAAAAAB0U/khrXFY5PGI4/s1600/P1010849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RyfXKcn8FB8/TX011zCI6NI/AAAAAAAAB0U/khrXFY5PGI4/s320/P1010849.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583678311357802706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xQub_vzAgc8/TX0z69apSeI/AAAAAAAAB0E/XBByfpLpHxk/s1600/P1010852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xQub_vzAgc8/TX0z69apSeI/AAAAAAAAB0E/XBByfpLpHxk/s320/P1010852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583676201021032930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is 6 months old.  How did that happen so fast?&lt;br /&gt;He has become a sweet little guy who is becoming especially fond of his mom and dad. He is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 lbs, 2 oz (42%)&lt;div&gt;27 1/2 in (84%) !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, they really need to make a tall size for babies, because like his dad, we need that extra length.  He's wearing 9 or 12 month clothes, but they're already starting to creep up around his calves.  Even though he's only 42nd percentile, this kid has rolls.  His wrists, thighs and legs are chub-by!  He really has gotten pretty sweet and will always give anyone a smile.  He just learned how to spit and thinks it's quite fun.  Feeding him solids is a real treat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His favorite toy is definitely a book.  A close second is his little teething giraffe, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Vulli-Sophie-the-Giraffe-Teether/dp/B000IDSLOG"&gt;Sophie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. His favorite food is green beans (just like Madeline at that age).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He still adores his sister and likes to play with her hair. He's not a big roller over, his teeth are almost coming through, and he's got a giggle that'll just make you melt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Charles, we are smitten with you and are so glad you're ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just for comparison, here is Madeline at about the same age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TiWhSVey_X4/TX04-mIRQ_I/AAAAAAAAB0s/I1hqsbMN-PE/s1600/IMG_1406_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TiWhSVey_X4/TX04-mIRQ_I/AAAAAAAAB0s/I1hqsbMN-PE/s320/IMG_1406_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583681761047561202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4076022168834066865?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4076022168834066865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4076022168834066865' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4076022168834066865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4076022168834066865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-half-birthday.html' title='Happy Half Birthday'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RyfXKcn8FB8/TX011zCI6NI/AAAAAAAAB0U/khrXFY5PGI4/s72-c/P1010849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1498872062058630397</id><published>2011-03-07T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T11:16:01.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back!</title><content type='html'>We spent the last two and a half weeks in Salt Lake City.  Matt came back and forth but got a week off of work so we were able to spend time with family and go on a few dates together.  We had a great time. We always eat at our favorite restaurants including The Porcupine, HIres, and Cafe Rio.  Matt and I went to a BYU game. (sad week for BYU fans, but I think we'll be ok) We played disc golf together (one of matt's hobbies) and got to visit and play with Matt's family.  We had a great time.  We all are excited to be home, though.  Madeline let out shrieks of excitement when she saw her room, her baby dolls and her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we made the 11 hour drive home and surprisingly the kids were amazing. Charlie fussed every now and then, but there was really only a 20 minute crying spell.  When we were almost to Spokane - just going over the last mountain pass - Madeline threw up everywhere.  Apparently she has inherited Matt's family's motion sickness.  Poor thing.  She was upset that she was so gross and kept begging for a bath.  Clean up at a gas station was the best we could do, but she was ok. I'm not really excited for our 25 hour drive to Iowa, but maybe the kids are good travelers.... maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons we went to Utah was that Matt's sister got married.  The wedding was beautiful and they are so happy.  I love going to temple marriage sealings.  It's wonderfully simplistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GAliaCrucJU/TXUrcw5CNII/AAAAAAAABzs/ZpoPcSrEzVM/s1600/P1010819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GAliaCrucJU/TXUrcw5CNII/AAAAAAAABzs/ZpoPcSrEzVM/s200/P1010819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581415086356051074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YzAXdO6TBcI/TXUqcPv3N-I/AAAAAAAABzk/hsWT7odrrXg/s1600/P1010797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YzAXdO6TBcI/TXUqcPv3N-I/AAAAAAAABzk/hsWT7odrrXg/s200/P1010797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581413977947584482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matt and His dad pulled a prank on Emily- they borrowed these crazy suit coats and told her they were given the wrong ones.  There was a moment or two of panic until they brought in the real ones and all was well :) Like father like son...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt_PJAiUB94/TXUqbtuHAvI/AAAAAAAABzc/B03zBluZiu8/s1600/P1010812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt_PJAiUB94/TXUqbtuHAvI/AAAAAAAABzc/B03zBluZiu8/s200/P1010812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581413968813425394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2YbeDHXsEow/TXUqbawxwdI/AAAAAAAABzU/7qTjN8nYNUA/s1600/P1010804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2YbeDHXsEow/TXUqbawxwdI/AAAAAAAABzU/7qTjN8nYNUA/s200/P1010804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581413963724341714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-2A56axh68/TXUqbE8326I/AAAAAAAABzM/xTu0G16376Y/s1600/P1010813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-2A56axh68/TXUqbE8326I/AAAAAAAABzM/xTu0G16376Y/s200/P1010813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581413957869493154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGFEAUFTsJw/TXUqa4ZkocI/AAAAAAAABzE/TYSr1VbZjNU/s1600/P1010815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGFEAUFTsJw/TXUqa4ZkocI/AAAAAAAABzE/TYSr1VbZjNU/s200/P1010815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581413954500207042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1498872062058630397?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1498872062058630397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1498872062058630397' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1498872062058630397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1498872062058630397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/03/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GAliaCrucJU/TXUrcw5CNII/AAAAAAAABzs/ZpoPcSrEzVM/s72-c/P1010819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-2859358115384833046</id><published>2011-02-15T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T18:30:46.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery's Story</title><content type='html'>I admire and love my sister and her family.  They are all examples of selfless love.  As I've watched Avery come alive since she has been home with them, my heart breaks for those little ones all over the world without a loving family.  If you are curious about international adoption, I know Jessica would love to talk with you.&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Visit her blog &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamwhatido.com/"&gt;I am What I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Avery's story.  View it full screen and get a tissue ready...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yQ8lGMon8Jw" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/6545893986833948863-2859358115384833046?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/2859358115384833046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=2859358115384833046' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2859358115384833046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2859358115384833046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/02/averys-story_15.html' title='Avery&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yQ8lGMon8Jw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4774811695191327293</id><published>2011-02-14T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:32:34.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look who's about to get a little chubbier and a lot more squishable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MkIiWiLn3y4/TVodoBo3czI/AAAAAAAABy0/zflaX336xKU/s1600/P1010786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MkIiWiLn3y4/TVodoBo3czI/AAAAAAAABy0/zflaX336xKU/s320/P1010786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573800062296224562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RDXp7OCVO34/TVocuz_gr7I/AAAAAAAAByc/SbBpu-PxskM/s1600/P1010789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RDXp7OCVO34/TVocuz_gr7I/AAAAAAAAByc/SbBpu-PxskM/s320/P1010789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573799079380561842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And while we're on the subject of Mr. Charles, check out those rubberband wrists!  This little boy is irresistible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXm32UioHjQ/TVodGWDOp1I/AAAAAAAABys/eYQtiqN_uNg/s1600/P1010737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXm32UioHjQ/TVodGWDOp1I/AAAAAAAABys/eYQtiqN_uNg/s320/P1010737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573799483659954002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4774811695191327293?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4774811695191327293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4774811695191327293' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4774811695191327293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4774811695191327293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/02/mmmm.html' title='Mmmm'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MkIiWiLn3y4/TVodoBo3czI/AAAAAAAABy0/zflaX336xKU/s72-c/P1010786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-9145121701939005471</id><published>2011-02-11T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T22:43:02.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Poppin'</title><content type='html'>I'm in love with cake pops!  My sister, Cassi, got &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cake-Pops-Tricks-Recipes-Irresistible/dp/0811876373/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1297462583&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt; about making cake pops.  I had sort of seen them before, but once I looked at her book, I was in!  At another girls' day we decided to try them out.  I thought our first try would result in a good attempt, but I think ours look and taste great and they really weren't too hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nt9011vaIb8/TVYrculKEdI/AAAAAAAAByQ/t-p0mYPNVZQ/s1600/cake%2Bpop%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nt9011vaIb8/TVYrculKEdI/AAAAAAAAByQ/t-p0mYPNVZQ/s200/cake%2Bpop%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572689361457779154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tG0LfZu8bMo/TVYrcZqEalI/AAAAAAAAByI/-HlmpJzirh0/s1600/cake%2Bpops2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tG0LfZu8bMo/TVYrcZqEalI/AAAAAAAAByI/-HlmpJzirh0/s200/cake%2Bpops2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572689355841235538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TC-AlDV05P8/TVYrcNleYFI/AAAAAAAAByA/Y4hlFIyOu4E/s1600/cake%2Bpops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TC-AlDV05P8/TVYrcNleYFI/AAAAAAAAByA/Y4hlFIyOu4E/s200/cake%2Bpops.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572689352600739922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole these pictures off of &lt;a href="http://www.somethingfortheroad.com/2011/02/cake-pops.html"&gt;Cassi's blog&lt;/a&gt;.  She goes through it in more detail.  Also, visit &lt;a href="http://www.bakerella.com/"&gt;Bakerella.com&lt;/a&gt;.  You'll fall in love, too.  I'm already planning which ones I will do for Charlie's birthday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-9145121701939005471?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/9145121701939005471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=9145121701939005471' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/9145121701939005471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/9145121701939005471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/02/cake-poppin.html' title='Cake Poppin&apos;'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nt9011vaIb8/TVYrculKEdI/AAAAAAAAByQ/t-p0mYPNVZQ/s72-c/cake%2Bpop%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8380997653487192503</id><published>2011-02-10T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T09:44:34.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TVQgYOF898I/AAAAAAAABx4/U7vaS3C99AU/s1600/waiting%2Bfor%2Bdaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TVQgYOF898I/AAAAAAAABx4/U7vaS3C99AU/s400/waiting%2Bfor%2Bdaddy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572114239436158914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been one to let/want my kids to sleep with me.  In fact, Charlie was in his crib, in his own room, by the time he was about a month old.  But we've been enjoying cuddling in the mornings lately.  Matt is on night float, which means he leaves for work at 5:00 pm and gets home at 7:30 am to sleep most of the day.  Not my favorite...everyone knows how evenings get with kids... &lt;div&gt; Even though it's an interesting schedule, our mornings have been sweet.  Charlie wakes up at about 7:00. I get him and feed him in my bed.  Then Madeline wakes up at around 7:20 and wanders in sleepily with about 4 baby dolls.  Matt gets home shortly after and crawls in bed with us. Matt tells me about his crazy night while the kids are jabbering and we have about 10 minutes where all of us are happy and together.  Matt said he really looks forward to that part of the day and so do I.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our bed just got a little cozier because the duvet cover I've been wanting went on sale a couple of weeks ago.  So comfy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westelm.com/products/organic-cotton-pin-tuck-duvet-cover-and-shams-b340/?pkey=cduvet-covers"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWiL3inBHrI/TVQft_JdGWI/AAAAAAAABxo/6Pjz320NfHQ/s1600/duvet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWiL3inBHrI/TVQft_JdGWI/AAAAAAAABxo/6Pjz320NfHQ/s200/duvet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572113513869810018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westelm.com/products/organic-cotton-pin-tuck-duvet-cover-and-shams-b340/?pkey=cduvet-covers"&gt;West Elm Pintuck Duvet Cover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8380997653487192503?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8380997653487192503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8380997653487192503' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8380997653487192503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8380997653487192503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/02/family-bed.html' title='Family Bed'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TVQgYOF898I/AAAAAAAABx4/U7vaS3C99AU/s72-c/waiting%2Bfor%2Bdaddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3328781992485327679</id><published>2011-01-26T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T08:24:29.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's hoping Charlie loves books as much as Madeline does...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TUBJ5oOc_WI/AAAAAAAABxE/6wl3OTiT-Z4/s1600/P1010761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TUBJ5oOc_WI/AAAAAAAABxE/6wl3OTiT-Z4/s320/P1010761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566530393829342562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TUBJ5T28w_I/AAAAAAAABw8/Zk4oiGJE76s/s1600/P1010762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TUBJ5T28w_I/AAAAAAAABw8/Zk4oiGJE76s/s320/P1010762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566530388362052594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3328781992485327679?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3328781992485327679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3328781992485327679' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3328781992485327679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3328781992485327679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/01/starting-young.html' title='Starting Young'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TUBJ5oOc_WI/AAAAAAAABxE/6wl3OTiT-Z4/s72-c/P1010761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4006197190901200948</id><published>2011-01-24T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T14:29:56.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bath time is much more fun with two fishies in the tub!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TT39LyAaRaI/AAAAAAAABw0/u9B4XBhMO7I/s1600/P1010733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TT39LyAaRaI/AAAAAAAABw0/u9B4XBhMO7I/s320/P1010733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565883093343684002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TT39LThd1cI/AAAAAAAABws/4Z8_5NGRO5g/s1600/P1010736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TT39LThd1cI/AAAAAAAABws/4Z8_5NGRO5g/s320/P1010736.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565883085160830402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4006197190901200948?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4006197190901200948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4006197190901200948' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4006197190901200948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4006197190901200948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/01/splish-splash.html' title='Splish Splash'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TT39LyAaRaI/AAAAAAAABw0/u9B4XBhMO7I/s72-c/P1010733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4996674969950337171</id><published>2011-01-18T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:10:36.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felt Ruffle Wreath</title><content type='html'>I love a good wreath.  I'd like to have one for each season of the year.  My sister found this &lt;a href="http://www.domestifluff.com/2009/11/how-to-make-a-ruffly-felt-rosette-wreath/"&gt;Felt Ruffle Wreath Tutorial&lt;/a&gt; and I knew I needed to make it when I saw it.  So, we planned a sister's day to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We enlisted Grandma's help to entertain the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TTZvYuhoBUI/AAAAAAAABwc/5TlQcvIUJRQ/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TTZvYuhoBUI/AAAAAAAABwc/5TlQcvIUJRQ/s200/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563756860259435842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cassi and I cut out all of the 3 inch circles ahead of time.  You need about 300 for each wreath - yes that's right, we cut out &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;900 CIRCLES&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TTZvYSauP-I/AAAAAAAABwU/dWDii2p9Bd4/s1600/Picture%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TTZvYSauP-I/AAAAAAAABwU/dWDii2p9Bd4/s200/Picture%2B2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563756852714291170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product turned out great, and it only cost $8 (with Joann's coupons) but it was most fun to chat with my sisters and mom, eat yummy food and watch Madeline play with her cousins.  We missed the rest of our sisters-in-law, though :(  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What project is next, girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TTZvX0FI4uI/AAAAAAAABwM/nNHPfKTiBA4/s1600/Picture%2B3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TTZvX0FI4uI/AAAAAAAABwM/nNHPfKTiBA4/s200/Picture%2B3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563756844570698466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved how they turned out - just in time for Valentine's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TTZ9BWnUIxI/AAAAAAAABwk/tqFzU0XNlwk/s1600/P1010697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TTZ9BWnUIxI/AAAAAAAABwk/tqFzU0XNlwk/s200/P1010697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563771851866645266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4996674969950337171?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4996674969950337171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4996674969950337171' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4996674969950337171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4996674969950337171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/01/felt-ruffle-wreath.html' title='Felt Ruffle Wreath'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TTZvYuhoBUI/AAAAAAAABwc/5TlQcvIUJRQ/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-2422651272077278220</id><published>2011-01-15T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T11:30:15.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Special Needs"</title><content type='html'>My sister's latest post about her new little china baby had a great impact on me.  It made me think differently about people's special needs or disabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamwhatido.com/2011/01/special-need-the-need-for-a-family.html "&gt;I Am What I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-2422651272077278220?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/2422651272077278220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=2422651272077278220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2422651272077278220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2422651272077278220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/01/special-needs.html' title='&quot;Special Needs&quot;'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-5212272350010830151</id><published>2011-01-11T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T14:35:13.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSygnNOkVXI/AAAAAAAABv8/dOyZl0xrYoQ/s1600/Photo%2B124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSygnNOkVXI/AAAAAAAABv8/dOyZl0xrYoQ/s320/Photo%2B124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560996235321824626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSygm0YKmUI/AAAAAAAABv0/RI8dkoDq9zE/s1600/Photo%2B125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSygm0YKmUI/AAAAAAAABv0/RI8dkoDq9zE/s320/Photo%2B125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560996228651194690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. Two kids give me a run for my money sometimes, but life is good. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of Matt's family's friends died in a terrible car accident last week.  She was young and beautiful and kind and left behind three young children.  Matt works in the ICU right now and is faced everyday with sadness and heartache as people with serious problems struggle to live and their families deal with medical problems and loss.  And then the shooting in Arizona?  I was complaining to Matt about how expensive our heating bill was because it's so dang cold here - 14 degrees right now- but he said a hundred and something dollars to be warm in a nice place doesn't seem like such a big deal.  And he's right.  Thanks, Matt for reminding me to be grateful and to have perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to have healthy beautiful kids?  And a loving family?  And a job? and being able to stay home with these kids? and, and, and.....  Life can change in an instant.  I don't want to get caught up in the little things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had doctor's appointments yesterday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Charles at 4 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14 lbs, 13 0z - 47%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 3/4 in - 78% - tall like his daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This kid is cute.  If anyone even glances at him he gives them a huge grin.  He loves standing on your lap and jumping up and down. He just loves Madeline and turns to find her whenever he hears her voice. When he cuddles with me, he clutches on to the neck of my shirt (he's done this since he was brand new.)  He's still waking up once a night. (Madeline was sleeping well through the night at this point) but I don't mind the chance to snuggle him and feed him while the rest of the house is quiet.  This little guy melts my heart.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Madeline at 3 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27 lbs - 13% (this is up from 5%!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35 1/4 inches - 13% - petite proportionate little thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Madeline, where to begin?  She's in a needy little stage where she says she can't do things herself, but five minutes later she doesn't want any help.  She can be a sweet little thing, though.  She's so willing to share and if she's getting herself a snack, she'll ask if I want one, too.  We got her Candyland for Christmas and she wants to play about  10 times a day.  Candyland cost us $2.  Lesson learned!  She is really good at this game.  I have yet to beat her.  She loves the little character cards - frostine, mr. mint, grandma nut, etc.  She used to be excited to get those cards even if it meant moving backward.  Now she knows it's not strategic and tries to stay on her square without us noticing.  She also sneaks one of those cards onto the top of the drawing pile when we start and announces she's going to pick first.  She acts so surprised when she gets Princess Frostine and gets to move close to the top.  Sneaky :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She still loves reading.  Lately, it's "If you Give a Pig a Pancake"  She also loves to sing and is still singing Up on the Housetop, Rudolph, and Jingle Bells.  Madeline is a good little helper, especially with Charlie.  I am amazed at how good and patient she is with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt works hard and is so good at what he does.  His schedule right now is pretty demanding - 80 hours a week at work, not to mention helping me out when he gets home. He really cares about his patients. Then when he comes home he reads, plays and builds blocks with Madeline and Charlie.  He is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life may not be very exciting, but it's good and we're happy and that's more than enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-5212272350010830151?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/5212272350010830151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=5212272350010830151' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5212272350010830151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5212272350010830151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/01/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSygnNOkVXI/AAAAAAAABv8/dOyZl0xrYoQ/s72-c/Photo%2B124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-765749290924218963</id><published>2011-01-03T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T09:22:04.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSIZqLn-jpI/AAAAAAAABu8/EE3FSN5OU24/s1600/IMGP3114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSIZqLn-jpI/AAAAAAAABu8/EE3FSN5OU24/s320/IMGP3114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558033102594281106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSIbD-rxCbI/AAAAAAAABvU/Cer1-YS6MqY/s1600/P1000081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSIbD-rxCbI/AAAAAAAABvU/Cer1-YS6MqY/s320/P1000081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558034645308737970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSIZqmdAPsI/AAAAAAAABvM/uowanuIcWm4/s1600/10-01-03_135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSIZqmdAPsI/AAAAAAAABvM/uowanuIcWm4/s320/10-01-03_135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558033109796011714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSNWNgbqytI/AAAAAAAABvs/loofJ0lBKTY/s1600/P1010669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSNWNgbqytI/AAAAAAAABvs/loofJ0lBKTY/s320/P1010669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558381155149597394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make our family extra special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love that you are silly and have your daddy's sense of humor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love that you completely adore your little brother and he adores you.  You sing to him, and talk to him, hold him and love to stroke his hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love that you are thoughtful and caring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love that you are all girl, loving pink and purple and all things baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love that you are creative and enjoy drawing  pictures and letters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love that you are fond of books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love that you are cuddly and affectionate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 3rd Birthday Sweet Madeline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-765749290924218963?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/765749290924218963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=765749290924218963' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/765749290924218963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/765749290924218963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2011/01/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TSIZqLn-jpI/AAAAAAAABu8/EE3FSN5OU24/s72-c/IMGP3114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-871507334637058729</id><published>2010-12-24T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T21:14:29.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TRV9tvPXBkI/AAAAAAAABu0/3Cs9BVsL3Rs/s1600/photo-769582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TRV9tvPXBkI/AAAAAAAABu0/3Cs9BVsL3Rs/s320/photo-769582.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554483940159850050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-871507334637058729?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/871507334637058729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=871507334637058729' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/871507334637058729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/871507334637058729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TRV9tvPXBkI/AAAAAAAABu0/3Cs9BVsL3Rs/s72-c/photo-769582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1571178680626730052</id><published>2010-12-21T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:48:39.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Christmas Spirit</title><content type='html'>This is my sister. She is an incredible person. Christmas has felt even brighter in my heart this year as I follow her story.&lt;br /&gt;Look here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamwhatido.com/"&gt;I Am What I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1571178680626730052?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1571178680626730052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1571178680626730052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1571178680626730052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1571178680626730052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/12/real-christmas-spirit.html' title='Real Christmas Spirit'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1034812863781311649</id><published>2010-12-15T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T12:43:46.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotcha Day</title><content type='html'>Gotcha Day is a very special day.  My sister and brother-in-law are over in China right now adopting their second "China Baby."  Gotcha Day is the day they get to meet their little girl.  Check out the amazing meeting &lt;a href="http://blog.frogbody.com/chinababy/2010/12/gotcha-day.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're curious, follow their journey before and after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.frogbody.com/chinababy/"&gt;China Baby Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all pretty special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1034812863781311649?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1034812863781311649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1034812863781311649' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1034812863781311649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1034812863781311649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/12/gotcha-day.html' title='Gotcha Day'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4079865076582652914</id><published>2010-12-14T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:02:30.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Baby Means...</title><content type='html'>...another stocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhTa8g5sfI/AAAAAAAABto/cXlSrr60SWo/s1600/P1010545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhTa8g5sfI/AAAAAAAABto/cXlSrr60SWo/s200/P1010545.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550778263119966706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhTbVTHOeI/AAAAAAAABtw/7mcVVCCfX9c/s1600/P1010546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhTbVTHOeI/AAAAAAAABtw/7mcVVCCfX9c/s200/P1010546.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550778269773019618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for Christmas has been extra fun this year.  Madeline is loving it and soaking up all the Christmasy things.  She asks me about 50 times if she can open an advent door (after she's already opened that day's) usually with a grin because she knows what the answer will be but she'll try it out just in case.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhYhtOtKuI/AAAAAAAABuQ/QzwZTDJUg04/s1600/P1010553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhYhtOtKuI/AAAAAAAABuQ/QzwZTDJUg04/s200/P1010553.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550783876834339554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhYhMR4lOI/AAAAAAAABuI/bhsftC02jw0/s1600/P1010549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhYhMR4lOI/AAAAAAAABuI/bhsftC02jw0/s200/P1010549.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550783867989300450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sings and hums Christmas songs to herself all day long.  She wants to watch a nativity movie about the birth of Christ several times each day too.  We asked her what she wants for Christmas and she said, "chocolate and chocolate milk." (A girl after my own heart!)  She has adjusted to having a baby around and is mostly sweet again.  Her latest phrases are "I can't resist!" Which she rarely uses in the right context, but picked it up from a Curious George book.  She also says. "Something is not right!" (from the Madeline books)  and "That's very frusterated." She adores her brother who has gotten pretty darn sweet himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all enjoying the feelings, traditions and meaning of Christmas. It sure is a wonderful time of year.  We have especially enjoyed this part of it this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhZlECYgPI/AAAAAAAABuY/qf94RjEJ0K8/s1600/P1010543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhZlECYgPI/AAAAAAAABuY/qf94RjEJ0K8/s200/P1010543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550785034007904498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4079865076582652914?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4079865076582652914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4079865076582652914' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4079865076582652914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4079865076582652914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-baby-means.html' title='A New Baby Means...'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TQhTa8g5sfI/AAAAAAAABto/cXlSrr60SWo/s72-c/P1010545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-5308915413812739812</id><published>2010-12-04T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T08:29:01.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Videos</title><content type='html'>Madeline is like my personal trainer.  She asks to exercise every morning and she does the whole workout with me.  We are fans of Jillian Michaels videos.  That's just about all I can do with two kids and a husband who works odd and long hours.  But I love her videos and I get results. &lt;br /&gt;When Jillian stops exercising to explain form or something else, Madeline says, "She's not doing it!  Why is she standing there?!"  I find it pretty funny.  I actually wish I had Madeline's flexibility and ab strength!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is during the warm up.  I couldn't get any more because she told me I needed to come do it with her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-63e1020b2ce87664" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D63e1020b2ce87664%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C9B8C1E7918A0733AF690D4A6CB84A7DA2A9D77.6E5F230EC101DCF990880C348F6A91CC20DCD3CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D63e1020b2ce87664%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5c2hRtLD5PqTDINMfcU-TI2KpNc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D63e1020b2ce87664%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C9B8C1E7918A0733AF690D4A6CB84A7DA2A9D77.6E5F230EC101DCF990880C348F6A91CC20DCD3CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D63e1020b2ce87664%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5c2hRtLD5PqTDINMfcU-TI2KpNc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Charlie is almost three months. I forgot how it magically gets better around this age.  Just this week he's been happily playing on the floor or in his bouncer.  He tries  to bat at toys and grins and coos at anyone who talks to him, especially his sister.  He is a sweet little thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5328bca94487c891" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5328bca94487c891%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D211257A33BE65449A7D786DDEA63CA1967FEB1AF.4EEB6C7F08433208CD6500F897E66D7DD78DFE74%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5328bca94487c891%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOUujdAJe-TwHnaiUAdrX1zObaeI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5328bca94487c891%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D211257A33BE65449A7D786DDEA63CA1967FEB1AF.4EEB6C7F08433208CD6500F897E66D7DD78DFE74%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5328bca94487c891%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOUujdAJe-TwHnaiUAdrX1zObaeI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Update on last post -&lt;br /&gt;Madeline is SO much better.It's night and day. I feel so bad I didn't address this a long time ago.  I thought she was just stubborn, but really she had some physical issues there.  All of our frustrations have disappeared (at least in that department) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culturelle does seem to have worked too. Charlie is definitely less gassy and doesn't grunt and groan as much.  He seems happier overall.  I'm not sure if it's because he's getting a little older or if the probiotics are doing their thing. Either way, it's getting easier and I'm happy about that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-5308915413812739812?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/5308915413812739812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=5308915413812739812' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5308915413812739812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5308915413812739812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/12/random-videos.html' title='Random Videos'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-2407078528861907167</id><published>2010-11-22T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T18:21:17.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TOrUJAzXpdI/AAAAAAAABtg/89Qd4VLzznQ/s1600/P1010470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TOrUJAzXpdI/AAAAAAAABtg/89Qd4VLzznQ/s320/P1010470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542475542732187090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is 2 and a half months old.  He had his check up today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight - 13 lbs, 1 oz - 64%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height - 23 3/4" - 61%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proportionate little guy...This kid is growing so fast!  I don't think there will be any issues of low weight for him like we've always had with Madeline. Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie is a cute little thing. He's already wearing 3-6 months, and I'm sure will be out of that size in no time.  You can always get a smile and coo out of him just after he's eaten. Madeline is great at making him happy. She's been calling him Charles lately, especially when she's trying to get him to stop crying (which I find pretty funny.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This doctor's appointment was great.  I left feeling so happy.  Here's why-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charlie&lt;/b&gt; has had a lot of tummy/gas issues.  He seems a little better in that he doesn't cry for long periods as much anymore, but it definitely wakes him up at night and he grunts and groans all day long.  Our ped suggested Culturelle, a probiotic given once a day to help his digestive system. Matt just read a study on babies with colic and 95% showed reduced colic symptoms after a week.  I'm anxious to try it out.  I'll let you know how it goes.  I was mostly excited because a lot of people just say to ride it out until they get older or cut out a lot of things from your diet.  I was surprised he had a suggestion. Hopefully this helps the poor guy out. (and me :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Madeline &lt;/b&gt;started potty training way back in like March.  We've been dealing with some issues ever since.  Overall, she's got it down, wearing underwear during the day, etc.  But she still has accidents occasionally and the #2 thing has always been hard to deal with.  Without going into much detail :)  she has functional constipation which means she holds it in and is afraid to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said to give her Miralax to clean her out and then consistently until the fear of going is gone and it's just part of the routine.  I should have addressed this a long time ago.  I just thought it was a diet issue, which I was trying to be strict about.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just really excited I came home with TWO good options to help my kids.  I was really expecting to just be told to deal with it and that kids will outgrow it.  Hopefully this will help everyone be a little happier around here :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay for good doctors and cute kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-2407078528861907167?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/2407078528861907167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=2407078528861907167' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2407078528861907167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2407078528861907167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/11/charlie-boy.html' title='Charlie Boy'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TOrUJAzXpdI/AAAAAAAABtg/89Qd4VLzznQ/s72-c/P1010470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4432634089943050119</id><published>2010-11-19T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:00:17.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catchup</title><content type='html'>Blogging has been near the end of my priority list, but I decided I wanted to do more than "just make it through the day" with these two munchkins, even if it means putting Charlie in my Moby Wrap more often.  I feel a little happier if I can get things crossed off my lists and do a few things I enjoy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is what we've been up to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie's Blessing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObg5EGLD6I/AAAAAAAABso/QfOLgcOzwk0/s1600/P1010444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObg5EGLD6I/AAAAAAAABso/QfOLgcOzwk0/s200/P1010444.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541363662482771874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObg4plD7BI/AAAAAAAABsg/rsnAZYGfmuQ/s1600/P1010433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObg4plD7BI/AAAAAAAABsg/rsnAZYGfmuQ/s200/P1010433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541363655364570130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's dad, or Pops as Madeline calls him, came up for the blessing.  Family gathered and Matt served his famous pulled pork on the smoker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made a visit to Utah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObkmg2_4II/AAAAAAAABtY/FEI7UZIjpPA/s1600/P1010473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObkmg2_4II/AAAAAAAABtY/FEI7UZIjpPA/s200/P1010473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541367741832749186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObkIdGAosI/AAAAAAAABtQ/K_975Q6n6Q8/s1600/P1010449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObkIdGAosI/AAAAAAAABtQ/K_975Q6n6Q8/s200/P1010449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541367225425896130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObkH8c5m7I/AAAAAAAABtI/Gu1lahUpB-w/s1600/P1010466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObkH8c5m7I/AAAAAAAABtI/Gu1lahUpB-w/s200/P1010466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541367216663534514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObkHZUn5vI/AAAAAAAABtA/9Xm6KfSz1Bs/s1600/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObkHZUn5vI/AAAAAAAABtA/9Xm6KfSz1Bs/s200/IMG_0901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541367207233578738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying with two kids was a little hectic.  The amount of luggage/carseats was just insane.  The kids did amazingly well, though.  Of course on the way Charlie pooped through everything and I had the joy of attempting to change and redress a screaming baby in that tiny bathroom during turbulence :) We had a great time with Matt's family and ate a ton of great food. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObg56sZ0WI/AAAAAAAABsw/_kJIXIDK86M/s1600/P1010477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObg56sZ0WI/AAAAAAAABsw/_kJIXIDK86M/s200/P1010477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541363677138637154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObg6NgI9DI/AAAAAAAABs4/p6eOjvQwWhA/s1600/P1010478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObg6NgI9DI/AAAAAAAABs4/p6eOjvQwWhA/s200/P1010478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541363682187473970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up yesterday morning to snow!  Madeline ran and got her hat and mittens on and then went to wake up her daddy.  Obviously we weren't ready.  I don't have any decent gear for Madeline yet.  I think I'm still in San Diego mode :) We are really enjoying these seasons, though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is good.  Even though some days are hard and there is often a lot of crying around here, I feel like I'm getting a better handle on things or at least trying to have a sense of humor about the chaos :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4432634089943050119?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4432634089943050119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4432634089943050119' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4432634089943050119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4432634089943050119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/11/playing-catchup.html' title='Playing Catchup'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TObg5EGLD6I/AAAAAAAABso/QfOLgcOzwk0/s72-c/P1010444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3843082404669473354</id><published>2010-11-04T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:04:19.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>My brother-in-law, Carson, was kind enough to take some pictures of us. I especially love the fall colors in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a wonderful birthday yesterday. I had so many birthday wishes from family and friends, I "slept" in until 7:00 (which honestly felt great), my mom took me to get a pedicure and manicure, and Matt arranged for her to babysit while we went on a date.  It was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXvRSWanI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Ghgnpcg68qQ/s1600/287e3c5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXvRSWanI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Ghgnpcg68qQ/s200/287e3c5.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535724099085953650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXu7ibgjI/AAAAAAAABsA/bO9Qjrmtt7k/s1600/30874ce.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXu7ibgjI/AAAAAAAABsA/bO9Qjrmtt7k/s200/30874ce.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535724093247816242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLW_2P8ISI/AAAAAAAABrQ/eO2e6A4Qo6w/s1600/ff028de.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLW_2P8ISI/AAAAAAAABrQ/eO2e6A4Qo6w/s200/ff028de.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723284374233378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXAcVrTmI/AAAAAAAABrg/XPzuz2aRa9o/s1600/f460b1a.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXAcVrTmI/AAAAAAAABrg/XPzuz2aRa9o/s200/f460b1a.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723294598844002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXz8Q8McI/AAAAAAAABsY/A844rYXOgvY/s1600/43863e3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXz8Q8McI/AAAAAAAABsY/A844rYXOgvY/s200/43863e3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535724179342242242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXuy7vbrI/AAAAAAAABsI/Z1AC0HMcW0Y/s1600/560fb0f.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXuy7vbrI/AAAAAAAABsI/Z1AC0HMcW0Y/s200/560fb0f.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535724090938060466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXugpmugI/AAAAAAAABr4/K2dx1cSJWq8/s1600/4777cbc.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXugpmugI/AAAAAAAABr4/K2dx1cSJWq8/s200/4777cbc.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535724086030154242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXuYswe_I/AAAAAAAABrw/IfMsNC_l7Yc/s1600/52bf58f.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXuYswe_I/AAAAAAAABrw/IfMsNC_l7Yc/s200/52bf58f.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535724083895892978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXArTXxlI/AAAAAAAABro/b3sn7SsjxJY/s1600/bd2b80e.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXArTXxlI/AAAAAAAABro/b3sn7SsjxJY/s200/bd2b80e.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723298615707218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLW_0lzsbI/AAAAAAAABrY/KShZkRR5Ffo/s1600/518b175.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLW_0lzsbI/AAAAAAAABrY/KShZkRR5Ffo/s200/518b175.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723283929084338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLW_vZAGzI/AAAAAAAABrI/m-iem2M55jo/s1600/652c35f.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLW_vZAGzI/AAAAAAAABrI/m-iem2M55jo/s200/652c35f.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723282533194546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3843082404669473354?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3843082404669473354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3843082404669473354' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3843082404669473354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3843082404669473354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TNLXvRSWanI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Ghgnpcg68qQ/s72-c/287e3c5.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8922233113630680265</id><published>2010-10-30T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T09:31:51.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMzqEPJXjZI/AAAAAAAABq4/0jWHFwi6xbI/s1600/P1010403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMzqEPJXjZI/AAAAAAAABq4/0jWHFwi6xbI/s200/P1010403.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534055400637697426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course Madeline would want to be Snow White for Halloween. My mom helped me with her costume including entertaining my kids while I worked on it.  Thanks, Mom. I couldn't have done it without you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMzqD1EkYrI/AAAAAAAABqw/26XQCed6c4U/s1600/P1010418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMzqD1EkYrI/AAAAAAAABqw/26XQCed6c4U/s200/P1010418.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534055393638245042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie's costume is very fitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMzqDulvl9I/AAAAAAAABqo/ZvyXCXym8M4/s1600/P1010416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMzqDulvl9I/AAAAAAAABqo/ZvyXCXym8M4/s200/P1010416.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534055391898343378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to our church's Halloween trunk-r-treat party.  The suckers were Madeline's favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMzqDWAnOII/AAAAAAAABqg/D_jprP0w3rM/s1600/P1010414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMzqDWAnOII/AAAAAAAABqg/D_jprP0w3rM/s200/P1010414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534055385300154498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8922233113630680265?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8922233113630680265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8922233113630680265' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8922233113630680265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8922233113630680265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMzqEPJXjZI/AAAAAAAABq4/0jWHFwi6xbI/s72-c/P1010403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8675529986842815639</id><published>2010-10-24T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:19:09.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMTpHoHm1UI/AAAAAAAABqY/JBOOwFe-5RY/s1600/photo-749381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMTpHoHm1UI/AAAAAAAABqY/JBOOwFe-5RY/s320/photo-749381.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531802559555491138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Charlie is 6 weeks old. He made his debut at church today. It is definitely different juggling two kids, keeping two kids happy and quiet and lugging around all their paraphernalia. But it was nice to finally go as a family. &lt;p&gt;I do appreciate being able to stay at home, most days to contain the chaos and just play with my kids. Having two kids has definitely been harder than we thought. Charlie has tummy troubles and is fussy a lot. Madeline has been pretty emotional, dramatic and needy. So at every moment a child is crying and needs something! Most of the time we feel like we&amp;#39;re in survival mode but we&amp;#39;re making it. I&amp;#39;ve been spoiled because Matt has been home more with this rotation. He&amp;#39;s been such a great help and support.&lt;p&gt;BUT we&amp;#39;re all healthy and generally happy :) and grateful for all of our blessings.We&amp;#39;re especially enjoying living in a place where we can enjoy autumn and the feelings of holidays coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8675529986842815639?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8675529986842815639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8675529986842815639' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8675529986842815639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8675529986842815639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-sunday_24.html' title='Happy Sunday'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TMTpHoHm1UI/AAAAAAAABqY/JBOOwFe-5RY/s72-c/photo-749381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-5976067262595467247</id><published>2010-10-20T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:58:35.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accessorizing.</title><content type='html'>I went to check on Madeline during her nap.  I heard a little voice say,  "Momma, look - Bracelets!"&lt;div&gt;This is what she had been working on for the last hour -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TL9_-QVIcvI/AAAAAAAABqI/PYzv9B-z8K4/s1600/P1010368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TL9_-QVIcvI/AAAAAAAABqI/PYzv9B-z8K4/s200/P1010368.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530279574946476786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TL9_tVt7bYI/AAAAAAAABp4/zaLodaAS90Y/s1600/P1010364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TL9_tVt7bYI/AAAAAAAABp4/zaLodaAS90Y/s200/P1010364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530279284334882178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes those are rubber bands from a rubber band ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes there are a lot - 126 rubber bands to be exact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes she's wearing pajamas for nap - she asked to and I guess it doesn't matter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We thought this was pretty funny (except for the part about her not taking a nap.  We suffered the consequences of that later that night.)  And we were impressed she stayed on one task for so long.  She sat there and took 126 rubber bands off of a ball and put them neatly on. I guess that was better than taking a nap. Never a dull moment.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-5976067262595467247?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/5976067262595467247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=5976067262595467247' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5976067262595467247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5976067262595467247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/10/accessorizing.html' title='Accessorizing.'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TL9_-QVIcvI/AAAAAAAABqI/PYzv9B-z8K4/s72-c/P1010368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-2990802333848134203</id><published>2010-10-07T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T11:54:34.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TK4W_ZXAPhI/AAAAAAAABpw/wKlzWwR77wo/s1600/P1010359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TK4W_ZXAPhI/AAAAAAAABpw/wKlzWwR77wo/s320/P1010359.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525379071225118226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm not sure how I managed to capture this, but I'm so happy I did&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/6545893986833948863-2990802333848134203?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/2990802333848134203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=2990802333848134203' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2990802333848134203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2990802333848134203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy.html' title='happy.'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TK4W_ZXAPhI/AAAAAAAABpw/wKlzWwR77wo/s72-c/P1010359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6242697252727756340</id><published>2010-10-05T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:37:42.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer in October</title><content type='html'>This last weekend, the weather was gorgeous and we made a quick trip up to my parents' lake property.  We didn't get to enjoy summer that much since I was on bed rest.  Matt needed to get in a last ski and I decided to try as well.  (Matt failed to get a picture, but it's probably best since I'm sure there is a rule somewhere that one should not get in a swimming suit 3 weeks after having a baby.) The weather was great, but the water was freezing.  Thank goodness for wet suits!  I failed to remember what pregnancy does to my back.  I was only up for a short time when my back felt like it would rip into two!  Even though my body aches several days later, it was fun to be able to get out and do things again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvkUMm_5UI/AAAAAAAABpU/cFbRXwm7N6M/s1600/P1010345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvkUMm_5UI/AAAAAAAABpU/cFbRXwm7N6M/s200/P1010345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524760403533358402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvkTsszTcI/AAAAAAAABpM/rywVZgOUhH4/s1600/P1010348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvkTsszTcI/AAAAAAAABpM/rywVZgOUhH4/s200/P1010348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524760394967764418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvkTC6LkoI/AAAAAAAABpE/a1spMHu_Sdo/s1600/P1010350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvkTC6LkoI/AAAAAAAABpE/a1spMHu_Sdo/s200/P1010350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524760383749591682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvkS_ohUzI/AAAAAAAABo8/0uFsn_VkpPk/s1600/P1010357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvkS_ohUzI/AAAAAAAABo8/0uFsn_VkpPk/s200/P1010357.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524760382870213426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life with two kids is good but also a bit of a juggling act, especially since this rotation for Matt has him coming home at 11pm. The last couple of days Charlie has been extra fussy, so I have been trying to experiment with nursing, gas drops, etc.  I'm sure everything will even out in a few weeks.  Madeline is still really great with him.  She still begs for my attention and I'm trying hard to make sure she gets quality mommy time. Any time I'm feeling overwhelmed, though, I think about my friend who has a little girl Madeline's age and just had twins!  Yeah, no complaining here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Madeline quote - When we read the &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org/free-book-of-mormon/"&gt;Book of Mormon&lt;/a&gt; at night, she has to turn to the page of Christ being baptized. (it's the family edition with some pictures) It's her favorite and she's really into the idea of Baptism right now. Tonight I sang her the primary song "&lt;a href="http://lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;searchcollection=2&amp;searchseqstart=103&amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;searchseqend=103&amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ"&gt;When I am Baptized&lt;/a&gt;" while tucking her in.  She watched my face intently as I sang and then said when it was over, "Thank you, Momma.  I really love that song."  Sweet moments like this make the hard days so worth it. Oh and I love that she still calls me "Momma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvodSKFATI/AAAAAAAABpc/awPaDFZ8cjw/s1600/P1010333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvodSKFATI/AAAAAAAABpc/awPaDFZ8cjw/s200/P1010333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524764957688004914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding Charlie's shirt, Yes, his daddy is happy he's a boy.  They've watched the Red Sox win (and lose) together and Charlie is currently being taught the finer points of football. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6242697252727756340?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6242697252727756340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6242697252727756340' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6242697252727756340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6242697252727756340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/10/summer-in-october.html' title='Summer in October'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKvkUMm_5UI/AAAAAAAABpU/cFbRXwm7N6M/s72-c/P1010345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-784791762354891329</id><published>2010-09-27T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T14:33:57.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Want to Hold Him..."</title><content type='html'>...is what Madeline tells me about 100 times a day.  This about sums up how she feels about her sweet little brother -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKFX5tZaIAI/AAAAAAAABok/8BQaoGZ8hCw/s1600/P1010323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKFX5tZaIAI/AAAAAAAABok/8BQaoGZ8hCw/s200/P1010323.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521791267083264002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKFX6GhRZaI/AAAAAAAABos/Gr5vG5IoJmY/s1600/P1010325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKFX6GhRZaI/AAAAAAAABos/Gr5vG5IoJmY/s200/P1010325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521791273827132834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talks to him, sings to him, and tells him about things.  The way she looks at him, strokes his hair, calls him buddy, holds his hand and talks in a little sweet voice really melts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going well.  Two is definitely an adjustment.  Madeline is so good with him and wants to help, which makes things easier.  She does have little melt downs and begs for me to hold her, usually when Charlie's crying or I'm trying to feed him.  My day seems to go by so quickly just trying to meet the needs of these two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At three weeks, Charlie weighs 9 lbs 7 ounces (55%) and is 21 1/4 inches (50%) - Very different from petite little Madeline.  I wonder how long it will be before he catches up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love Charlie's hair, especially right after a bath:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKFa28mIWPI/AAAAAAAABo0/cXufH6aSbhs/s1600/P1010308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKFa28mIWPI/AAAAAAAABo0/cXufH6aSbhs/s200/P1010308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521794518158432498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was on bed rest for so long, I'm feeling anxious to get out and enjoy things.  But I'm holding out just a few more weeks to avoid the germs.  Maybe I should enjoy my time at home because reality might set in when I'm out and about with TWO kids!  Hopefully we can adjust quickly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-784791762354891329?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/784791762354891329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=784791762354891329' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/784791762354891329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/784791762354891329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-want-to-hold-him_27.html' title='&quot;I Want to Hold Him...&quot;'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TKFX5tZaIAI/AAAAAAAABok/8BQaoGZ8hCw/s72-c/P1010323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6162479902668917343</id><published>2010-09-13T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:37:23.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TI7esjEnXQI/AAAAAAAABoQ/B8JVHGrwGgE/s1600/P1010252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TI7esjEnXQI/AAAAAAAABoQ/B8JVHGrwGgE/s400/P1010252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516591450485644546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(No Charlie does not have a tail - it's his bili belt that he gets to take off tomorrow. Hooray!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Honestly, I have been pleasantly surprised with this new event in our lives.  The delivery was great and the recovery hasn't been that bad at all.  Matt and I had to laugh that the first time around, having a newborn seemed hard and stressful, but this time, the newborn is easy.  It's the toddler that's high maintenance! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, though, Madeline has initiated Charlie into her circle of friends.  She has already told him her favorite stories including Cinderella, Snow White, and Sleeping Beauty. (Poor guy, he's going to be very knowledgable about princesses and all things girl.) She really loves him and is a really big help, especially since Charlie has been plugged in at all times with this bili light belt.  Here are some funny things she's done lately:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She begs to help Matt with the dishes.  And she's actually really helpful at using the brush and scraping the food off and then handing them to Matt to put in the dishwasher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I never have to empty the lint tray in the dryer.  At random times during the day, when she passes it, she cleans out the lint and throws it away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-It might have been a problem that we didn't decide on a name until the very end. Madeline still calls him Baby Weed. Sometimes she catches herself and stops and thinks before getting it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She's obsessed with poopy diapers.  Many times a day she asks if Charlie's diapers are poopy (which they usually are) just so she can help me change them.  She also thinks anything dirty - his umbilical cord, mud, specks on the floor, etc are poop. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-As she's playing, she'll stop a minute and admire charlie, stroke his hair and say, "you're so cute, sweetie"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-If she's nearby when Charlie blasts his pants, she'll say "Excuse you" without even looking up from what she's doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Speaking of diapers, Charlie hates to have his diaper changed and he usually cries during it.  Madeline will hold his hand and say, "we're almost done buddy.  it's ok.  almost done"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Her new phrase of choice is "That's amazing!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once, while I was feeding Charlie, she asked for a snack.  I told her when I was finished feeding Charlie I would go get her one.  I guess she got tired of waiting because soon I heard her in our bedroom telling Matt, "Daddy, go hold Charlie so Mommy can get me a snack"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie is a sweet little guy.  It's funny how different a first and second child are.  I think I held Madeline every second I could and we catered to her every need.  Charlie sleeps through Madeline's tantrums, doesn't mind her poking him, and seems to go with the flow. Tonight I was trying to get dinner on while he was crying and he must have given up on me because he comforted himself and went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far so good.  I just keep looking at that precious little face and am so grateful for my little family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6162479902668917343?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6162479902668917343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6162479902668917343' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6162479902668917343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6162479902668917343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/09/week-one.html' title='Week One'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TI7esjEnXQI/AAAAAAAABoQ/B8JVHGrwGgE/s72-c/P1010252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3304583304221713235</id><published>2010-09-10T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T19:42:12.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Glo-Worm</title><content type='html'>Remember these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIrluyQdKcI/AAAAAAAABoA/VAHZPRRAFgY/s1600/Glow-Worm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIrluyQdKcI/AAAAAAAABoA/VAHZPRRAFgY/s200/Glow-Worm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515473285596129730" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we've got a cute little one, too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIrjSka19LI/AAAAAAAABnw/bsmwMvOsZ20/s1600/photo-769915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIrjSka19LI/AAAAAAAABnw/bsmwMvOsZ20/s320/photo-769915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515470601822008498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie had a doctor's appointment today and his bilirubin levels were a little high.  So as a precaution, he gets to do some light phototherapy.  They have a great service where the nurse comes to your home, lends you the equipment and checks in daily to monitor him. He gets to wear this cool "bili belt" instead of having to lay under the lights.  This seems much more convenient and hasn't really interrupted much of our routine (except that he's plugged in for 24 hours straight so we can't move very far away from an outlet!)  Hopefully he won't have to wear it long.  I'm always so grateful, though, for cautious doctors and modern medicine and technology.  I mean, how cool is it that his belly gets to glow blue! :)  Madeline is a little confused by it and keeps telling me Baby Charlie doesn't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3304583304221713235?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3304583304221713235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3304583304221713235' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3304583304221713235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3304583304221713235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='Little Glo-Worm'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIrluyQdKcI/AAAAAAAABoA/VAHZPRRAFgY/s72-c/Glow-Worm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-3332403804698143804</id><published>2010-09-08T17:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:21:28.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birth Day, Charlie.</title><content type='html'>He's here!  He's really here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my 38 week appointment on Tuesday. My doctor checked me and said "OK, you're dilated to a 6.  If your water breaks, you're going to have a baby on the floor. Why don't you head over to Labor and Delivery and I'll break your water."  That was exactly what I wanted to hear. I have been dilated and carrying that little guy so low for quite a few weeks!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice that Matt was working in an office the floor above my dr's office.  We met in the lobby and walked over to the hospital.  They checked me in at about 12:30 pm, gave me an epidural, and my doctor came over and broke my water.  He came back in an hour and I was completely ready to go.  They set everything up. And about 20 minutes later, our little baby boy weed was born!  (My doctor was right.  Once he broke my water, it didn't take long!  Thank goodness it didn't happen on it's own..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a different experience than with Madeline.  It all happened so fast and I really didn't feel any pain.  He was turned the right way. When they laid him on me right after he was born, I couldn't believe I had just had a baby! I feel blessed that his delivery was so easy for me. Now on to the recovery... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Matthew Weed (Charlie) was born on September 7, 2010 at 2:42 pm.  He was 8 lbs, 4 oz and 21 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;We love his sun-kissed, thick, wavy hair.  He loves to be swaddled and held close.  He got really upset when the nurses would unswaddle him and poke and prod him. He would cry really hard and turn beet red. He is a good nurser and is pretty content so far. Madeline only saw him for a little bit.  She wanted to share her baby doll with him and kept saying she wanted to take "Baby Chawlie home." She'll be home tomorrow and then real life will begin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so grateful for our little Charlie.  It's strange to have two car seats in the car and to say we're a family of four.  We feel really blessed to have this little miracle in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIgyvLTHbVI/AAAAAAAABmk/IFQRqZAMW50/s1600/P1010178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIgyvLTHbVI/AAAAAAAABmk/IFQRqZAMW50/s200/P1010178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514713529783381330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIgyviDoS8I/AAAAAAAABms/N034fXFNpjQ/s1600/P1010191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIgyviDoS8I/AAAAAAAABms/N034fXFNpjQ/s200/P1010191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514713535892442050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIgyzMSEenI/AAAAAAAABnE/EVlfok1uMsg/s1600/P1010219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIgyzMSEenI/AAAAAAAABnE/EVlfok1uMsg/s200/P1010219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514713598766905970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIgywTIC3BI/AAAAAAAABm0/C1AHad69DJ8/s1600/P1010194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIgywTIC3BI/AAAAAAAABm0/C1AHad69DJ8/s200/P1010194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514713549064297490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIg1QLezO_I/AAAAAAAABnc/6tjHG6MgVZc/s1600/P1010196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIg1QLezO_I/AAAAAAAABnc/6tjHG6MgVZc/s200/P1010196.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514716295791328242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIg1PmhMIQI/AAAAAAAABnU/tEUxd_HC1IE/s1600/P1010207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIg1PmhMIQI/AAAAAAAABnU/tEUxd_HC1IE/s200/P1010207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514716285869236482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-3332403804698143804?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/3332403804698143804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=3332403804698143804' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3332403804698143804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/3332403804698143804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birth-day-charlie.html' title='Happy Birth Day, Charlie.'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TIgyvLTHbVI/AAAAAAAABmk/IFQRqZAMW50/s72-c/P1010178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-181142125300856734</id><published>2010-09-01T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:25:36.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Kidding...</title><content type='html'>Last night around 1:00 I had been having pretty intense lower back pain, so Matt and I went to the hospital. I was happy that I was actually right - my contractions were 2-3 minutes apart.  (what a relief to go in and be right) :)  The nurse seemed pretty confident she would be admitting me.  She monitored me and made me walk around the hospital for an hour to see if we could get things moving.  That hour wasn't too bad.  We went to the cafeteria where Matt got free food and then went up to the ICU where he visited with some friends.  I was definitely uncomfortable having to walk around during contractions, but I was excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hour was up - NO CHANGE! She called my doctor (poor guy and his wife - do they ever get used to middle of the night phone calls?)  and he said to have me walk around for another hour.  Now this is torture. Still having pretty decent contractions every few minutes.  I sent Matt to bed, while I walked around (as fast as I could) passed the same nurses about a hundred times.  I was in a lot of pain at this point.  I wonder how many miles I put in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hour was up - HARDLY ANY CHANGE!  When she checked me, I had a contraction and she said my bag of waters was really firm and was taking the pressure of the contractions instead of the cervix - hence the little change in dilation. She said, I think your water is going to have to break for anything to happen here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got sent home.  Sacred Heart is pretty conservative I think. They said they can't help labor along at all unless you're 39 weeks.  I suppose it's not the right time for Baby Weed to come, but I'm trying to imagine myself with regular, uncomfortable contractions for two weeks.  How will I sleep?  How will I take care of Madeline and Matt?  If my water does break, it's going to be fast and I'm bracing myself for the reality that there probably won't be time for an epidural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess pregnancy keeps you humble as everything is out of your control. I'm glad everyone is healthy and that the end is sight.  Just wish us luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-181142125300856734?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/181142125300856734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=181142125300856734' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/181142125300856734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/181142125300856734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-kidding.html' title='Just Kidding...'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-100378177076748329</id><published>2010-08-31T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T12:05:17.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>37</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to me for making it to full term :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is how we're all feeling around here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-caf468df9cde3a46" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcaf468df9cde3a46%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D756676DA7DE064672FD76CA7FBD782439CE5E272.6E58779D65446C9DA5E9E6ED85E593C7D2A4F589%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcaf468df9cde3a46%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgTU_Wij2AytNX2yKCrH59SgcbDI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcaf468df9cde3a46%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D756676DA7DE064672FD76CA7FBD782439CE5E272.6E58779D65446C9DA5E9E6ED85E593C7D2A4F589%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcaf468df9cde3a46%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgTU_Wij2AytNX2yKCrH59SgcbDI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilated to a 4 and 90% effaced.  One would think it would be any day, but  I'm starting to wonder if I'll have to be induced....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-100378177076748329?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/100378177076748329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=100378177076748329' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/100378177076748329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/100378177076748329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/08/ongratulations-to-me-for-making-it-full.html' title='37'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1911346571990338543</id><published>2010-08-24T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:15:49.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>36 Week update</title><content type='html'>Have you seen that show on Discovery Health called "I didn't know I was pregnant?"  I really can't believe girls can go nine months without knowing they're pregnant!  I mean look at me!  And this baby rolls around in my stomach turning it into odd shapes where you can make out a foot, a leg, a bum.... pretty cool.&lt;div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/THP-jTSlA-I/AAAAAAAABl4/HFaBzBLM_bE/s1600/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/THP-jTSlA-I/AAAAAAAABl4/HFaBzBLM_bE/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509026651631322082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny to me that even though I'm measuring right on, I'll see other women who are carrying so differently.  Our skin is pretty amazing. And how does gravity not just pull me right over?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't sure I really wanted to post an almost going into labor picture, but I didn't take very many of myself when I was pregnant with Madeline and I guess baby boy weed might be nicer to me if he saw how big I was :)  Yesterday, a woman stopped me all excited, asking when my due date was, what I was having, etc.  She also asked if I was having twins.  (this isn't a new comment)  and then topped it off by mentioning that she had been pregnant with twins and "didn't get even close to that big"  It didn't come across as mean. She was cute and excited for me.  I just laughed and said, this is how I carry - right out in front!  Still, I would never ask someone if they're having twins...or really make any comments about their size AT ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a doctor's appointment yesterday.  Not much has changed - 4 cm dilated and 80% effaced.  Doesn't that sound like a walking time bomb?  I'm feeling much more relaxed than last week.  Everything on my list is pretty much done except for the name, but I'm not feeling worried about that.  I only worry about not getting to the hospital on time if my water breaks since I'm already so far along, but I guess we'll figure it out if it happens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My doctor said making it to 36 weeks greatly increased the chances of baby coming home with us after he is born, so I'm feeling good about being this far and am hoping for a few more days (but not too many) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1911346571990338543?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1911346571990338543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1911346571990338543' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1911346571990338543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1911346571990338543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/08/36-week-update.html' title='36 Week update'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/THP-jTSlA-I/AAAAAAAABl4/HFaBzBLM_bE/s72-c/IMG_0582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-7706579283891794510</id><published>2010-08-17T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T08:46:36.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four...</title><content type='html'>...is the number that has been running through my mind all night.  I had a doctor's appointment yesterday.  He said I was dilated four centimeters.  I'm 35 weeks (unless I'm more like 36 - can they really use a paper calendar to pinpoint a due date when every woman's calendar is slightly different?)  Anyway, he didn't seem too worried about it, although when I was leaving he said, "I'll see you next week unless I see you sooner."  Ok...  And then the baby's heart rate was high, so I had to spend and hour and a half in labor an delivery while they monitored the baby.  Everything looked great, so no worries there - just some anxiety of being in labor and delivery again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt informed me that one of the definitions of "active labor" is being dilated to a four.  So I'm feeling a little anxiety, especially since I don't feel ready AT ALL. I haven't read my baby books from cover to cover.  Will I remember how to take care of a newborn and breastfeed successfully?! We don't have diapers, boy blankets, boy newborn clothes, etc. I'm not nervous about the actual delivery, I'm afraid I won't have that clear sign that I should go to the hospital.  Once my water breaks, it goes fast for me, so I'm worried about not making it to the hospital on time, especially if I am delivering a preemie.  My mom informed me that even with her fourth baby she had the same fears and it will work out just fine.  I suppose she's right. I also have a bit of a pit in my stomach because we've hardly talked about names.  Discussing names with Matt is not one of my favorite activities...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of the things on my to do list for this week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pack a hospital bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pack Madeline a bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Finish making burp cloths and receiving blankets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-go to Target and buy all the newborn necessities - diapers, wipes, nursing pads, sleepers, bath stuff, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-set up the cradle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pull out the car seat and clean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Take it easy and not overdo it so I can last a couple of more weeks :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh boy!  But I am really excited to see his little face - hopefully in a week or two just to be safe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Matt walked out the door this morning, he called back, "Call me if you're going to have the baby today."  haha.  At least he works at the hospital so it will be easy to find him and I have my grandparents next door who are ready to take Madeline day or night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish us luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-7706579283891794510?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/7706579283891794510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=7706579283891794510' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7706579283891794510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/7706579283891794510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/08/four.html' title='Four...'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6332524737786926818</id><published>2010-08-12T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T13:46:39.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGRcWGe94iI/AAAAAAAABkg/TViaE7zMMhM/s1600/pregnant-mom-lightskin2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 52px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGRcWGe94iI/AAAAAAAABkg/TViaE7zMMhM/s320/pregnant-mom-lightskin2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504626179320963618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the DMV to get my new Washington driver's license this morning.  The lady made me put down my CURRENT weight - my eight and a half month, pregnant body weight.  Seriously?!  So for five years, I get to carry around an extra 30 pounds.  How mean is that?!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6332524737786926818?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6332524737786926818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6332524737786926818' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6332524737786926818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6332524737786926818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/08/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGRcWGe94iI/AAAAAAAABkg/TViaE7zMMhM/s72-c/pregnant-mom-lightskin2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1173229622806961748</id><published>2010-08-11T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T09:54:20.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Future Rock Climber?</title><content type='html'>Matt took Madeline to the park last night after dinner.  He came home all excited about how awesome she was at the playground: she wanted to try the hard things, wanted to do things by herself, didn't shy away if other kids were playing too and he was amazed at how that girl can CLIMB!  She really does love to climb and I was impressed at how a 2 year old could look like a natural on the climbing wall...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-82743973984b374d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82743973984b374d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C12F5E4B7FB993C87D9CAC22FC4D00E18B0B056.7961A4642D4AC9A0733845EAB17F1AD49095137B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82743973984b374d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFq0gCts3oVLupMCPr5PHb8GMm_k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82743973984b374d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C12F5E4B7FB993C87D9CAC22FC4D00E18B0B056.7961A4642D4AC9A0733845EAB17F1AD49095137B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82743973984b374d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFq0gCts3oVLupMCPr5PHb8GMm_k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way to go, Madeline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1173229622806961748?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1173229622806961748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1173229622806961748' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1173229622806961748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1173229622806961748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/08/future-in-rock-climbing.html' title='A Future Rock Climber?'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8690750776727069363</id><published>2010-08-09T18:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T19:22:29.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and Afters</title><content type='html'>Since I haven't been able to do much on bed rest, I have LOTS of time to think about how to decorate, create, repaint, etc.  (Pojects make me happy)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the projects I've been working on -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I got this tin from a friend several years ago.  It went from this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCsz_sQ6rI/AAAAAAAABjY/u6AZQY5V2OU/s1600/IMG_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCsz_sQ6rI/AAAAAAAABjY/u6AZQY5V2OU/s200/IMG_0471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503588753917143730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCs0Z2qFPI/AAAAAAAABjg/6xMWHyDrFcY/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCs0Z2qFPI/AAAAAAAABjg/6xMWHyDrFcY/s200/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503588760940057842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCs0w7tjRI/AAAAAAAABjo/ulVP4yAzGVU/s1600/P1010159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCs0w7tjRI/AAAAAAAABjo/ulVP4yAzGVU/s200/P1010159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503588767135272210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCv-JdJFGI/AAAAAAAABkY/X14K4VJ2flE/s1600/IMG_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCv-JdJFGI/AAAAAAAABkY/X14K4VJ2flE/s200/IMG_0564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503592226871645282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. We got a couch for free when we got married.  I can only guess it is about 20 years old.  It's definitely worn and not my first choice of fabric, but it's a solid Ethan Allen couch.  So my very talented mom and sister got to work and helped me recover it!  Thanks guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCvBqhRKHI/AAAAAAAABkQ/FVY7BjFKjdk/s1600/P1010155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCvBqhRKHI/AAAAAAAABkQ/FVY7BjFKjdk/s200/P1010155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503591187775301746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCvBFLT-yI/AAAAAAAABkI/pl-wO8siit0/s1600/P1010153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCvBFLT-yI/AAAAAAAABkI/pl-wO8siit0/s200/P1010153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503591177751100194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCu_ws-2EI/AAAAAAAABj4/2UnugaHC6QA/s1600/P1010146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCu_ws-2EI/AAAAAAAABj4/2UnugaHC6QA/s200/P1010146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503591155075307586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love ticking fabric!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCvAsEQC1I/AAAAAAAABkA/sq-ovqQw2Xk/s1600/P1010156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCvAsEQC1I/AAAAAAAABkA/sq-ovqQw2Xk/s200/P1010156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503591171010595666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I need to pick some fun, bright fabric for pillows.  Stay tuned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8690750776727069363?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8690750776727069363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8690750776727069363' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8690750776727069363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8690750776727069363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/08/before-and-afters.html' title='Before and Afters'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TGCsz_sQ6rI/AAAAAAAABjY/u6AZQY5V2OU/s72-c/IMG_0471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-9010786863459460484</id><published>2010-08-04T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:05:04.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Book Worm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TFngi1IkmSI/AAAAAAAABhM/_BheAYxyf9g/s1600/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TFngi1IkmSI/AAAAAAAABhM/_BheAYxyf9g/s200/book.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501675308792977698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's aunt gave us &lt;a href="http://www.trelease-on-reading.com/"&gt;The Read Aloud Handbook&lt;/a&gt; when Madeline was born. In this book, Jim Trelease talks about the benefits, rewards and importance of reading aloud to children. He describes proven techniques and strategies backed up with the latest research for helping children discover the joys of reading while helping them become avid lifelong readers and learners. In the back, it also gives suggestions for books by age.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have read to Madeline every day since we brought her home from the hospital, but after reading parts of this book, we were reminded of how important it is and made a commitment to read to her at least a half an hour a day. We also decided to include some time where we could each have independent reading time, so she can see us enjoying books, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a result of this process, Madeline has really grown to love books. She loves going to the library and she asks to read her books many times a day. She recognizes letters on the pages and memorizes phrases from her favorites. It makes me excited to see her learning. PART of me is excited for her to go to school, just so she can soak up everything :) The other part is terrified of that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Madeline enjoying two of her favorite books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading &lt;b&gt;Madeline&lt;/b&gt; with Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="270.75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid299.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fmm306%2Fmalerie_2008%2FBookWorm2.mp4"&gt;&lt;/embed&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;Speed Reading &lt;b&gt;Angus Lost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="270.75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid299.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fmm306%2Fmalerie_2008%2FBookWorm1.mp4"&gt;&lt;/embed&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-9010786863459460484?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/9010786863459460484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=9010786863459460484' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/9010786863459460484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/9010786863459460484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-book-worm_1010.html' title='Little Book Worm'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TFngi1IkmSI/AAAAAAAABhM/_BheAYxyf9g/s72-c/book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4117942003999697076</id><published>2010-07-20T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:12:17.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Weeks and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TEXyzW5Pj2I/AAAAAAAABa8/708ev2xfB1c/s1600/Photo+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TEXyzW5Pj2I/AAAAAAAABa8/708ev2xfB1c/s320/Photo+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496065884408483682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my 31 week appointment yesterday.  Everything looks the same, so we're doing good.  The doctor said 5 more weeks and we'll be in good shape.  Bed rest is a loose term.  I'm trying to take it easy and be aware if I'm overdoing it or having contractions.  It's a little hard to stay down with a two year old, but Madeline is pretty good about reading and playing with me on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy the second time around has been filled with more aches and pains, a bigger belly (and baby!) and hard-to-sleep nights, but it's completely worth it.  I'm grateful for this little guy growing inside of me and can't wait to meet him...full term of course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is done with the ICU night shift.  Yay!  He's now doing surgery.  We'll see how that goes.  I'm amazed at the stuff he's doing.  It's just weird to think they let him treat real people :)  But he's working hard, learning a lot and doing a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of your summers are going well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4117942003999697076?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4117942003999697076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4117942003999697076' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4117942003999697076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4117942003999697076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/07/31-weeks-and-counting.html' title='31 Weeks and Counting'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TEXyzW5Pj2I/AAAAAAAABa8/708ev2xfB1c/s72-c/Photo+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1896428604451811383</id><published>2010-07-09T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T06:16:25.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt as a New Intern</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDd3oE_N_4I/AAAAAAAABak/gX_ScI4VIkw/s1600/Stethoscope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDd3oE_N_4I/AAAAAAAABak/gX_ScI4VIkw/s200/Stethoscope.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491989801018982274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt has been having some very interesting and character building experiences on his night shift at the ICU as a new intern.  He started a blog dedicated to these experiences.  I hardly get to see him or talk to him because of his crazy schedule right now, so it's fun and nerve-wracking for me to hear about what he's up to.  If you're interested, check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thoughtsfromanewdoctor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thoughts from a New Doctor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1896428604451811383?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1896428604451811383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1896428604451811383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1896428604451811383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1896428604451811383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/07/matt-has-been-having-some-very.html' title='Matt as a New Intern'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDd3oE_N_4I/AAAAAAAABak/gX_ScI4VIkw/s72-c/Stethoscope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-5376294283410787349</id><published>2010-07-06T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:57:41.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated the holiday on Saturday up at my parents' lake property.  It was nice to see family, eat good food and enjoy the beautiful scenery.  I spent most of the time planted in a beach chair, but it was still nice to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madeline must be branching out a little, because she enjoyed a lot of fun water activities with Matt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOTXpDtaI/AAAAAAAABZs/4MpgcDWOHbY/s1600/P1010135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOTXpDtaI/AAAAAAAABZs/4MpgcDWOHbY/s200/P1010135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490959202853828002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOUET1FkI/AAAAAAAABZ0/1APUVypJoSU/s1600/P1010137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOUET1FkI/AAAAAAAABZ0/1APUVypJoSU/s200/P1010137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490959214844384834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOVWsq2sI/AAAAAAAABaE/gFBtJs-IAG8/s1600/6a00e3981ed64088330133f2157c37970b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOVWsq2sI/AAAAAAAABaE/gFBtJs-IAG8/s200/6a00e3981ed64088330133f2157c37970b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490959236960279234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was very surprised Madeline was brave enough to go for a tube ride (a SLOW ride), but she said she had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOU4kEWUI/AAAAAAAABZ8/0XY9lJRdIlQ/s1600/6a00e3981ed64088330133f215672b970b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOU4kEWUI/AAAAAAAABZ8/0XY9lJRdIlQ/s200/6a00e3981ed64088330133f215672b970b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490959228871137602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPPSVYAgpI/AAAAAAAABaU/rvwIuOrpJhQ/s1600/6a00e3981ed64088330134853acd85970c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPPSVYAgpI/AAAAAAAABaU/rvwIuOrpJhQ/s200/6a00e3981ed64088330134853acd85970c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490960284577202834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proof that I was there... I know what you're thinking "Aren't you supposed to be on bed rest?"  Not strict bed rest, so I'm allowed to stand up and take pictures occasionally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOWOKUWyI/AAAAAAAABaM/Y5cV4bbODCU/s1600/6a00e3981ed64088330134853ad50f970c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOWOKUWyI/AAAAAAAABaM/Y5cV4bbODCU/s200/6a00e3981ed64088330134853ad50f970c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490959251848583970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks, Mom and Dad for sharing your beautiful place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Pregnancy update - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had a 29 week appointment today and no changes! Hooray!  I think I was more nervous sitting in the doctor's office than any time I have ever performed on stage.  I have another appt in two weeks and hopefully everything is quiet then, too.  Thanks for all the prayers and support.&lt;/div&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/6545893986833948863-5376294283410787349?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/5376294283410787349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=5376294283410787349' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5376294283410787349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/5376294283410787349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TDPOTXpDtaI/AAAAAAAABZs/4MpgcDWOHbY/s72-c/P1010135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-987841902399912417</id><published>2010-06-27T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:26:06.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How we've been passing the time...</title><content type='html'>...taking silly pictures on the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TCeed5tPSRI/AAAAAAAABXw/cD7_-BuER6o/s1600/Photo+75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TCeed5tPSRI/AAAAAAAABXw/cD7_-BuER6o/s200/Photo+75.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487528907518200082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TCeedqXmdDI/AAAAAAAABXo/UJaKPVtrZZk/s1600/Photo+97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TCeedqXmdDI/AAAAAAAABXo/UJaKPVtrZZk/s200/Photo+97.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487528903400911922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TCeeddM1N0I/AAAAAAAABXg/ixBFVxUrT6Q/s1600/Photo+91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TCeeddM1N0I/AAAAAAAABXg/ixBFVxUrT6Q/s200/Photo+91.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487528899866081090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TCeec3ivsnI/AAAAAAAABXY/o8fax00Dx40/s1600/Photo+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TCeec3ivsnI/AAAAAAAABXY/o8fax00Dx40/s200/Photo+89.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487528889757446770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's official...my body doesn't like being pregnant!  I'm on bed rest again!  Last week was around the same time that it happened with Madeline and I was feeling some contractions, but mostly paranoia.  I called my OB (who I've never met since we just moved) and the nurse said I should just go to Labor and Delivery. So off I went, with packed bags of course.  I spent several hours in triage being monitored.  Matt is working ICU nights, so he stayed with me for a bit and then had to go work his shift. After a lot of tests, they said they would admit me because I was dilated to a 2 and 30% effaced.  Darn....  Luckily my mom had come down and was able to take Madeline home with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They put me on medication and modified bedrest and I went home the next day.  It was actually quite a relaxing night to myself!  It was fun, too that Matt came up and visited me a few times since he was on a different floor of the same hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to spend part of the week up at my parents' house and I've been home for the weekend.  I have an appointment Tuesday morning.  Hopefully nothing has changed.  I'm only 28 weeks and I've got to make it to 37!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things that have been challenging:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-With all of the chaos, Madeline has become extra clingy and wants to be held (begging me to stand up, not sit on the couch) or hold her hand wherever she goes.  I feel for her, but I'm hoping it will help her be more flexible&lt;br /&gt;-Potty training - Madeline was basically potty trained before we moved, but has since been determined not to be and this inconsistency is not helping the situation&lt;br /&gt;-Madeline has decided to really fight naps and bedtime&lt;br /&gt;-As a result of the last point, she has had quite the tantrums lately&lt;br /&gt;-Matt works from 5:30pm - 6:30 am and sleeps during the day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;Things that have been rewarding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-No distractions - Since I can't really do the daily busy things, I get to sit on the couch, color, read library books, laugh and giggle with Madeline and focus on what's important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Being able to spend time with my mom and be reminded of what a wonderful mom and grandma she is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Being humbled at the generosity and love from family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Experiencing the blessings of modern medicine and kind, good doctors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Getting a priesthood blessing from Matt and feeling the comfort of the Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I will update with any news, but I'm hoping for a boring pregnancy from here on out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-987841902399912417?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/987841902399912417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=987841902399912417' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/987841902399912417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/987841902399912417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-weve-been-passing-time.html' title='How we&apos;ve been passing the time...'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TCeed5tPSRI/AAAAAAAABXw/cD7_-BuER6o/s72-c/Photo+75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-8442998670479519379</id><published>2010-06-13T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:18:19.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations are in order</title><content type='html'>The last few weeks have been crazy!  But we're settling into our new place and now I can get back to blogging :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that needs to be noted is Matt graduated from medical school! Woohoo!  We're very proud of you, Matt.  You are going to be one heck of a doctor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the big event.  More posts coming on other happenings in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TBXIC9RpcaI/AAAAAAAABWs/nQh1YxH9zR0/s1600/IMG_6624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TBXIC9RpcaI/AAAAAAAABWs/nQh1YxH9zR0/s200/IMG_6624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482508074527322530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TBXICG23J9I/AAAAAAAABWk/5Wbto9-qLMI/s1600/IMG_6629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TBXICG23J9I/AAAAAAAABWk/5Wbto9-qLMI/s200/IMG_6629.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482508059919460306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TBXIB1fbL2I/AAAAAAAABWc/WZwdPCNPj8Q/s1600/IMG_6626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TBXIB1fbL2I/AAAAAAAABWc/WZwdPCNPj8Q/s200/IMG_6626.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482508055257755490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TBXIBeFepMI/AAAAAAAABWU/Ca-Si4WxWYM/s1600/IMG_6634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TBXIBeFepMI/AAAAAAAABWU/Ca-Si4WxWYM/s200/IMG_6634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482508048974914754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-8442998670479519379?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/8442998670479519379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=8442998670479519379' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8442998670479519379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/8442998670479519379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/06/congratulations-are-in-order.html' title='Congratulations are in order'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/TBXIC9RpcaI/AAAAAAAABWs/nQh1YxH9zR0/s72-c/IMG_6624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-2041757796057945773</id><published>2010-05-26T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T18:56:19.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An inspiring Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S_26m1tlQAI/AAAAAAAABVc/za2HTWQNZE4/s1600/jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S_26m1tlQAI/AAAAAAAABVc/za2HTWQNZE4/s320/jess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475737898368450562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I know anyone who has a bigger heart than my sister.  She just started a blog that I believe will change hearts and lives.  In her words, "I want to be inspired by people who do things because their heart tells them to.  So selfishly I will begin this blog and hope to discover and be inspired by all of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for always sharing beautiful thoughts, Jess.  The world needs more of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamwhatido.com/"&gt;I Am What I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-2041757796057945773?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/2041757796057945773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=2041757796057945773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2041757796057945773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2041757796057945773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/05/inspiring-blog.html' title='An inspiring Blog'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S_26m1tlQAI/AAAAAAAABVc/za2HTWQNZE4/s72-c/jess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4100112175683885389</id><published>2010-05-13T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:46:26.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interview with Madeline</title><content type='html'>My sister interviews her kids each year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my attempt with Madeline at age 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;embed width="480" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid299.photobucket.com/albums/mm306/malerie_2008/MadelineInterview.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&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;Madeline is really into music right now, especially Disney songs. She also loves Primary Songs.  She is starting to memorize the words and sing them to herself. She also is pretty good at lip -synching even when she doesn't know the words at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also loves books.  She gets so excited to go to the library.  Some of her favorites are the Madeline books, Burt Dow the Deepwater Man,Fancy Nancy, and the Berenstain Bears. When you read to her she likes to fill in the words that she remembers from the pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has gotten the whole independent thing down.  She insists on doing things herself and if you do it before her, she loses it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If she is throwing a fit, I'll say "you're being like Grumpy" (the dwarf from Snow White) and she gets really upset and says, "No! I Madeline Weed Marie!!!"  That usually snaps her out of it since Madeline Marie Weed has been described as a nice, sweet girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this girl....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4100112175683885389?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4100112175683885389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4100112175683885389' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4100112175683885389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4100112175683885389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/05/interview-with-madeline.html' title='An Interview with Madeline'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-4185384733453895340</id><published>2010-05-09T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T07:44:37.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Mom</title><content type='html'>...is not alway easy, but I feel so privileged to be a mother.  It has been a far sweeter experience than I imagined and the amount of love I have felt is hard to contain.  Thank you, Matt for letting me stay home with Madeline.  and Thank you to my Mom, Mother-in-law, and sisters for providing beautiful examples of great mothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Motherhood is near to divinity. It is the highest, holiest service to be assumed by mankind” &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(in James R. Clark, comp., Messages of the First Presidency, 6 vols., Salt Lake City: Bookcraft, 1965–75, 6:178)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S-bE3mkWy-I/AAAAAAAABS4/WUops9LLe5Q/s1600/IMGP3125+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S-bE3mkWy-I/AAAAAAAABS4/WUops9LLe5Q/s200/IMGP3125+BW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469275257012931554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S-bHiD4MNCI/AAAAAAAABT4/eP7t185oGQU/s1600/malerie+and+madeline2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S-bGVC6gEKI/AAAAAAAABTY/_bHwBYq4YI0/s200/Photo+88.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469276862349840546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S-bG5vLSOPI/AAAAAAAABTw/JSRU1ObCpQk/s1600/P1000993_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S-bG5vLSOPI/AAAAAAAABTw/JSRU1ObCpQk/s200/P1000993_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469277492706687218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-4185384733453895340?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/4185384733453895340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=4185384733453895340' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4185384733453895340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/4185384733453895340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/05/being-mom.html' title='Being a Mom'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S-bE3mkWy-I/AAAAAAAABS4/WUops9LLe5Q/s72-c/IMGP3125+BW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-2363898742002089907</id><published>2010-05-08T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:36:58.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I know a lot of you have already seen this, but I thought it deserved a post.  This video is so inspirational and it gave me a special perspective on life as a woman and a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/KHDvxPjsm8E/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHDvxPjsm8E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHDvxPjsm8E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-2363898742002089907?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/2363898742002089907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=2363898742002089907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2363898742002089907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/2363898742002089907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-1516662257524688042</id><published>2010-05-03T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:01:36.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC</title><content type='html'>I recently had the opportunity to help plan and throw a baby shower for one of my good friends. Congrats to the parents to be!  We are so excited for you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just say, it was so much fun to brainstorm with these creative girls.  The theme was an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;alphabet shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Here are the details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Postcard Invitations - Cute and cheap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-iTb6tv_I/AAAAAAAABSc/vjWSXt7tlDk/s1600/Baby-invitation-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-iTb6tv_I/AAAAAAAABSc/vjWSXt7tlDk/s200/Baby-invitation-web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467266927446310898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Homemade Alphabet Cards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-aP7DsIgI/AAAAAAAABRM/eyU_QiuxAwo/s1600/ABC+cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-aP7DsIgI/AAAAAAAABRM/eyU_QiuxAwo/s200/ABC+cards.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467258070992953858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy Food - Salads, Artisan Bread, Fruit, &amp;amp; Fruit Dip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-aQhljCrI/AAAAAAAABRU/cZrTwfSuTtY/s1600/Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-aQhljCrI/AAAAAAAABRU/cZrTwfSuTtY/s200/Food.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467258081335511730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alphabet Labels for everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-Yb5G8fgI/AAAAAAAABQs/ILhLNFvIoTM/s1600/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-Yb5G8fgI/AAAAAAAABQs/ILhLNFvIoTM/s200/182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467256077604912642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dessert - Cupcakes and Cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-aRDwrlcI/AAAAAAAABRc/lkK7VA_aQgI/s1600/food2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-aRDwrlcI/AAAAAAAABRc/lkK7VA_aQgI/s200/food2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467258090509014466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel's Fancy Cupcakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-c0KqAj9I/AAAAAAAABR0/YNZKhEDrcqs/s1600/CIMG1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-c0KqAj9I/AAAAAAAABR0/YNZKhEDrcqs/s200/CIMG1231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467260892678754258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drinks - Limeade and Cucumber Water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-czmAxsiI/AAAAAAAABRs/Kl4LMGOt7Cs/s1600/CIMG1230+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-czmAxsiI/AAAAAAAABRs/Kl4LMGOt7Cs/s200/CIMG1230+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467260882842137122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Favors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-eIYnjSTI/AAAAAAAABSM/8RFlCGxIRmM/s1600/Favors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-eIYnjSTI/AAAAAAAABSM/8RFlCGxIRmM/s200/Favors.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467262339535554866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C is for cookie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-c0gYOxCI/AAAAAAAABR8/hTfK6LKxCM8/s1600/CIMG1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-c0gYOxCI/AAAAAAAABR8/hTfK6LKxCM8/s200/CIMG1232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467260898509767714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-hRr2V9GI/AAAAAAAABSU/UW1EJKWtEK0/s1600/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-hRr2V9GI/AAAAAAAABSU/UW1EJKWtEK0/s200/194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467265797851575394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Brainpower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-c1dyCC9I/AAAAAAAABSE/WTSFnI38Jm0/s1600/CIMG1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-c1dyCC9I/AAAAAAAABSE/WTSFnI38Jm0/s200/CIMG1235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467260914992548818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Darling Mommy to Be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-ppHSBgpI/AAAAAAAABSk/VK6DxtPdGxs/s1600/IMG_3992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-ppHSBgpI/AAAAAAAABSk/VK6DxtPdGxs/s200/IMG_3992.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467274996445446802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-1516662257524688042?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/1516662257524688042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=1516662257524688042' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1516662257524688042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/1516662257524688042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/05/abc.html' title='ABC'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9-iTb6tv_I/AAAAAAAABSc/vjWSXt7tlDk/s72-c/Baby-invitation-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545893986833948863.post-6523916567460828145</id><published>2010-04-30T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T09:25:11.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Surprise</title><content type='html'>We went camping a couple of weeks ago.  The campsite was about an hour and a half east of San Diego, but the elevation was 4000 feet.  When we arrived, we were quite surprised to find that it had SNOWED 6 inches the night before!  We didn't expect snow in southern california in April or at all!  Despite the cold we had a great time.  Luckily we were mostly prepared for chilly weather.  My toes were cold all night, but Matt and Madeline slept great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBgKpttpI/AAAAAAAABP0/bVnJSDyO9Ds/s1600/IMG_6502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBgKpttpI/AAAAAAAABP0/bVnJSDyO9Ds/s200/IMG_6502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465964224870987410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBfRmZ7dI/AAAAAAAABPs/AMZq2axT1Fw/s1600/P1010029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBfRmZ7dI/AAAAAAAABPs/AMZq2axT1Fw/s200/P1010029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465964209556286930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBep_OqBI/AAAAAAAABPk/9Fw9HHlqz3Q/s1600/P1010032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBep_OqBI/AAAAAAAABPk/9Fw9HHlqz3Q/s200/P1010032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465964198922987538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBdnjiL9I/AAAAAAAABPc/fTEW0Dd-alA/s1600/IMG_6494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBdnjiL9I/AAAAAAAABPc/fTEW0Dd-alA/s200/IMG_6494.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465964181090086866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBcxcu3MI/AAAAAAAABPU/RNPDK3TCIJ4/s1600/IMG_6492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBcxcu3MI/AAAAAAAABPU/RNPDK3TCIJ4/s200/IMG_6492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465964166566042818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545893986833948863-6523916567460828145?l=malerieweed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/feeds/6523916567460828145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545893986833948863&amp;postID=6523916567460828145' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6523916567460828145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545893986833948863/posts/default/6523916567460828145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malerieweed.blogspot.com/2010/04/camping-surprise.html' title='Camping Surprise'/><author><name>Malerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10154595197117829475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R6lc19h7c/TYJGhj9puKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_95Ae1GSObg/s220/ff028de.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_0jY5L9ECM/S9sBgKpttpI/AAAAAAAABP0/bVnJSDyO9Ds/s72-c/IMG_6502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
