<?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-3467096764457753500</id><updated>2011-12-27T12:51:32.714-06:00</updated><category term='Katy Wakin'/><category term='redocorating'/><category term='new blog'/><category term='life is awesome'/><category term='Omni Tucson'/><category term='Wakin'/><category term='pinterest'/><category term='Baby # 2'/><category term='renovations'/><category term='Cactus'/><category term='layoffs'/><category term='lost job'/><category term='happy life'/><category term='updates'/><category term='new house'/><category term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>the good life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4276864934210842683</id><published>2011-12-27T12:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:33:47.590-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renovations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redocorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><title type='text'>We're In...</title><content type='html'>We are officially moved in and unpacked!! Most things are in place (and were before Christmas) and put away. We are still waiting on our new stainless&amp;nbsp;appliances to arrive, and once they are here, it'll start to settle in that this is our new HOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have already began the renovations. Just a few small things, but making a HUGE difference. For now... you get a sneak peek at a few before pictures. Once we have more done, I'll be posting the after pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Front of Home﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSVdnK4f90U/TvoOMaGsSrI/AAAAAAAAFEw/b-GdZcLbd2g/s1600/front.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSVdnK4f90U/TvoOMaGsSrI/AAAAAAAAFEw/b-GdZcLbd2g/s320/front.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kitchen &amp;amp; Breakfast Nook - GREEN Cabinets...will soon be a lovely dark brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iSqRMU1M7v8/TvoOR7OnyrI/AAAAAAAAFE4/2SKRR79AiZM/s1600/kitchen2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iSqRMU1M7v8/TvoOR7OnyrI/AAAAAAAAFE4/2SKRR79AiZM/s320/kitchen2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Family Room - The GREEN continues into the crown molding. That'll go away too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b0KJMs92AJU/TvoOUC3GkYI/AAAAAAAAFFA/5dhxDBudfbM/s1600/family3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b0KJMs92AJU/TvoOUC3GkYI/AAAAAAAAFFA/5dhxDBudfbM/s320/family3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entry / Dining / Formal Living - Um, yes... the carpet is green. IT will be replaced with hardwood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJl0tGLPkA4/TvoOWDjAkJI/AAAAAAAAFFI/KBuAU82E0LQ/s1600/greatroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJl0tGLPkA4/TvoOWDjAkJI/AAAAAAAAFFI/KBuAU82E0LQ/s320/greatroom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Master Bedroom - Green carpet... And if you can believe it, the walls used to be RED... We'll paint most of the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-St0oJNT1zu0/TvoOaXkP6nI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/og5Q9fpcqeY/s1600/master.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-St0oJNT1zu0/TvoOaXkP6nI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/og5Q9fpcqeY/s320/master.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Master Bath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GNT891f-7MM/TvoOcOGuE1I/AAAAAAAAFFY/ljoHtvLX5xU/s1600/master2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GNT891f-7MM/TvoOcOGuE1I/AAAAAAAAFFY/ljoHtvLX5xU/s320/master2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brita Bug's room. Will paint. B &amp;amp; D share a jack and jill Bath. LOVE THAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxoHADL5nHQ/TvoOehHK44I/AAAAAAAAFFg/RVwR09odk20/s1600/brita.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxoHADL5nHQ/TvoOehHK44I/AAAAAAAAFFg/RVwR09odk20/s320/brita.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;D's room. He loves his very own desk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-52M-tb8Rg/TvoOfkSChUI/AAAAAAAAFFo/f7U3vvQffX0/s1600/denver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-52M-tb8Rg/TvoOfkSChUI/AAAAAAAAFFo/f7U3vvQffX0/s320/denver.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats all you get for now!! There will be lots to show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4276864934210842683?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4276864934210842683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4276864934210842683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4276864934210842683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4276864934210842683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/12/were-in.html' title='We&apos;re In...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSVdnK4f90U/TvoOMaGsSrI/AAAAAAAAFEw/b-GdZcLbd2g/s72-c/front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4020296280223724155</id><published>2011-12-13T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:58:15.229-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renovations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinterest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>HELLO (hello....hello...hello....) THATS an echo....</title><content type='html'>SO... um... HI! Its been a while and I'm not to sure I remember how to do this.... From my &lt;a href="http://www.prayersforbabycooper.com/"&gt;last post... you'll see that I've been busy blogging on Prayers for Baby Cooper&lt;/a&gt;.... and not this one. Sorry, priorities people! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto new things... &lt;a href="http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-dreaming-of.html"&gt;Remember THIS POST?????&lt;/a&gt; Well, guess what... ITS HAPPENING!! J &amp;amp; I have sold our house and bought a new one! We close on both FRIDAY (Yep, in 3 days) - and will move in to the house that I've drooled over since April. I truly believe this house was meant to be ours! And God is so good in letting us have it...and a WEEK before Christmas, too!! I could not have asked for a better Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot to do to this house before we make it our home.... We will be doing LOTS of updates and I hope to take you all along for the ride. (You know, the 2 of you that might actually read it!)&amp;nbsp;I'm talking green carpet, green cabinets, and awesome light fixtures that need to GO!! REALLY!! &amp;nbsp;I can not wait to put all of my amazing Pinterest finds to use!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4020296280223724155?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4020296280223724155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4020296280223724155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4020296280223724155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4020296280223724155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-hellohellohello-thats-echo.html' title='HELLO (hello....hello...hello....) THATS an echo....'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7468278064856134222</id><published>2011-06-02T15:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:45:28.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper Grayson</title><content type='html'>Check out my new little nephew, and please keep him and his mam and daddy in your daily prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayersforbabycooper.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="prayers for baby cooper" height="125" src=" http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i56/kwakin/coopbutton.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-7468278064856134222?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7468278064856134222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7468278064856134222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7468278064856134222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7468278064856134222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/06/cooper-grayson.html' title='Cooper Grayson'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-1854833108120395029</id><published>2011-05-06T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:32:04.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day.</title><content type='html'>Mother's Day is quickly approaching. Can you believe it? It is already May... WoW!! I really can't believe it... That means in just 3 short days, we will celebrate my baby boys 5th birthday, quickly followed by my.... (UGH - must I say it) 31st birthday.... then not long after that is my baby girl's FIRST birthday. Wow-ZA I can not believe it. Where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you though. I am one blessed mama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are amazing. Not just a I'm-their-mom-so-of-course-i-think-that kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go with Denver first. My first born. My son. He has the kindest heart. He is compassionate. HE is a beautiful soul inside and out. &lt;br /&gt;He makes my heart smile, and its the sort of&amp;nbsp;*happy* that'll just warm your entire day. He cares for others. REALLY cares. &lt;br /&gt;He is smart. This boy can build you anything you want.... with real tools. I'm talking, an electric drill, hammer and nails, screwdriver and a level. :-) He'll be an engineer or something one day...I'm sure of it. He turns 5 next week and as it just breaks my heart to think of him growing up so much...I could not be more proud of what he is becoming. He has an amazing outlook&amp;nbsp;on life that anyone could be envious of. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have Brita. Sweet, sweet little Brita bear. This girl is a firecracker. Her beautiful red hair apparently ignites the attitude {at least with this mam, it does}, Easiest baby I've known. IF she would have come first...we might have about 10 babies by now...no joke.&lt;br /&gt;She has the best laugh, and cutest little wave, along with her *ayyy* when she says "hi". ADORABLE. I really can not wait to see what is in store for us with her, but I SOOO treasure these moments with he as a baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is me....&lt;br /&gt;The fact that God has so graciously given me these two amazing little gifts to watch over.... I mean,&amp;nbsp;Wow. I could not have ever asked for anything better. These two have completed my life and our family. and make my life more full of joy and smiles and laughs than I could have ever imagined. Being their mama may be hard. It certainly has its ups and downs... but the UP'S most defiantly over-take the downs. The 4 am wake up calls, are nothing compared to first bottle of the morning, quiet, lovely and sweet with Brita. The tantrums D *occasionally* throws in the middle of Target...ha!! Well, I definitely count my blessing, and spend all the time I can building, playing on the floor, and running outside with those kids. I know that one day, before I know it they will be grown and, although "as long as I'm living, my babies they'll be" ...I'll all too soon, miss these precious moments with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for making me a mommy to these amazing little people. You could not have made any two babes more perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2173581410073686317JTFlic"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSCF4317" src="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/38513/2173581410073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-1854833108120395029?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/1854833108120395029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=1854833108120395029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1854833108120395029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1854833108120395029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-953784900092552503</id><published>2011-04-08T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T12:40:26.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Dreaming of a.....</title><content type='html'>NEW HOUSE! {What did you think I was going to start talking about Christmas already?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you didn't already know.... This little gem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="1016 Morgan Drive Photo #1" onerror="this.src='http://img2.sbck.us/listings/no_image/1_0_listing.png'" src="http://img2.sbck.us/listing/7/650/441/1016-Morgan-Drive-Burleson-TX-76028.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is FOR SALE! How cute is it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been on the market for 58 days, and although we had high hopes, and a great attitude... we are having no luck whatsoever.... It's sad really. Mainly becuase we have our eye on this beauty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="1050 Georgia Avenue Photo #1" onerror="this.src='http://img2.sbck.us/listings/no_image/1_1_listing.png'" src="http://img2.sbck.us/listing/7/837/345/1050-Georgia-Avenue-Burleson-TX-76028.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we went and looked at this house the week it was on the market and we both fell in love with it. It is perfect in every way possible. {even the GREEN carpet - TOTALLY replaceable}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house has not shown in the last 4 weeks. It is really depressing. I mean REALLY. We have worked so hard on getting the house looking amazing. Updating light fixtures, painting, tileing.... Planting, hanging...ugh... SO MUCH! &lt;br /&gt;Our house really does look 110% better then it did a year ago, and I know someone will love it. We have so much love in this house, yet no one will come see it. I know it is a really bad time to sell right now, but Jason and I have decided that we re ready to move on. SO we are going to keep going with high spirits and act like everyday is THE day our house will sell. We make the bed, vacuum, clean the kitchen, pick up ever single toy.....&amp;nbsp;everyday like "THOSE" people who are going to buy our house are going to come see it.&lt;br /&gt;So for now...We are ready and just waiting.... So is our dream house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-953784900092552503?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/953784900092552503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=953784900092552503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/953784900092552503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/953784900092552503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-dreaming-of.html' title='I&apos;m Dreaming of a.....'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2853639753418430324</id><published>2011-04-06T14:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:41:29.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>I can remember when I was younger and would pretend to be sick to stay home from school. I would even go as far as putting the thermometer up to a lightbulb to make my fever look higher. {that is until it got a little to hot and burned my tounge...OUCH}&lt;br /&gt;My mom would stay home with me, or sometimes I would go camp on my dads couch in his office. They waited on me hand and foot, made me sprite and crackers, soup, or whatever it was that I needed.....&lt;br /&gt;Some things never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" id="il_fi" src="http://marishnaepacker.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/0511-0810-2317-3359_little_girl_home_sick_in_bed_clipart_image.png" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="288" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm am a sad little sick girl. It started last week when D was sick. He had a fever and a horrible cough.....of course this was the week Jason was out of town....&lt;br /&gt;D slowly got better and I slowly started to feel a little tickle in my throat. Then B started to have a slight cough. I started to cough a little bit more, but figured it was just a little cold. &lt;br /&gt;I would work through it, do the laundry, clean house....blah blah blah. Yesterday I went into work and although I felt pretty lousy...I worked through the day.&lt;br /&gt;After work I went to the doctor {only because Jason said he was going too and I figured I'd get a little boost to get better faster}&lt;br /&gt;At the doctor, she surprised me when she told me I was actually SICK.... Mind you I try and milk it big time when I'm sick... I mean BIG TIME. But I didn't think I was REALLY sick......&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, I have tonsilitis, and Jason is right behind me with "almost" tonsilitis. &lt;br /&gt;I got home after the doctor and its like I hit a brick wall, my fever shot up, I was shivering and it was like I was under water. My head was so full and congested I seriously though I was run over by a bus. I do not remember the last time I was that sick. I went to bed at 9:00 and both of my sweet kids must have known that I needed rest because they BOTH slept till about 10 am! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to the chicken noodle soup.... Last night my sweet mom whipped some up {after a sad little text from yours truely} and had my dad deliver it to us. Love them so much! I'm pretty sure the soup is what made me feel better, {not the HUGE shot that made my butt sore,OW-EE or the Z-pac}&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to my amazing husband and my great parents, I am hanging in there.... and just about on the downhill side of recovering. UGH! I DO NOT like being sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2853639753418430324?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2853639753418430324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2853639753418430324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2853639753418430324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2853639753418430324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/04/scik.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-6860886625447779933</id><published>2011-03-28T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:12:24.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish...</title><content type='html'>a few random thoughts that go through my head.... on an almost daily basis.... &lt;br /&gt;I Wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I could sleep in until 9:00 am... everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it would stay at a nice 75 degrees...everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house would stay clean for more than an hour at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the&amp;nbsp;cleaner Comet came in many different forms... like room spray. (yeah, I said it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs could always keep their puppy breath, and forego the whole nasty-need-to-have-their-teeth-cleaned breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be a super mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house would sell, so I can buy my dream house....that is currently for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could make amazing cakes... that'd be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-6860886625447779933?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/6860886625447779933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=6860886625447779933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6860886625447779933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6860886625447779933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-wish.html' title='I Wish...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-8505685258108154448</id><published>2011-03-09T20:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:50:13.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, and there's this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;there's no words....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ueMxK9W1xOI?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;New post below!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-8505685258108154448?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/8505685258108154448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=8505685258108154448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8505685258108154448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8505685258108154448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-and-theres-this.html' title='Oh, and there&apos;s this...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ueMxK9W1xOI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-6782370434244388772</id><published>2011-03-09T20:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:16:03.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My 8 Month Old</title><content type='html'>My Brita girl has just reached 8 months old. She is getting so stinkin' big WAY TOOOO fast! Here are a few pictures of my baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xSl1tFR_SE0/TXgxp5sI5xI/AAAAAAAAElc/x08tmz4Uvqc/s1600/IMG_2822.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xSl1tFR_SE0/TXgxp5sI5xI/AAAAAAAAElc/x08tmz4Uvqc/s200/IMG_2822.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LBKoJElNlCQ/TXgxbS3OM6I/AAAAAAAAElY/owpKCCWz_f8/s1600/IMG_0571.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LBKoJElNlCQ/TXgxbS3OM6I/AAAAAAAAElY/owpKCCWz_f8/s200/IMG_0571.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My tubbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-POhTEpSlp3o/TXgzNi2VfWI/AAAAAAAAElo/WqcQ4cnANr8/s1600/IMG_2844.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-POhTEpSlp3o/TXgzNi2VfWI/AAAAAAAAElo/WqcQ4cnANr8/s200/IMG_2844.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-6782370434244388772?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/6782370434244388772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=6782370434244388772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6782370434244388772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6782370434244388772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-8-month-old.html' title='My 8 Month Old'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xSl1tFR_SE0/TXgxp5sI5xI/AAAAAAAAElc/x08tmz4Uvqc/s72-c/IMG_2822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2696876950204805920</id><published>2011-03-08T16:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T16:48:36.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog List.</title><content type='html'>Here is a list of blogs that I currently &lt;strike&gt;stalk&lt;/strike&gt;... Errr, follow. I've at some point, and somehow come across them and they have stuck with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are people that I do not know. I've never met them, nor do they know I &lt;strike&gt;stalk&lt;/strike&gt; love to read about them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are sad. Some happy. Some are funny, interesting and some... Perhaps a little weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you find a few new favorites from my fav's list :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jennifromtheblog.com/"&gt;Jenni From the Blog&lt;/a&gt; - I found this gal while I was pregnant with Brita. She was a couple of months pregnant ahead of me - and boy did she have a big ol belly. (a cute one). Her family is adorable and her writing is a lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://glowconsin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Glowconsin Getaway&lt;/a&gt; - I found this chick from thebump.com. She blogs about her struggle to have a baby. It's sad at times, but is about to find out if her IVF worked. Prayers for her and her hubby's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teachingtuckandty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teaching Tuck and Ty&lt;/a&gt; - I started reading this blog when &lt;a href="http://themurchisonfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt; posted something about it on facebook. This woman unexpectedly lost her husband and shares her true, unedited feeling for us to read. I can not imagine what she and her 2 boys are going through. Her story is heartbreaking, real and raw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimplewife.typepad.com/"&gt;The Simple Wife&lt;/a&gt; - this is Joannes blog however, her husband, Toben is currently updating it. JoAnne had a major stroke a little over a month ago and her husband writes about her recovery. It is amazing how God works. All over the world. I found this one from #twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rickandmelissaplus1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rick and Melissa Plus 1&lt;/a&gt; - this sweet family is expecting their 2nd bundle of joy. They lost their first daughter when she was born at 25 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Sad. But also exciting that she is looking great in this pregnancy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theamicks-angela.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Three Sons&lt;/a&gt; - yet another blog I found through &lt;a href="http://themurchisonfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;. This young lady has 3 precious little boys. All special in their very own {really cute} way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://therowefam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie's Keepers&lt;/a&gt; - this family is just so cute. I actually found this blog while googling myself. (you know you do it)&lt;br /&gt;I googled "Katy and Jason" and this blog came up. So I read it just because they have our names. (well, she spells hers wrong) &lt;br /&gt;If you read this one, go way back. Their faith is amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theletteredcottage.net/"&gt;The Lettered Cottage&lt;/a&gt; - super cute blog with tons of amazing ideas. Really. It's addicting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...thats just a few. I total stalk TONS more, but these are the more regular ones I frequent....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COming up an 8 months post of my baby girl. (Yes, I did miss 7 months....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2696876950204805920?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2696876950204805920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2696876950204805920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2696876950204805920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2696876950204805920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-blog-list.html' title='My Blog List.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-395812217015630488</id><published>2011-02-20T15:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T20:02:47.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Kate and Kylie is hosting a great give away! They are giving $50 towards super awesome wall decals!! I love those things!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out &lt;a href="http://www.kateandkylie.com/"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-395812217015630488?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/395812217015630488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=395812217015630488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/395812217015630488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/395812217015630488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/02/cool-giveaway.html' title='Cool Giveaway!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5873680934861776613</id><published>2011-02-14T17:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:17:12.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stubborn</title><content type='html'>Denver, that is. He is one stubborn little boy. I really have no idea where he got it. :-)&lt;br /&gt;Back up a week or so, and Denver is starting to get a little sick. Snot, cough, snot....LOTS of snot... Then add "mama, my ear hurts" to the bunch, and we have a sick little boy. I honestly would have never thought anything because he was playing like it was going out of style. He had enough energy to fuel a coal train and would NOT STOP, ALL week. So, yes, I was a little surprised to hear he had a sinus infection, and an inner ear infection. (other than the snot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I am not sure if I have ever mentioned this before but this little boy DOES. NOT. TAKE. MEDICINE.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, flat out refuses to do it. I am talking in-the-hospital-after just having-major-surgery-on-HIS-HEAD-and-still-wouldn't-take-medicine kind of refusal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've tried EVERYTHING... SO, don't go trying to give me any kind of advice on how to get him to take his medicine... because we have already tried it. TRUST ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried just medicine. (duh)&lt;br /&gt;We tried mixing - food, applesauce, Popsicles, ice cream, dr. pepper, juice, ketchup, ALL sorts of food and like.&lt;br /&gt;We tried being forceful. I MEAN holding him down, and shoving it down his throat. In return of THAT, we got throw up. It's good times.&lt;br /&gt;We tried taking everything away. I mean everything. Just recently for 4 days - Denver was either sitting at the kitchen table in front of his medicine or in the middle of the living room floor. Doing NOTHING. - Yeah, we got no where with that.&lt;br /&gt;We tried letting him take it on his own time... With THAT, he got let than half&amp;nbsp; a teaspoon down in a little over 4 hours. (Not gonna work considering you have to take the Rx every 6 hours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I had a little chat with his pedi. We had a few choices. 1 - The oral meds. (Nope) 2 - a pill for him to swallow. (considering his gag reflexes, I'm gonna say its a little early for that) 3 - capsules that we could sprinkle over food (for some reason, the Dr. wasn't to fond of this one.. and 4 - 3 rounds of shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="286" id="il_fi" src="http://community.cbs47.tv/blogs/files/5005/4225318/vaccine%20shot.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH! We went with option 4. Denver got a BIG shot in each leg Friday afternoon. Then again this morning, and he will get 2 more on Wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;He will choose ANYTHING, and I mean ANYTHING over taking medicine. So shots it is.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently these shots are fairly strong. Denver has had trouble walking for a few hours after he has received them. Really funny to watch. Sad, but funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post a picture of Denver getting the gigantic shots, but I was to busy trying to restrain him from kicking the kind nurse in the face to grab my camera. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5873680934861776613?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5873680934861776613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5873680934861776613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5873680934861776613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5873680934861776613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/02/stubborn.html' title='Stubborn'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5334034302768037916</id><published>2011-02-12T10:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T10:52:44.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>fasting from facebook.</title><content type='html'>I never really fast... or participate in anything like that. I've never really given anything up, or fasted from eating all day or anything like that....&lt;br /&gt;My church is doing "&lt;a href="http://www.fbcburleson.com/about-us/the-refrigerator-door-news--events/40-days-of-prayer--fasting/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;40 days of prayer and fasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;At first I didn't even think much about it. I kind of shrugged it off, and didn't think twice. The next Sunday, it was mentioned again. and I felt convicted to participate. At first I thought "hmmmm, maybe Dr. Pepper, or sweets...or Dr. Pepper AND sweets..." Easy enough, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought, what do I love... What do I do everyday, and every night... what am &lt;a href="http://dallas.craigslist.org/mdf/spo/2186953161.html"&gt;I&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; OBSESSED with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That took me a whole 2 seconds to figure out. Then it was stuck... It was stuck in my head and in my heart that I had to fast from facebook... BUT HOW?? That takes up my day. If I'm bored... not bored, busy ..NOT...&amp;nbsp; busy.... I'm on facebook. I'M ALWAYS ON FACEBOOK!&lt;br /&gt;The first day came and went and I was still on FB. I continued to check it a million times a day, and "forgot" about my fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sunday after it started is when it hit me... I did forget a little. really.... But last Sunday is when I actually started my fast from facebook. No facebook. No checking it. Period. I am signed out of FB on my phone and my computer, and NOT allowed to check it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I will be honest. I have gotten a few messages on it, and I have signed in to reply... BUT, that was all. I replied to the message and signed right back out. I didn't check any feeds, any pages... NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually pretty amazing how I just instinctively push the facebook icon on my iPhone. Its like it is second nature. Shows me how much I actually go on it in just one day. Then I see that I am signed out, and instantly remember my conviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-In-All I don't miss it. It took up way to much of my time. It gives me more time for the more important things in life. And less tie worrying about "so-and-so's" status and what it actually meant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning quite a bit from it, and I am really glad that I am doing it. (And I'm only a week in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after 40 days, who knows... I may be back, and I may not. We'll see. If I am back, I am sure it will be a VERY minimal amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. anything and everything posted to my facebook account is done from an outside page via a "share" button. THIS will be the final post "shared" because I am fasting 100% now.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5334034302768037916?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5334034302768037916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5334034302768037916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5334034302768037916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5334034302768037916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/02/fasting-from-facebook.html' title='fasting from facebook.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-3195722541128473643</id><published>2011-02-11T20:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:49:30.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>Mark &amp; Honor!! &lt;br /&gt;Congrats girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Random Number Generator&lt;br /&gt;Min:  1&lt;br /&gt;Max: 11 &lt;br /&gt;Result:&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;Powered by RANDOM.ORG (sorry,posting from the iPhone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the two other lovely ladies who entered (sad that only 3 people entered)&lt;br /&gt;You two get some iron ons too! Everyone wins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three lovlies contact me at katyanne@sbcglobal.net with what you want!!! If you need ideas or have ideas just let me know!!! Look forward to hearing from y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  I'm working on another...perhaps more exciting giveaway. Check back soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-3195722541128473643?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/3195722541128473643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=3195722541128473643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3195722541128473643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3195722541128473643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5174716198610424822</id><published>2011-02-04T16:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T11:00:56.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Hosting A Giveaway!!!</title><content type='html'>What better way to get followers and stalkers than to host a giveaway, right??? &lt;br /&gt;WELL then... Since I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - trying to get my blog up off its tiny poor booty AND&lt;br /&gt;2 - trying to get my other "idea", &lt;a href="http://www.ironmepretty.blogspot.com/"&gt;iron me pretty&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;off the ground and going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would host my very own (and first, yes I'm a virgin) Giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;The winner will receive any iron on decal of their choice. This includes the 13 month iron on set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;If the 13 month iron on set is not chosen, you may choose 3 TOTALLY CUSTOM designs of your liking!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TUyBRo-kcDI/AAAAAAAAElI/ISe-pMUz6u4/s1600/star1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="149" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TUyBRo-kcDI/AAAAAAAAElI/ISe-pMUz6u4/s200/star1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TUyBR4b5IrI/AAAAAAAAElM/ZC3VB4A8j4w/s1600/12month.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TUyBR4b5IrI/AAAAAAAAElM/ZC3VB4A8j4w/s200/12month.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TUyBV9GbQUI/AAAAAAAAElQ/kgic0PjVknQ/s1600/Big+Brother.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="166" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TUyBV9GbQUI/AAAAAAAAElQ/kgic0PjVknQ/s200/Big+Brother.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;To enter in this giveaway, you must be a follower of my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earn entries by (please leave a separate comment for each entry on THIS POST!): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being a follower earns you one entry (must be a follower to enter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Write a post on your blog linking back to the giveaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Grab my "THE GOOD LIFE" button and put it on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tweet or FB about the Giveaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Like" &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/pages/Iron-me-pretty/173293306035307"&gt;iron me pretty on facebook!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giveaway winner will be announced NEXT Friday, 2/11/2011. GOOD LUCK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5174716198610424822?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5174716198610424822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5174716198610424822' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5174716198610424822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5174716198610424822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-hosting-giveaway.html' title='I&apos;m Hosting A Giveaway!!!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TUyBRo-kcDI/AAAAAAAAElI/ISe-pMUz6u4/s72-c/star1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4961225057433807393</id><published>2011-02-03T14:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T14:59:31.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Make-Over</title><content type='html'>I'm slowly getting my blog where I want it... Pretty. And not annoying. &lt;br /&gt;Thought so far?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4961225057433807393?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4961225057433807393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4961225057433807393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4961225057433807393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4961225057433807393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/02/make-over.html' title='Make-Over'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-3971064487919145919</id><published>2011-01-31T15:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T15:22:20.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year</title><content type='html'>What a difference a year can make....&lt;br /&gt;Last February (the 2nd to be exact) we were finding this little tidbit of information out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mnw7KiUaI/AAAAAAAAC8c/OXbxAu9TwpM/s1600/girl.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mnw7KiUaI/AAAAAAAAC8c/OXbxAu9TwpM/s320/girl.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We found out our little bean was a baby girl. Miss Brita Anne!!! I remember it so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;gal who did our sonogram&amp;nbsp;said "oh, look at where that hand is. I can already tell you what it is without even looking..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jason and I looked at each other and laughed... thinking it was another boy. His name would have been Barrett... but NOPE. She looked and to our (and her) surprise, it was a little baby girl in there!! Yay! I may have had a few tears... but I remember it so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;**I remember finding out D was a boy too - and that was over 5 years ago!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We of course had many people to call, text, update and then we HAD to go out and buy something PINK!!!! Such a great day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AND NOW, we have this little cutie pa-tootie!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TUcnHUJpzYI/AAAAAAAAEjE/52GjrT-fQNo/s1600/brita2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TUcnHUJpzYI/AAAAAAAAEjE/52GjrT-fQNo/s320/brita2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I mean, seriously... Cuteness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-3971064487919145919?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/3971064487919145919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=3971064487919145919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3971064487919145919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3971064487919145919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-year.html' title='One Year'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mnw7KiUaI/AAAAAAAAC8c/OXbxAu9TwpM/s72-c/girl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-518317190694463750</id><published>2011-01-28T11:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:51:39.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got Nothin'</title><content type='html'>really, I have absolutely nothing to blog about today; however I felt the urge to post something. I could post about my kids... How funny D is and the fact that he said "mama, when we get home, I'm going to show you my nuts" on the way home from school yesterday. (I'll let your imagination fly on that one....) I did crack up all the way home though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSH26zJzAFI/AAAAAAAADW4/qMyr8MYu2IA/s1600/IMG_0703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSH26zJzAFI/AAAAAAAADW4/qMyr8MYu2IA/s200/IMG_0703.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I could also talk about my sweet babe, B. Beautiful, sweet, just-about-perfect babe, B! Great baby, sweet, cuddle bug..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(yes those are Christmas PJ's in January... SO!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSH1aBpT8TI/AAAAAAAADOI/xsLkikBir-4/s1600/IMG_0022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSH1aBpT8TI/AAAAAAAADOI/xsLkikBir-4/s200/IMG_0022.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then there's the husband, J... in all his wonderful husband-ness (is that a word?).... maybe next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSH3Qgezs4I/AAAAAAAADZQ/3mF9ikMPChw/s1600/IMG_0110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSH3Qgezs4I/AAAAAAAADZQ/3mF9ikMPChw/s200/IMG_0110.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So then... I'll just gab... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, I've always wanted to be one of those "ever-so-popular-bloggers-that-everyone-talks-about" You know the popular "mama blogs" Or the ones with the really cool buttons that everyone has on their blogs?? You know.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My only problem, I honestly have a "not so exciting life." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My kids are funny... Well D is. B just sits there right now. I'm sure, if&amp;nbsp;she grows up anything to be like her brother... she will be quite the little prankster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But funny kids only go so far on a blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My dog is pretty funny... really she is. Sometimes, I truly believe that she thinks she is an actual person. A human being. But, who wants to read about a dog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't like drama, so I really don't have a lot going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, maybe my new years resolution will be to be a better blogger.... TO get more followers and to actually have a point to my blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the meantime... I saw this on a couple of&amp;nbsp;blogs that I like to stalk.. I'm a closet stalker..... I dont even care. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTIQgyYnRME/TSI3Fyc7cLI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Iq_WeUzSFFM/s1600/Stylish-Blogger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTIQgyYnRME/TSI3Fyc7cLI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Iq_WeUzSFFM/s200/Stylish-Blogger.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7 things you may not know about me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. I am about to put my house on the market. I am freaking out because this will be the 3rd time to do it. The 2 previous times ended in&amp;nbsp;about 200 + showing with one offer about 30,000 below our asking price. Needless to say, it didn't sell. And to make matters worse, there is a house that I LOVE and want to buy... but I see it slipping away slowly... Here's hoping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. I wish I was a better cook. I know with practice I will be... and I am getting better... But I want to be one of those "my mom is the best cook I know" kind of cook. I'll get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. I am less than 30 hours away from getting my college degree in communication - with an English major. The really sad part about that is all the classes I need are basics like foreign language, math, and an updated science. Sad, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. I have anxiety problems. I pretty much just admitted this to myself about a month ago. I asked J "do, you think I have anxiety?" He just answered with the look on his face like "Duh.....you didn't already know this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5. I just bought my first pair of skinny jeans. I've always kind of been a little leery of them, but I caved... and so far I love them! (especially with my new cute &lt;a href="http://www.crocs.com/on/demandware.store/Sites-crocs_us-Site/default/Search-Show?q=claire"&gt;croc snow boots&lt;/a&gt;) (I'm going skiing in about a month!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6. I love warms spring days in the middle of winter. (like yesterday and today... It is 65 degrees in January) It makes me really appreciate winter. (I HATE Texas summers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7. I very badly want to be crafty. I have SO many ideas for a small little on the side business for me to do at home... I just kind of fail to follow through. Although, my little iron me pretty craft is cute... I have like 3 more ideas that I want to add to it.... I just have to follow through....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SO, there you have it. &lt;a href="http://themurchisonfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lauriannedavenport.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauri&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://jessica-woerner.blogspot.com/"&gt;new blogger, Jessica&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, its your turn, you stylish bloggers you.. GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. Dont' be afraid... be a follower!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-518317190694463750?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/518317190694463750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=518317190694463750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/518317190694463750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/518317190694463750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/01/ive-got-nothin.html' title='I&apos;ve got Nothin&apos;'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSH26zJzAFI/AAAAAAAADW4/qMyr8MYu2IA/s72-c/IMG_0703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5525377744948943927</id><published>2011-01-24T11:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T11:46:10.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if I actually wished anyone a Happy New Year! If I did, pardon my repitition.... BUT, HAPPY NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;2011 is sure to be an awesome year, with SO many changes. I am excited, nervous, anxious about all of them.&lt;br /&gt;The biggest one of the changes is this baby boy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TT24lwUVhVI/AAAAAAAAEis/U8ti1z89_zI/s1600/DSC03194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TT24lwUVhVI/AAAAAAAAEis/U8ti1z89_zI/s320/DSC03194.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;IS STARTING SCHOOL....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I dont mean like preschool, Pre-K or any sort of day-care-mothers-day-out-I'm-right-down-the-hall-from-him kind of school.... I mean KINDERGARTEN!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! How is that possible?? In just 7 short months I will drop my baby boy off with hundreds of complete strangers, and LEAVE him there!! HOLY COW!! How am I going to do this. I am already having anxiety attacks just thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I called The Academy at Nola Dunn today to schedule a tour of the school. I'd really like to get D into that school, if possible. I hear *great* things. (Thats not the point...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But when I hung the phone up, it hit me..... He is really going to Kindergarten this year. Ouch on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I will have to prepare myself for this just as much we have to prepare him. Poor guy... (really,poor me....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ugh! Thats all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5525377744948943927?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5525377744948943927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5525377744948943927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5525377744948943927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5525377744948943927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TT24lwUVhVI/AAAAAAAAEis/U8ti1z89_zI/s72-c/DSC03194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2053140145936300778</id><published>2011-01-18T12:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:57:43.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months!</title><content type='html'>ok, six months and 2 weeks. I'm a little behinnd on the "posting-the-monthy-baby-post-in-the-same-chair" post... Sorry. We were in Disney World on her 6th month birthday, and I am just now getting around to unpacking... if that tells you anything about how things go around this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did take a picture of her though... (ok, ok... it was when she was 6 months and 6 days....) GEESH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am home today becuase my sweet 6 month old woke up with a 101.1 fever. A Horrible cough, and the saddest sick cry ever. I tell you, it is a sad little cry.&lt;br /&gt;By any means, my baby girl is 6 months old. That is half way through her first year. I can't beleive it really. Here is her 6 month picture. Do Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TTXhYm1MUgI/AAAAAAAAEiY/uGob9hioo5M/s1600/IMG_0397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TTXhYm1MUgI/AAAAAAAAEiY/uGob9hioo5M/s320/IMG_0397.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TTXhhw7XhsI/AAAAAAAAEic/jdY1bRcQ2cQ/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TTXhhw7XhsI/AAAAAAAAEic/jdY1bRcQ2cQ/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TTXhsCPuhQI/AAAAAAAAEik/-x0N8c1PjXA/s1600/IMG_0399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TTXhsCPuhQI/AAAAAAAAEik/-x0N8c1PjXA/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The last 2 are dark... but cute, so I had to add them... :) Happy Day to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2053140145936300778?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2053140145936300778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2053140145936300778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2053140145936300778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2053140145936300778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/01/6-months.html' title='6 Months!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TTXhYm1MUgI/AAAAAAAAEiY/uGob9hioo5M/s72-c/IMG_0397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7923637207310188695</id><published>2011-01-09T16:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T16:36:36.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney! YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>**A Few New Post - Be sure to scroll down!!**&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh MY Oh MY!! We just returned from Disney World, and boy was it fun. We went there so TEAM DENVER could run in the Walt Disney World Marathon Weekend. My dad and I ran the 5K and J ran the half marathon. I had originally planned on running in the half, but I have been having a lot of back problems since I had Brita... and switched to the 5K. (more on the back problems later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few shots of our trip... HOLY COW, did Denver have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoqto7y8JI/AAAAAAAADww/YeVGbLMXk4A/s1600/IMG_0224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoqto7y8JI/AAAAAAAADww/YeVGbLMXk4A/s320/IMG_0224.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Denver meeting Tigger.... We had breakfast with Pooh and friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was SOOO excited about meeting "Everyone" but then when he finally got face-to-face, we was so shy... He's all Talk. He did give Tigger a hug though. And he rubbed Pooh's Belly. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoqph0KGfI/AAAAAAAADwM/F2sEysEAN4c/s1600/IMG_0215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoqph0KGfI/AAAAAAAADwM/F2sEysEAN4c/s320/IMG_0215.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brita wasn't to interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoqwJ5ZnhI/AAAAAAAADxI/DTVvfwgLM1c/s1600/IMG_0229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoqwJ5ZnhI/AAAAAAAADxI/DTVvfwgLM1c/s320/IMG_0229.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoqyGQHk9I/AAAAAAAADxU/ZJqkHcHZXEU/s1600/IMG_0232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoqyGQHk9I/AAAAAAAADxU/ZJqkHcHZXEU/s320/IMG_0232.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Denver checking out Cinderella's Castle. He was in awe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoq5wIWMzI/AAAAAAAADyM/9ez7jP1TbX8/s1600/IMG_0246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoq5wIWMzI/AAAAAAAADyM/9ez7jP1TbX8/s320/IMG_0246.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Denver and Jason riding the race cars. (They were super slow and hard to drive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoq78TZR6I/AAAAAAAADyc/fNIJEa7s0sA/s1600/IMG_0250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoq78TZR6I/AAAAAAAADyc/fNIJEa7s0sA/s320/IMG_0250.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Tea Cups totally rocked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoq_k8xOMI/AAAAAAAADy4/qlPtEfZZ_Ao/s1600/IMG_0256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoq_k8xOMI/AAAAAAAADy4/qlPtEfZZ_Ao/s320/IMG_0256.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;D has always loved Pete for some reason... Here is Pete's Garage in Toon Town. It was the "Pit Stop" a.k.a. the restrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorAA7k2QI/AAAAAAAADy8/nEdbu09E2aI/s1600/IMG_0257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorAA7k2QI/AAAAAAAADy8/nEdbu09E2aI/s320/IMG_0257.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok, this was Denver's absolute favorite thing. He is a bit obsessed with Mr Potato head right now, and this is a carousel of Mr. Potato Head. (One of two stores) You got a box and filled it with parts (as many as you can fit) for $19.99. Denver LOVED this.... We went to 2 stores that had this... Lets just say after shopping Denver said "OK, I think we have enough toys now" If a 4 year old says that... you know something is up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorDUJLraI/AAAAAAAADzY/jzA3yvZJP_4/s1600/IMG_0263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorDUJLraI/AAAAAAAADzY/jzA3yvZJP_4/s320/IMG_0263.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mickey's House. It was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorGLRcw0I/AAAAAAAADzw/yi9lBqCSWnw/s1600/IMG_0269.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorGLRcw0I/AAAAAAAADzw/yi9lBqCSWnw/s320/IMG_0269.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Denver meeting Mickey and Minnie. He walked up to Minnie and told her she looked pretty.... Such a ladies man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorIrQ_XoI/AAAAAAAAD0I/H8ARSLX4Ivg/s1600/IMG_0275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorIrQ_XoI/AAAAAAAAD0I/H8ARSLX4Ivg/s320/IMG_0275.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;He was so excited to meet everyone and get them to sign his book. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorPvcIKCI/AAAAAAAAD1A/JznVdP3wzyc/s1600/IMG_0288.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorPvcIKCI/AAAAAAAAD1A/JznVdP3wzyc/s320/IMG_0288.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and my baby&amp;nbsp;love at the Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorV7ML2HI/AAAAAAAAD14/tZIDcEvGrSE/s1600/IMG_0302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorV7ML2HI/AAAAAAAAD14/tZIDcEvGrSE/s320/IMG_0302.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;HOLY CUTEST BABIES EVER BATMAN!!! I mean seriously! LOOK at 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorZfZLHbI/AAAAAAAAD2g/C_SErItK4FI/s1600/IMG_0311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorZfZLHbI/AAAAAAAAD2g/C_SErItK4FI/s320/IMG_0311.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just D... being cuteness little D... with Mickey ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorYMz2qTI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/Kwq67hdLXkQ/s1600/IMG_0308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorYMz2qTI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/Kwq67hdLXkQ/s320/IMG_0308.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and my sweet girl with her Minnie Ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSordzKcwfI/AAAAAAAAD3M/HBB6kBOXwio/s1600/IMG_0322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSordzKcwfI/AAAAAAAAD3M/HBB6kBOXwio/s320/IMG_0322.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My dad and me before the 5K... It was COLD! I didn't get any pictures of Jason. His race started at 5:35 AM and to be on the course to cheer, you had to catch a bus no later than 4:00 AM.... I told Jason that I LOVED him so...and if he really wanted me there, I'd be there.... but he said I could sleep instead! :-) He did an AWESOME job though. When I get pics from the NF folks, I'll post them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorkMVetJI/AAAAAAAAD34/I2zI8E_gsa0/s1600/IMG_0333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorkMVetJI/AAAAAAAAD34/I2zI8E_gsa0/s320/IMG_0333.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Denver and Mr. P H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorkzz4tWI/AAAAAAAAD38/2SofRWSa6uo/s1600/IMG_0334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorkzz4tWI/AAAAAAAAD38/2SofRWSa6uo/s320/IMG_0334.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The dragon made out of Lego's. D LOVED the LEGO store too. We are now the proud owners of a LEGO Buzz Lightyear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorri4pwcI/AAAAAAAAD4s/_sCqu55oIBg/s1600/IMG_0345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSorri4pwcI/AAAAAAAAD4s/_sCqu55oIBg/s320/IMG_0345.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;ALL LEGOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSortFRbJiI/AAAAAAAAD44/CUklNSAa5eM/s1600/IMG_0348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSortFRbJiI/AAAAAAAAD44/CUklNSAa5eM/s320/IMG_0348.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My little Ladies Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSor_S8ta2I/AAAAAAAAD7U/NEO5WGwYiiU/s1600/IMG_0385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSor_S8ta2I/AAAAAAAAD7U/NEO5WGwYiiU/s320/IMG_0385.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sweet Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Check out &lt;a href="http://themurchisonfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren's blog&lt;/a&gt;... I'm her # 1 referring site...YAY for me! She's good times! (plus her Chocolate Silver Design goodies&amp;nbsp;are fab)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-7923637207310188695?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7923637207310188695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7923637207310188695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7923637207310188695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7923637207310188695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/01/disney-yay.html' title='Disney! YAY!!!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoqto7y8JI/AAAAAAAADww/YeVGbLMXk4A/s72-c/IMG_0224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4677227732602883896</id><published>2011-01-09T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T16:10:56.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Since I have not posted since before Christmas, I though I would just combine.... a few post in one. THEN, I started posting pics and what not and thought separate posts will probably be a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Christmas was great! Denver got EVERYTHING he asked for, and more. Here is our Christmas in Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSovlL2Wn5I/AAAAAAAAEVA/Vw8vbjC1fbI/s1600/IMG_0026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSovlL2Wn5I/AAAAAAAAEVA/Vw8vbjC1fbI/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Christmas Eve Service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSowUogAjJI/AAAAAAAAEXs/-2RH5Qz-NS0/s1600/IMG_0042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSowUogAjJI/AAAAAAAAEXs/-2RH5Qz-NS0/s320/IMG_0042.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSowiK98ZgI/AAAAAAAAEYM/saMD-jRcAD8/s1600/IMG_0051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSowiK98ZgI/AAAAAAAAEYM/saMD-jRcAD8/s320/IMG_0051.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love these babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSowuAeZgMI/AAAAAAAAEYo/zSunfxmrAIM/s1600/IMG_0085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSowuAeZgMI/AAAAAAAAEYo/zSunfxmrAIM/s320/IMG_0085.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Denver just woke up to see what Santa brought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSow5efwCDI/AAAAAAAAEZI/o6-z3PGJG1E/s1600/IMG_0118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSow5efwCDI/AAAAAAAAEZI/o6-z3PGJG1E/s320/IMG_0118.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Playing with all his new toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoxCY36lZI/AAAAAAAAEZc/VRC4s6CmE3A/s1600/IMG_0111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSoxCY36lZI/AAAAAAAAEZc/VRC4s6CmE3A/s320/IMG_0111.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Denver giving Brita her doll we had made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSox46K28wI/AAAAAAAAEa0/JxLUWqBa3cg/s1600/IMG_0694.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSox46K28wI/AAAAAAAAEa0/JxLUWqBa3cg/s320/IMG_0694.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This one is actually from Thanksgiving, but love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, we had a FABULOUS Christmas and New Years! We are truly blessed, and I am S very thankful for ALL that God has so graciously given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy 2011!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4677227732602883896?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4677227732602883896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4677227732602883896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4677227732602883896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4677227732602883896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TSovlL2Wn5I/AAAAAAAAEVA/Vw8vbjC1fbI/s72-c/IMG_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4055326324354562211</id><published>2010-12-21T19:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T19:29:51.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" id="il_fi" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9Ua_w8mHcU/SUQspSK54_I/AAAAAAAAEGs/yow3osulFgQ/s400/santa_sleigh_1024.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have thought a lot about Santa and telling Denver who he really is. I've thought about telling him that he is just pretend, and with that impacting on him the true meaning of&amp;nbsp; Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people who have told their children this. I have so much respect for that because 1 - It is a huge statement to those children what you want for them. That you want them to only know Christ, and always know the He is the reason for the season. &lt;br /&gt;And 2 - I seriously could not imagine the look on Denver's face if I told him Santa was not real. He would either look at me like I am a total idiot, and I didn't know what I was talking about... Or the look of broken-hearted of learning that truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking about it quite a bit, I've decided not to tell Denver that Santa is a myth.&lt;br /&gt;I looked back on my childhood and remember each Christmas Eve and the excitement that comes with it. I remember sleeping in the same room with my brother and sister, and all being giddy, and not being able to go to sleep - and always listening for that little hope of jingle bells outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember setting our alarm at 5:30 for Christmas morning, only to do jumping jacks until 6 am... (That's the earliest we could go into the living room). I honestly remember that feeling, that excitement in my heart... I remember it like it was yesterday. It was like magic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point? I've grew up in the Godliest of homes. My parents made sure of that. Each Christmas Eve, I also remember reading the TRUE Christmas story. The Story of Jesus' birth. Karen reads it each year from the BIG family Bible. I also remember holding hands and going around the circle and saying a prayer. My parents wanted to be sure that we knew WHO came first. We still do this each Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed in Santa for a long time. And I LOVE those memories. I want Denver and Brita to have those memories too. I know that if Jason and I , and the rest of my family all set the right example and put CHRIST first each Christmas, Denver and Brita will grow up knowing what is truth.&lt;br /&gt;With that, I'm signing off for 2010. I wish you all the merriest of Christmases and lots of love and laughter for 2011!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4055326324354562211?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4055326324354562211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4055326324354562211' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4055326324354562211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4055326324354562211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-believe.html' title='i believe.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9Ua_w8mHcU/SUQspSK54_I/AAAAAAAAEGs/yow3osulFgQ/s72-c/santa_sleigh_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-6001209174134621142</id><published>2010-12-11T13:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T13:06:35.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous, but excited... PRESENTING...</title><content type='html'>I am a bit nervous about posting this. Last time I posted something like this, it was a major FLOP..... &lt;a href="http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/09/coming-soon.html"&gt;(remember...)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried something new, and it ended up being a little harder than I though... but, check this out... let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ironmepretty.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;iron me pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-6001209174134621142?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/6001209174134621142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=6001209174134621142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6001209174134621142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6001209174134621142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/12/nervous-but-excited-presenting.html' title='Nervous, but excited... PRESENTING...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4750071122990676050</id><published>2010-12-08T11:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T11:31:37.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Compare...</title><content type='html'>2 POSTS IN ONE DAY!!!!!!! WOW-ZA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a comparison on how Miss B has grown, oh so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 Days Old﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_XCwkj4I/AAAAAAAADLA/UNEIhQlMFoY/s1600/IMG_0200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_XCwkj4I/AAAAAAAADLA/UNEIhQlMFoY/s320/IMG_0200.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 Weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_g36b5QI/AAAAAAAADLE/qE_F5nBCS9o/s1600/IMG_0268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_g36b5QI/AAAAAAAADLE/qE_F5nBCS9o/s320/IMG_0268.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;1 Month - No Rolls Yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_yCjwN7I/AAAAAAAADLM/fhjJcaZT7Y0/s1600/IMG_0340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_yCjwN7I/AAAAAAAADLM/fhjJcaZT7Y0/s320/IMG_0340.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 Months... Rolls are starting to form&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_4P1w5TI/AAAAAAAADLQ/-FQm34NHU0o/s1600/IMG_0464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_4P1w5TI/AAAAAAAADLQ/-FQm34NHU0o/s320/IMG_0464.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3 Months... Getting some cheeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_-hJcywI/AAAAAAAADLU/5WbbMTVDUOk/s1600/IMG_0540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_-hJcywI/AAAAAAAADLU/5WbbMTVDUOk/s320/IMG_0540.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4 months. Wow, cheeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP_ARDF4OsI/AAAAAAAADLY/c201JXKyTKg/s1600/IMG_0649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP_ARDF4OsI/AAAAAAAADLY/c201JXKyTKg/s320/IMG_0649.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5 Months.. wearing 6-12 months clothing... nuff said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP_AVQQn6BI/AAAAAAAADLc/HwyVamCNUs8/s1600/IMG_0744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP_AVQQn6BI/AAAAAAAADLc/HwyVamCNUs8/s320/IMG_0744.jpg" width="320" /&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;Such a big girl now. I love You to pieces Brita!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4750071122990676050?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4750071122990676050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4750071122990676050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4750071122990676050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4750071122990676050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-compare.html' title='Lets Compare...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-_XCwkj4I/AAAAAAAADLA/UNEIhQlMFoY/s72-c/IMG_0200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-3624331605997869872</id><published>2010-12-08T11:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T11:21:24.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Since November 11th...</title><content type='html'>Apparently I'm a bad blogger.... I've kinda put the 'ol blog on the back burner and forgotten about it. Now, I'm not quite as bad as &lt;a href="http://jessytwentysomething.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessy Twenty-Something&lt;/a&gt;.... (now THIRTY something.), but I was reminded by my friend, &lt;a href="http://themurchisonfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt; that I should probably blog more often. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Quite a bit has happened since my last blog... even more since my last blog that had a point to it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brita turned 4 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8uywr3vI/AAAAAAAADKw/Mhch9jVi2X4/s1600/232323232%257Ffp538_%253B_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B76432_nu0mrj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8uywr3vI/AAAAAAAADKw/Mhch9jVi2X4/s320/232323232%257Ffp538_%253B_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B76432_nu0mrj.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I totally FAILED and did not take a 4 month picture in her chair.... Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Family pictures done.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures by &lt;a href="http://www.sarahcarlsonphotography.com/"&gt;Sarah Carlson Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8V5RmEaI/AAAAAAAADKk/IqTgAE-9tEs/s1600/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8V5RmEaI/AAAAAAAADKk/IqTgAE-9tEs/s320/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8XEcOZzI/AAAAAAAADKo/gysW-UzE9ZY/s1600/232323232%257Ffp633___nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B75%253B32_nu0mrj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8XEcOZzI/AAAAAAAADKo/gysW-UzE9ZY/s320/232323232%257Ffp633___nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B75%253B32_nu0mrj.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8YK4poEI/AAAAAAAADKs/GttG59nohJ0/s1600/232323232%257Ffp63399_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78332_nu0mrj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8YK4poEI/AAAAAAAADKs/GttG59nohJ0/s320/232323232%257Ffp63399_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78332_nu0mrj.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ran in the Rock N Roll San Antonio with TEAM DENVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8-PbdqAI/AAAAAAAADK0/AWvsGT8t3fU/s1600/76643_458198726276_690631276_5988591_8087209_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8-PbdqAI/AAAAAAAADK0/AWvsGT8t3fU/s320/76643_458198726276_690631276_5988591_8087209_n.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanksgiving. It was fun times, and we ate a lot. &lt;br /&gt;LOVE this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-46xz0C8I/AAAAAAAADKM/cs0IxqpLng8/s1600/IMG_0686.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-46xz0C8I/AAAAAAAADKM/cs0IxqpLng8/s320/IMG_0686.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-4xSz7A8I/AAAAAAAADKE/DL7kGI2exr4/s1600/IMG_0694.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-4xSz7A8I/AAAAAAAADKE/DL7kGI2exr4/s320/IMG_0694.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can't you see his LOVE of life in these pictures? He is {usually} such a happy guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-41_dTviI/AAAAAAAADKI/hYuwWQOVBZA/s1600/IMG_0703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-41_dTviI/AAAAAAAADKI/hYuwWQOVBZA/s320/IMG_0703.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what Brita did at her first Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-50AxyE_I/AAAAAAAADKY/na6z9sCdPiY/s1600/IMG_0693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-50AxyE_I/AAAAAAAADKY/na6z9sCdPiY/s320/IMG_0693.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christmas stuff goes up on the house... as does Denver. (EEEEK!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-5cHruN8I/AAAAAAAADKQ/hXyomXkOVZM/s1600/IMG_0724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-5cHruN8I/AAAAAAAADKQ/hXyomXkOVZM/s320/IMG_0724.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-5fPsiekI/AAAAAAAADKU/bFlXw1tTJbI/s1600/IMG_0726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-5fPsiekI/AAAAAAAADKU/bFlXw1tTJbI/s320/IMG_0726.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit Fraud actually happened to ME.... YES! And they spent $707.50 at Swarovski Crystal... (I was a bit PEEVED...) But, we got everything back, and all is good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-92A0PEUI/AAAAAAAADK4/wPrbpRk4umY/s200/cardthief2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brita turned 5 months. She is a fatty. She is SOOO stinkin' sweet too. Loves to laugh, loves to EAT and loves to play. She is sitting up like a big girl now, however doesn't last a real long time before she gets scared and falls over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-58ngg9pI/AAAAAAAADKg/wKYwb4Fn828/s1600/IMG_0742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-58ngg9pI/AAAAAAAADKg/wKYwb4Fn828/s320/IMG_0742.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, thats my last month and a half in a nutshell..... I'll be back....Soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-4xSz7A8I/AAAAAAAADKE/DL7kGI2exr4/s1600/IMG_0694.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-3624331605997869872?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/3624331605997869872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=3624331605997869872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3624331605997869872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3624331605997869872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/12/since-november-11th.html' title='Since November 11th...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TP-8uywr3vI/AAAAAAAADKw/Mhch9jVi2X4/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp538_%253B_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B76432_nu0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4324501039655832978</id><published>2010-11-11T20:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:47:34.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>ok, I'll be honest I &lt;strike&gt;AM OBSESSED&lt;/strike&gt; really like my iPhone. It started out with just a small crush on the iTouch back in 2008. No biggie - just a no strings attached relationship. Easy going, come and go with the free wifi around... really, I could have ended that relationship whenever I wanted. However, I took the next step in that relationship and married into the Apple family. &lt;br /&gt;Not the smartest choice I have ever made, but I tell you what... It was the smartest. choice. i. ever. made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I mean, I can be thinking up something like... "hey, I wonder the most popular dog name is that starts with the letter "P"..." OH HEY!!!! I am just going to look that little fact up on my trusty 'ol iPhone...&lt;/div&gt;OR... maybe I want movie times... Reviews on this little whole in the wall restaurant I'm &lt;strike&gt;being dragged to&lt;/strike&gt; gratefully going to with my husband...&lt;br /&gt;OH! Whats up on facebook.... "OH MY GOSH, Did you SEE what her status was? She updated it like 22 minutes ago..... Do you see it???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymH_MiefI/AAAAAAAADJU/Bam54G0Nlr4/s1600/66.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My point....? REALLY? When I broke up with my iTouch, I passed it on to Denver. He knows how to work that thing just about as well, if not BETTER than I do. Seriously, at times... he will correct me in playing a game, or finding an app. &lt;/div&gt;I mean, REALLY? He's &lt;strike&gt;Thirty&lt;/strike&gt; FOUR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Does this look familiar to anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNyl9-CAtrI/AAAAAAAADJE/E3NnWBEmuiA/s1600/22.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNyl9-CAtrI/AAAAAAAADJE/E3NnWBEmuiA/s320/22.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My personal Favorite... The bride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymAguWA5I/AAAAAAAADJI/-40uerHPpx8/s1600/33.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymAguWA5I/AAAAAAAADJI/-40uerHPpx8/s320/33.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I mean... CAN YOU IMAGINE???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymCfI-DFI/AAAAAAAADJM/r467xUEnR8o/s1600/44.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymCfI-DFI/AAAAAAAADJM/r467xUEnR8o/s320/44.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymGV1AOZI/AAAAAAAADJQ/e11PwrdrYr4/s1600/55.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymGV1AOZI/AAAAAAAADJQ/e11PwrdrYr4/s320/55.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SO WHAT IF I'VE DONE THIS????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymNA0ExdI/AAAAAAAADJY/1lECcpLtpz8/s1600/1111.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymNA0ExdI/AAAAAAAADJY/1lECcpLtpz8/s320/1111.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymOgvOKqI/AAAAAAAADJc/9KPVd61gdn8/s1600/123.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymOgvOKqI/AAAAAAAADJc/9KPVd61gdn8/s320/123.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymPRmzGcI/AAAAAAAADJg/6ww7A0NtHOE/s1600/windows-phone-7-commercial-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymPRmzGcI/AAAAAAAADJg/6ww7A0NtHOE/s320/windows-phone-7-commercial-01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;NO COMMENT....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymQV4AuKI/AAAAAAAADJk/zb6s85hAQ9E/s1600/windows_phone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymQV4AuKI/AAAAAAAADJk/zb6s85hAQ9E/s320/windows_phone.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;And the one that is to true for words.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymH_MiefI/AAAAAAAADJU/Bam54G0Nlr4/s1600/66.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNymH_MiefI/AAAAAAAADJU/Bam54G0Nlr4/s320/66.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It has come more and more apparent to me that I desperately need to PUT DOWN THE PHONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I mean, I am on the laptop... turn it off, put it away and only seconds later, I pick up my iPhone and check WHO KNOWS WHAT on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Come on, You know you do it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I need to put what is more important first... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNyoIRKDnDI/AAAAAAAADJo/RVUhUTpenUQ/s1600/88.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNyoIRKDnDI/AAAAAAAADJo/RVUhUTpenUQ/s320/88.PNG" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNyoKymV_WI/AAAAAAAADJs/1UPPT8j1PPE/s1600/77.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNyoKymV_WI/AAAAAAAADJs/1UPPT8j1PPE/s320/77.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and that stinky iphone &lt;strike&gt;a close second&lt;/strike&gt; LAST. (really)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;It'll take time. I mean this has been a VERY serious relationship for the last 2 years.... but sometimes, the best things come to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;OK.... not an end, just taking a little breather... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Spellcheck totally corrected my iphone to iPhone.... Even blogger is obsessed....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4324501039655832978?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4324501039655832978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4324501039655832978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4324501039655832978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4324501039655832978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/11/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TNyl9-CAtrI/AAAAAAAADJE/E3NnWBEmuiA/s72-c/22.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7913621193784382443</id><published>2010-11-03T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:48:50.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>In the spirit of Thanksgiving, and the essence of November... Here is ONE Thanks a day for the month of November. (in a nutshell) and in no particular order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thankful for my family.&lt;br /&gt;2. Thankful for my kids.&lt;br /&gt;3. Thankful for my amazing husband&lt;br /&gt;4. Thankful for this AMAZING weather!&lt;br /&gt;5. Thankful for my kiddos laughter.&lt;br /&gt;6. Thankful for my home.&lt;br /&gt;7. Thankful for food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;8. Thankful for my job.&lt;br /&gt;9. Thankful for my hard-working husband, allowing me to work only 2 days a week!&lt;br /&gt;10. Thankful for my car.&lt;br /&gt;11. Thankful for the friendship I have in my sister.&lt;br /&gt;12. Thankful for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;13. Thankful for Fall.&lt;br /&gt;14. Thankful for baby toes.&lt;br /&gt;15. Thankful for Target. :-)&lt;br /&gt;16. Thankful for my awesome God!&lt;br /&gt;17. Thankful for Christmastime.&lt;br /&gt;18. Thankful for Colorado in ALL it's Glory!&lt;br /&gt;19. Thankful for ME time!&lt;br /&gt;20. Thankful for family time.&lt;br /&gt;21. Thankful for cleaning supplies, I love the way&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;clean house&amp;nbsp;smells!&lt;br /&gt;22. Thankful for miracles.&lt;br /&gt;23. Thankful for pretty things.&lt;br /&gt;24. Thankful for snuggles.&lt;br /&gt;25. Thankful for Denver's SILLY sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;26. Thankful for Brita's smiles&lt;br /&gt;27. Thankful for Jason's warm hugs.&lt;br /&gt;28. Thankful for Uggs. They're so warm and cozy!&lt;br /&gt;29. Thankful for my iPhone. (Yeah, SO)&lt;br /&gt;30. Thankful for my BLESSED life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-7913621193784382443?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7913621193784382443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7913621193784382443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7913621193784382443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7913621193784382443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-6721868965991711185</id><published>2010-10-20T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T11:21:05.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall in Texas</title><content type='html'>Most of you know that if I could pick, I'd pick NOT to live in Texas. I'd choose COLORADO.... New Mexico, even Arizonia over TEXAS... I mean seriously.... It's HOT... Humid.... there is not a mountain in sight. I mean all I have to look at around here is the big hill on Alsbury. {such a pretty sight} &lt;br /&gt;Really though, I'm happy here - simply because my family is here. My friends, and we are good.&lt;br /&gt;The one other thing I will say I love about Texas, is the Fall weather. I always post my "ode to fall" onthis blog. {&lt;a href="http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-giving-thanks.html"&gt;2009&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-autumn.html"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-time-fo-year.html"&gt;2007&lt;/a&gt; post}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, besdes the OBVIOUS of this year of why I am LOVING fall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TL8QmZrPaVI/AAAAAAAADI4/sPCbQIxe3Jk/s1600/MLB-Texas-Rangers.gif" imageanchor="1" style="height: 268px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 281px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="319" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TL8QmZrPaVI/AAAAAAAADI4/sPCbQIxe3Jk/s320/MLB-Texas-Rangers.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;{I am and have ALWAYS been a Ranger fan... I'm not one of those "oh! They're winning, I'm a fan" - fan.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I ALSO love the fall season because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. The weather is beautiful. Perfect play outside, go for a walk, sleep with the window open weather. So beautiful and that crisp smell of "winter is almost here" is awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿2. Fall means CHRISTMAS is just around the corner. It is taking me a bit longer to get into the Christmas mood this year. I blame this on the fact that I was hugging the toilet 90% of last Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Fall means MARATHON season! This year we are planning on running THREE!!! All for our special guy and NF Hero, Denver. The passion is still there, and I do not think will EVER go away untill there is a cure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. Fall means new shows... Although this has already started.. I'm still excited. I am still a true Grey's fan, and loving some of the new shows too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5. Fall me more friend time. There is just someting about the fall and holiday season that brings everybody together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6. Fall means more family time. (see above) :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, I am totally distracted... But you get the idea. :-) Much love. GO RANGERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-6721868965991711185?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/6721868965991711185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=6721868965991711185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6721868965991711185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6721868965991711185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-in-texas.html' title='Fall in Texas'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TL8QmZrPaVI/AAAAAAAADI4/sPCbQIxe3Jk/s72-c/MLB-Texas-Rangers.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5997504119931501897</id><published>2010-10-10T18:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T18:37:44.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months... Oops... and 3 Months.</title><content type='html'>I'm so bad. I totally missed the whole 2 month post. So you get 2 in 1 here. I did manage to take pictures though!&lt;br /&gt;So here is my pretty girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TLJNXLj-eEI/AAAAAAAADIw/T3E_LHYTkJk/s1600/IMG_0420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TLJNXLj-eEI/AAAAAAAADIw/T3E_LHYTkJk/s320/IMG_0420.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TLJNDK23HUI/AAAAAAAADIo/YjimM1cXsGg/s1600/IMG_0464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TLJNDK23HUI/AAAAAAAADIo/YjimM1cXsGg/s320/IMG_0464.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TLJNMTagVRI/AAAAAAAADIs/AJCIX5xzySw/s1600/IMG_0470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TLJNMTagVRI/AAAAAAAADIs/AJCIX5xzySw/s320/IMG_0470.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND... 3 Months. (10/06/2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TLJOK7gMVuI/AAAAAAAADI0/GSfm8581GxM/s1600/IMG_0542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TLJOK7gMVuI/AAAAAAAADI0/GSfm8581GxM/s320/IMG_0542.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5997504119931501897?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5997504119931501897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5997504119931501897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5997504119931501897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5997504119931501897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/10/2-months-oops-and-3-months.html' title='2 Months... Oops... and 3 Months.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TLJNXLj-eEI/AAAAAAAADIw/T3E_LHYTkJk/s72-c/IMG_0420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7881404233966843987</id><published>2010-10-08T14:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:40:16.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up.</title><content type='html'>I have come to a relization that this baby boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSsDCnFgI/AAAAAAAABwE/T3VD56_lqow/s1600/CIMG0187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSsDCnFgI/AAAAAAAABwE/T3VD56_lqow/s320/CIMG0187.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;is not so much a baby anymore. I know that I have to admit to myself that he is not a baby anymore, but I seriously don't want that to happen. Jason and I want to try to get D into&amp;nbsp;the academy. From what tI hear, it is a great school with great&amp;nbsp;scores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not what this post is about though. This post is about D starting Kindergarten in less than&amp;nbsp;ONE year. Jason and I drove by Nola Dunn last night, and it hit me like a rock. My baby boy is going&amp;nbsp;to be walking through those great big halls all by himself. I am not going to be just down the hall from him anymore. I am not going to be seeing him throughout the day, when he walks by my classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is going to be in that great big school. I just pictured him when he first started to walk...walking thought these huge gigantic hallways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning, I was going through his Pre-K folder, getting all of his work out and I see this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9iWSV4dGI/AAAAAAAADH0/tVBSR3yun8M/s1600/IMG_0536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9iWSV4dGI/AAAAAAAADH0/tVBSR3yun8M/s320/IMG_0536.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9ibcsfJQI/AAAAAAAADH4/X64jIKm-LvI/s1600/IMG_0538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9ibcsfJQI/AAAAAAAADH4/X64jIKm-LvI/s320/IMG_0538.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9ihYMeg7I/AAAAAAAADH8/WC_CtUezvIk/s1600/IMG_0539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9ihYMeg7I/AAAAAAAADH8/WC_CtUezvIk/s320/IMG_0539.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not sure if you can tell, but he traced in pencil over the highlighter. &lt;br /&gt;He is writing his name, and coloring in the lines, writing numbers.... Ahhh! As proud of a mommy I am of him, this hit me too. He is getting so big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went from this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9yP3QfUDI/AAAAAAAADIg/yn7hm8wsqpg/s1600/DSCF1129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9yP3QfUDI/AAAAAAAADIg/yn7hm8wsqpg/s320/DSCF1129.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9h_0X5LgI/AAAAAAAADHw/CXBLsrnmj_s/s1600/IMG_0511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TK9h_0X5LgI/AAAAAAAADHw/CXBLsrnmj_s/s320/IMG_0511.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In like a week.... Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certainly head over heels for this child and might just keep him home with me forever... I don't see myself doing very good on his first day of school... or second... or third..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-7881404233966843987?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7881404233966843987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7881404233966843987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7881404233966843987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7881404233966843987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/10/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSsDCnFgI/AAAAAAAABwE/T3VD56_lqow/s72-c/CIMG0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7182395309704820851</id><published>2010-09-29T18:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T18:32:46.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Friend:</title><content type='html'>Each Tuesday at work all of the teachers and leaders I work with meet together for a quick meeting. We go over a few important topics and then have a quick devotional - and then ask for prayer request.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday of last week one of the ladies mentioned how so many people are hurting - or struggling. Many of the teachers themselves, and many of the parents of the children that are in our program. It got me thinking - even if we don't know the situation... or know if a person is hurting or struggling - we should always pray for them. because you never know what they could be going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This letter is to those of you that are struggling. Hurting. Hiding. I may know, or I may not... but I'm praying for you.... and this is to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friend, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know this, but I know you're struggling. I can see it in your eyes, and your crestfallen smile. You may try to put on an amour of strength... but I know your heart - I know that you are going through a lot right now, and that you may think nobody understands..... That may be the case, but you're NOT alone. You are loved, and my friend... I am praying for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this time may be hard on you and I know that you may think that you can't talk to people because of what they may think, or say.... but the only thinking that matters is that God is in control. You are His child and he has you protected in His mighty grip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn your back on God, and don't blame Him for any of this. No matter what, you're forgiven. Thats the great thing about our God. And no matter what, you're protected, loved, cherished and so much more by our God. Go'ds plan for your life is so much bigger than you could ever imagine. He wants so much for you... He loves you so much and would NEVER put you through something you couldn't handle. He gives you that strength, and friend, use it! The will of God will NEVER take you places where the grace of God will not protect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you friend, and know that I am your should to cry on, your wall to talk to and your punching bag to... um, yell at. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so strong and I kow that you can make it through anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sstrong and coragious. Follow God, and you will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of my love and prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. this is the best version I could find of this video, but it is an awesome song and has helped me through my hard times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P4_mc8srZCs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P4_mc8srZCs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/3467096764457753500-7182395309704820851?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7182395309704820851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7182395309704820851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7182395309704820851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7182395309704820851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/09/each-tuesday-at-work-all-of-teachers.html' title='Dear Friend:'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4434238628175407672</id><published>2010-09-27T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:47:07.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peek...</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://boutiqueb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boutique B Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4434238628175407672?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4434238628175407672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4434238628175407672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4434238628175407672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4434238628175407672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/09/sneak-peek.html' title='Sneak Peek...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7337815779120139675</id><published>2010-09-27T15:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T15:41:28.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TKEBWOkpoFI/AAAAAAAADHM/bIycknOPvkc/s1600/bloghead3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521696099513507922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TKEBWOkpoFI/AAAAAAAADHM/bIycknOPvkc/s320/bloghead3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on something very exciting... Sneak Peak coming soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-7337815779120139675?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7337815779120139675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7337815779120139675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7337815779120139675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7337815779120139675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/09/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TKEBWOkpoFI/AAAAAAAADHM/bIycknOPvkc/s72-c/bloghead3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7425863478051471241</id><published>2010-09-20T09:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T09:35:59.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Transistioning...</title><content type='html'>I've gone from a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Gap wardrobe wearing, &lt;br /&gt;free for all scheduler,&lt;br /&gt;full time FUN career(er)&lt;br /&gt;late sleeper,&lt;br /&gt;makeup wearing,&lt;br /&gt;hair blowdrying,&lt;br /&gt;shop all day,&lt;br /&gt;cute little Civic driving,&lt;br /&gt;get up and go-er... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby-wearing,&lt;br /&gt;Every 4 hour feeding, &lt;br /&gt;stay at home worker,&lt;br /&gt;no sleeping, &lt;br /&gt;budget-loving, &lt;br /&gt;bargaining,&lt;br /&gt;only make it an hour shopping,&lt;br /&gt;HUGE Expedition driving,&lt;br /&gt;Momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's all because of these two little lovelys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TJdxHY_yCjI/AAAAAAAADGg/bEx9PHUm-kg/s1600/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TJdxHY_yCjI/AAAAAAAADGg/bEx9PHUm-kg/s400/123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519004240148826674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I wouldn't change it for the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-7425863478051471241?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7425863478051471241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7425863478051471241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7425863478051471241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7425863478051471241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/09/transistioning.html' title='Transistioning...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TJdxHY_yCjI/AAAAAAAADGg/bEx9PHUm-kg/s72-c/123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4843885376956414700</id><published>2010-08-27T09:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T09:02:22.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings from my couch...</title><content type='html'>When I think of blessings, I can go on and on about how many I have in my life. Just starting with the breath of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food. Shelter. My Car. The ABILITY to drive my car. Our income. Clothing. Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the most important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents. sister. brother. family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a mother to my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many blessings that are in my life that I've done nothing to deserve. I can not fathom my life without any of them, but I sometimes can not understand how and why I am SO extremely blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is truly amazing to think about how life COULD be. How something could happen in the blink of an eye to change your life entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I sit on the couch with my lovelies each morning, I see so much love, so many giggles, so much life in the deep beautiful blue eyes of Denver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see so much joy and innocence in the smiles of Brita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see so many blessings just sitting on my couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/THfYqjgveEI/AAAAAAAADGI/IE6rPMcQXos/s1600/photo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510110894709766210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/THfYqjgveEI/AAAAAAAADGI/IE6rPMcQXos/s400/photo2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/THfYqd18B9I/AAAAAAAADGA/9oHHH6b7tkg/s1600/photo%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510110893188057042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/THfYqd18B9I/AAAAAAAADGA/9oHHH6b7tkg/s400/photo%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/THfYqFgK8JI/AAAAAAAADF4/hLoRm47tKN8/s1600/photo3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510110886654308498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/THfYqFgK8JI/AAAAAAAADF4/hLoRm47tKN8/s400/photo3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/THfYp35VGAI/AAAAAAAADFw/QKsm8p0mk30/s1600/photo4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510110883001735170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/THfYp35VGAI/AAAAAAAADFw/QKsm8p0mk30/s400/photo4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3467096764457753500-4843885376956414700?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4843885376956414700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4843885376956414700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4843885376956414700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4843885376956414700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/08/blessings-from-my-couch.html' title='Blessings from my couch...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/THfYqjgveEI/AAAAAAAADGI/IE6rPMcQXos/s72-c/photo2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-430830616365246148</id><published>2010-08-11T16:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:17:16.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTKkyfnmI/AAAAAAAADFE/tKe2VchojPQ/s1600/IMG_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504264241971961442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTKkyfnmI/AAAAAAAADFE/tKe2VchojPQ/s400/IMG_0344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTKAXv_dI/AAAAAAAADE8/OX0KGgcMsUQ/s1600/IMG_0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504264232196111826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTKAXv_dI/AAAAAAAADE8/OX0KGgcMsUQ/s400/IMG_0379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTJ7c-UnI/AAAAAAAADE0/BV3tbqEQXUM/s1600/IMG_0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504264230875845234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTJ7c-UnI/AAAAAAAADE0/BV3tbqEQXUM/s400/IMG_0392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504264219923640914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTJSpw8lI/AAAAAAAADEs/I3co_1BE3IU/s400/DSCF4232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTJEgvSmI/AAAAAAAADEk/Z_Ms735dJEU/s1600/IMG_0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504264216127687266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTJEgvSmI/AAAAAAAADEk/Z_Ms735dJEU/s400/IMG_0385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/3467096764457753500-430830616365246148?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/430830616365246148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=430830616365246148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/430830616365246148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/430830616365246148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-pictures.html' title='Just Pictures.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TGMTKkyfnmI/AAAAAAAADFE/tKe2VchojPQ/s72-c/IMG_0344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-8409748418121556097</id><published>2010-08-05T13:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T13:37:22.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month (Already?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My Brita girl will be 1 month old tomorrow. I can NOT believe how fast it has gone by. I mean compared to the last month BEFORE she was born.... GEEESH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not be more proud to be Brita's mommy. She is absolutley the most beautiful baby girl I've ever laid eyes on. I am so serious...she is simply gorgeous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She already has her daddy wrapped around her finger too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is sleeping..ok (great most nights) and she is so much fun to have around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The move from 1 kiddo to 2 has been an adjustment. I have yet to venture out to a grocery store or target with both, but I'm getting around pretty good. It is a lot easier than I thought it was going to be, and surprisingly I am not a zombie during the day, everyday. :-) Denver is a huge help and is still so in love with his sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me... I am just about back to my pre-baby weight/size. There is one pair of jeans I cant quite get into yet but I am slowly getting there. I started Jillian Michael's 30 day shred a couple of days ago, and it is kicking my butt. I mean OUCH. That should get me there in no time, for sure!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, without further ado... here are a few pictures of my beautiful girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TFsEax0BYcI/AAAAAAAADEc/z-u2VJkA-HY/s1600/IMG_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501996227857834434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TFsEax0BYcI/AAAAAAAADEc/z-u2VJkA-HY/s400/IMG_0293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TFsEafxAFnI/AAAAAAAADEU/kLr3lJSoHcE/s1600/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501996223013328498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TFsEafxAFnI/AAAAAAAADEU/kLr3lJSoHcE/s400/IMG_0247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TFsEaEoQFHI/AAAAAAAADEM/kM87FKM6-A0/s1600/IMG_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501996215728870514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TFsEaEoQFHI/AAAAAAAADEM/kM87FKM6-A0/s400/IMG_0268.JPG" /&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/3467096764457753500-8409748418121556097?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/8409748418121556097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=8409748418121556097' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8409748418121556097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8409748418121556097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/08/1-month-already.html' title='1 Month (Already?)'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TFsEax0BYcI/AAAAAAAADEc/z-u2VJkA-HY/s72-c/IMG_0293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2867392347334133043</id><published>2010-08-01T13:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:59:02.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn in South Africa</title><content type='html'>My best friend from 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade, Dawn Michelle Thompson is about to depart for East London, South Africa for a year long journey. It is amazing to see how she has grown &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;maturely&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spiritually&lt;/span&gt; and all around since 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade. I could not be more proud to be her friend.&lt;br /&gt;Keep up with her on her blog &lt;a href="http://www.dawninsouthafrica.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and no worries, I'll update on Miss Brita ASAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2867392347334133043?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2867392347334133043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2867392347334133043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2867392347334133043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2867392347334133043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/08/dawn-in-south-africa.html' title='Dawn in South Africa'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7409791139478856111</id><published>2010-07-17T10:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T11:25:27.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brita Anne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brita is here! She is beautiful and perfect in EVERY way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brita was born on Tuesday, July 6, 2010 at 7:18 am. She was 7 pounds 1 ounce and 19 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, I had a c-section that went so smooth and Brita came out faster than I could blink. She looked so perfect the second I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from her BIRTH day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQzN5-xaI/AAAAAAAADCk/hRtFERETz7M/s1600/IMG_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494902598693471650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQzN5-xaI/AAAAAAAADCk/hRtFERETz7M/s400/IMG_0090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little family of 3 about to become a family of 4. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQ0N4-xzI/AAAAAAAADC0/iatVXrWgMCQ/s1600/IMG_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494902615869146930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQ0N4-xzI/AAAAAAAADC0/iatVXrWgMCQ/s400/IMG_0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQzsTIkyI/AAAAAAAADCs/BXaNcYg_IdI/s1600/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494902606852035362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQzsTIkyI/AAAAAAAADCs/BXaNcYg_IdI/s400/IMG_0100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back in the OR, right after Brita was born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHT_a8HbfI/AAAAAAAADDM/4jXbdXFsIeA/s1600/IMG_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494906106885402098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHT_a8HbfI/AAAAAAAADDM/4jXbdXFsIeA/s400/IMG_0110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQ07nqCFI/AAAAAAAADDE/P2LGKycune8/s1600/IMG_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494902628144515154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQ07nqCFI/AAAAAAAADDE/P2LGKycune8/s400/IMG_0109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and Mom back in recovery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494902617074473922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQ0SYWm8I/AAAAAAAADC8/-PypuAwVITc/s400/IMG_0105.jpg" /&gt; This picture warms my heart everytime I look at it. It is Denver about to meet Brita for the very first time. The look of excitement on his face is priceless and I am SO glad that we captured it with a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHVe8PDLII/AAAAAAAADDs/0VfHEPLhRc4/s1600/CIMG2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494907747910757506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHVe8PDLII/AAAAAAAADDs/0VfHEPLhRc4/s400/CIMG2372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved this little girl before she was born... before she was even created. While Brita was in my tummy, we of course tried to explain to Denver what was going to happen and that he would be a big brother - and that is so important. He was understanding, and so excited about her arrival. He counted down the days... I think starting from day 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The thing that just gets me the most is the fact at his age, 4 years old; he knows the meaning of love at first sight. He knows what it is like to have such a huge amount of love for someone that you just met. You can see so much love in his eyes when he looks at Brita and when he talks about her. It amazes me his growth and maturity in becoming a big brother. He is amazing and I could not ask for a better son in him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHUAc5UFkI/AAAAAAAADDk/7XRyaq7yYkE/s1600/IMG_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494906124590388802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHUAc5UFkI/AAAAAAAADDk/7XRyaq7yYkE/s400/IMG_0154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHT_0DWiXI/AAAAAAAADDc/wbtBShQLWnU/s1600/IMG_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494906113626638706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHT_0DWiXI/AAAAAAAADDc/wbtBShQLWnU/s400/IMG_0116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Every good and perfect gift is from above.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; James 1:17&lt;/strong&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/3467096764457753500-7409791139478856111?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7409791139478856111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7409791139478856111' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7409791139478856111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7409791139478856111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/07/brita-anne.html' title='Brita Anne'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TEHQzN5-xaI/AAAAAAAADCk/hRtFERETz7M/s72-c/IMG_0090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-1785960249458583920</id><published>2010-07-04T15:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:38:56.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just. About. DONE!</title><content type='html'>So, here we are 2 days away from meeting our sweet Brita girl. It seems like it got here so fast... yet 2 days is SOOOOO far away. We are so excited to welcome our sweet girl into the world and feel so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Denver is so excited too. e has been counting down the days, and can't wait to kiss her when he sees her. :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My FINAL update.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy: 39 weeks and 1 day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight Gain: 25 pounds total&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep: I seem to get my best sleep about 5-8 am.... the rest is down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Brita Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling: Really nervous about the surgery. Excited and anxious for the day to FINALLY get here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health: Great! Brita is growing like a fool and so am I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movement: She is still on the move ALL THE TIME. It has slowed down the past few days though. (I say that as she is trying to kick her way out of my belly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly: BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Appointment: Monday is my Pre-OP at the hospital and Tuesday at 7 am is the BIG day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get pictures posted of our girl as soon as I can! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do I look tired enough in this pic?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TDDwJODjUZI/AAAAAAAADCc/ieMM0ulpH8I/s1600/39.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490151986947117458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TDDwJODjUZI/AAAAAAAADCc/ieMM0ulpH8I/s400/39.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-1785960249458583920?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/1785960249458583920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=1785960249458583920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1785960249458583920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1785960249458583920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-about-done.html' title='Just. 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DONE!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TDDwJODjUZI/AAAAAAAADCc/ieMM0ulpH8I/s72-c/39.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4393270178456386828</id><published>2010-06-21T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:15:38.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Letter for Brita</title><content type='html'>Sweet Brita -&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a writer but I wanted to just write you a quick letter before you come into this world. I want you to know how much you are truly loved by not only me, daddy and Denver but by SO MANY other people in your life. People that are family, friends, and folks at the church. They all love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to meet you. To see your sweet face and your little hands and feet. I can't wait till you are home and we can play, and show you your room, backyard and Denver is so excited to show you all of his toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have prayed for you before you were even in my belly. I pray that you come SOON and I pray that you are healthy and free from anything that causes you upsets in the world. I pray that you follow in the path Jesus already has mapped out for you. I know that you will be such an amazing little girl. You are already quite determined inside my belly. You're always on the move, and want mommy and daddy to know you are there.&lt;br /&gt;I so badly want you to grow up seeing Jesus in your family. Seeing his love through daddy and me, and learning from us. I want you to know Jesus and know prayer. I pray that God gives you happiness and compassion. Ease of meeting new friends in school and I pray for those friends to know Jesus too. I pray that like your big brorther, you can bring a smile to someones face just by being you. By being who you are. I pray that you never have to encounter pain - but when you do - that you can handle it with strength and power. I pray that your spirit is bold and that you always stay right on track - and if you get off track I know that God will grant you the direction you need. May you shine like the stars and always stay true to who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Brita - you are so loved by our heavenly Father. No matter what may happen in life He is yours and you are His child and He will always have His arms reached out to give you comfort, love, compassion, strength, ability, humility, and whatever else you could imagine. He will provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you sweet girl more than you will ever know.&lt;br /&gt;Come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With All my love and So much more,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4393270178456386828?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4393270178456386828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4393270178456386828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4393270178456386828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4393270178456386828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-letter-for-brita.html' title='Love Letter for Brita'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-1043192772409917665</id><published>2010-06-20T22:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:45:51.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brita's "Crib"</title><content type='html'>Get it... like MTV... Cribs.... except it's Brita's Crib. and a baby crib...? Yes, I'm dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, without further adue... here is Brita's Nursery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few shots of the crib and bedding. I bought this bedding...um... A LONG time ago, in hopes that I would one day have a baby girl to use it for. So exciting to see it put together!&lt;br /&gt;I made the mobile. and Got the cute tree limb decal from etsy.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7cg3jXWbI/AAAAAAAADBI/h2MBymbsboU/s1600/IMG_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485063853410048434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7cg3jXWbI/AAAAAAAADBI/h2MBymbsboU/s400/IMG_0021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7cf9Oj3eI/AAAAAAAADBA/zBAQdH7TOT4/s1600/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485063837753531874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7cf9Oj3eI/AAAAAAAADBA/zBAQdH7TOT4/s400/IMG_0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e6JVyFaI/AAAAAAAADCI/8WL-WdK6A4U/s1600/IMG_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485066486704903586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e6JVyFaI/AAAAAAAADCI/8WL-WdK6A4U/s400/IMG_0033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The changing table and a little extra corner of er room. My sister made the little pink chair with her name on it. Well, not the chair, but she decorated it. I got the pictures from etsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7chs8jPsI/AAAAAAAADBQ/u--ECow5AB8/s1600/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485063867742764738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7chs8jPsI/AAAAAAAADBQ/u--ECow5AB8/s400/IMG_0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rocking chair (that I LOVE) and table. Got the cute "B" lamp from Kirkland's one day. The shelfs are old ones we had laying around and we painted them. The cute ABC sign has her name on it. I got the idea from etsy.com and instead of spending $50 to buy one, I made this one for about $10 or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7ciCJrbyI/AAAAAAAADBY/WXyBDK7cNxs/s1600/IMG_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485063873434971938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7ciCJrbyI/AAAAAAAADBY/WXyBDK7cNxs/s400/IMG_0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a few closeups of the decor on the walls and a few extra things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e6JVyFaI/AAAAAAAADCI/8WL-WdK6A4U/s1600/IMG_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e5t0ZgnI/AAAAAAAADCA/BLUiCua9viU/s1600/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485066479317123698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e5t0ZgnI/AAAAAAAADCA/BLUiCua9viU/s400/IMG_0029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e5MsttrI/AAAAAAAADB4/xt7Kp9fXsS4/s1600/IMG_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485066470426523314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e5MsttrI/AAAAAAAADB4/xt7Kp9fXsS4/s400/IMG_0036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e1sLvvVI/AAAAAAAADBo/27iWtYa42VU/s1600/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485066410158701906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e1sLvvVI/AAAAAAAADBo/27iWtYa42VU/s400/IMG_0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7cksR4J2I/AAAAAAAADBg/vYxl2d4UzXE/s1600/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485063919103387490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7cksR4J2I/AAAAAAAADBg/vYxl2d4UzXE/s400/IMG_0024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7e5MsttrI/AAAAAAAADB4/xt7Kp9fXsS4/s1600/IMG_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her bag is packed and ready to go to the hospital! Mine isn't, but heck, if I go into labor before July 6th (impending c-section date) I will not care one bit what I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure and post updates if I have any. We are so excited to meet out little Brita girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-1043192772409917665?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/1043192772409917665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=1043192772409917665' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1043192772409917665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1043192772409917665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/06/britas-crib.html' title='Brita&apos;s &quot;Crib&quot;'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TB7cg3jXWbI/AAAAAAAADBI/h2MBymbsboU/s72-c/IMG_0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5041472301320287408</id><published>2010-06-16T18:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T18:46:26.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post and Run - Full Term!!!</title><content type='html'>Holy Cow - this Saturday I will be FULL TERM, and let me tell you...I AM READY!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I've gotta go celebrate my sisters new job (!!!!) with dinner, but here is a quick update!&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy: 36 weeks... um.. 4 days.. (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight Gain: 20 pounds total&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep: Please whats that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Brita Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling: Ready. Anxious. Excited. I am really hoping that she decides to come earlier than my July 6th c-sec appt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health: So far, The doc's say I'm great and Brita is growing like a champ! She is already (well, was 3 weeks ago) BIGGER than Denver when he was born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movement: She doesn't stop... I thought she was out of room, but apparently she wants to continue to find that extra little space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly: BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Appointment: Tuesday. With both my OB and the High Risk doc for a growth scan. Will update after that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also get some pictures of her nursery posted next week. We are JUST ABOUT done... a few more finishing touches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic taken today. Sorry, it was field trip day at work and we were at the pool all day...Thats why I may look a little.... um, tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TBliK3POPHI/AAAAAAAADA4/u-UYzXVgLmg/s1600/36+weeks+4+days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TBliK3POPHI/AAAAAAAADA4/u-UYzXVgLmg/s400/36+weeks+4+days.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483521960066301042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5041472301320287408?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5041472301320287408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5041472301320287408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5041472301320287408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5041472301320287408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-and-run-full-term.html' title='Post and Run - Full Term!!!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TBliK3POPHI/AAAAAAAADA4/u-UYzXVgLmg/s72-c/36+weeks+4+days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5341005712167151760</id><published>2010-05-29T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T11:41:29.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TWENTY9 + One....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TAFDluoaFkI/AAAAAAAADAY/Tn8POaaet1w/s1600/turning-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476732937310967362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TAFDluoaFkI/AAAAAAAADAY/Tn8POaaet1w/s400/turning-30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I am bringing myself to put this in print...&lt;br /&gt;To admit to myself and the rest of you, my faithful (maybe 10) readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not yet said this aloud, because it is actually admitting that I am no longer twenty-something and I have moseyed on into the thirty-something category. (Still not actually saying it out loud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when I was younger the number...or age {30} was OLLLLLLLDDD! It meant maturity. Life. Marriage. Kids. Jobs. Mortgages. It meant you should know where you are in life and you are supposed to act like it. I think my girlfriends can all agree with me on this one that this particular "number" had a certain allure to it. Although we thought it was "OLD", we dreamt about being in that place. For me at one point it was being married, working as a nurse, two kids in a house with a white picket fence...in Colorado, driving my Mercedes and being on top of the world. I'm about half-way there, but in a totally different way that I ever thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this..."number" means nothing close to that. For some it means just completing your first degree, some...having your first baby. Some it means having your last baby and closing that door for good. Others it means starting a brand new journey and moving your life to a totally different country. Wow. So many different perceptions on this. Different ideas and different dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now (2 days before I turn 29 + 1), still acting 20-something, living day by day my life that God has blessed me tremendously with. I'm happy. I am more than happy of where I am and soo excited of where I am going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirty? It's just a number. It's a new step in life...&lt;br /&gt;It’s the journey, not the destination. And I’m just getting started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’d ask me 10 years ago where I thought I’d be now...well, you know...my answer might be just right on target, or it might have been waaaaaay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same will probably be true in 2020. (lets NOT go there...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would’t have it any other way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5341005712167151760?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5341005712167151760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5341005712167151760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5341005712167151760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5341005712167151760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/05/twenty9-one.html' title='TWENTY9 + One....'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/TAFDluoaFkI/AAAAAAAADAY/Tn8POaaet1w/s72-c/turning-30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4898560894558108159</id><published>2010-05-24T16:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T17:58:41.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATED FOR CHELSEY...6 weeks left!</title><content type='html'>6 weeks left and I could not be happier! I do not love being pregnant this time around.&lt;br /&gt;Things are a little different, plus my body is a few years older... It's been a little bit harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scheduled for a c-section on July 6th, and unless something happens between now and then... Miss Brita will be born then!&lt;br /&gt;An update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy: 33 weeks... and a few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight Gain: 23 pounds total - I've lost weight the last 2 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep: getting less and less sleep and Im exhausted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Brita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling: Ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health: I think I'm good - been feeling a lot worse lately. Achey, and super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movement: She moves ALL THE TIME - NONE STOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly: BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Appointment: Tomorrow. I go see both doctors. My OB and the high risks. It was at this point with my pregnancy with Denver that we found out we'd be having him 3 weeks early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken Today..... The flower is for your own good.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_sEhYjsd1I/AAAAAAAADAQ/1P3vOZEODXc/s1600/bloggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_sEhYjsd1I/AAAAAAAADAQ/1P3vOZEODXc/s400/bloggy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474974743573329746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4898560894558108159?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4898560894558108159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4898560894558108159' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4898560894558108159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4898560894558108159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/05/6-weeks-left.html' title='UPDATED FOR CHELSEY...6 weeks left!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_sEhYjsd1I/AAAAAAAADAQ/1P3vOZEODXc/s72-c/bloggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2130339428241888455</id><published>2010-05-16T11:29:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T12:23:05.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatful</title><content type='html'>I was going to add this post to the one below (be sure you don't miss it) but I decided that this one deserved a post of its own.&lt;br /&gt;You'll remember &lt;a href="http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; post... Denver's surgery was scheduled, happening...then NOT happening... Then getting rescheduled to last Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it happened. On May 13th we took Denver to Cooks to have the neurofibroma removed from his cranium. Neurofibroma is a tumor which grows on nerves anywhere in, on...ANYwhere within the body. Denver's forehead was asymmetrical because of this, and at times of "rough play" or accidental bumps was at times quite painful for him.&lt;br /&gt;The surgery was elective, and considered cosmetic surgery, but in our minds for Denver to grow up it was needed. It would have been hard for him to play any type of "contact" sports and we certainly didn't want any of his friends in school ridiculing him for looking a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We prepared ourselves this time, and I was pretty nervous. Weeks before I was not even sure I wanted to go through with it. I had the thoughts only a mother could have. (risks of the surgery) Horrible thoughts that made me sick to think about. Made me think about just calling and cancelling the surgery all around. I had no peace about it and was so uncomfortable about the thought that I would almost make myself sick.&lt;br /&gt;As the day drew closer I started to feel more and more comfortable. Gad began to pour grace and peace over me and assure me that HE was in control. I was still nervous of course but knew that we were doing the right thing. Things people said, or did was a gift from God telling me He was totally in charge. It's amazing what you get when you pray, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;The day came and we went to Cooks. Feeling good. Everything went smoothly. Dr. Hubli said he had hoped it would only take about an hour but the tumor was a little more complicated that he thought and took about 2 1/2 hours total. He said that he got over 95% of the tumor and that Denver did a fantastic job in surgery.&lt;br /&gt;So many friends came to the hospital to show us love and support. It was a great feeling and made those 2 1/2 hours go by much faster.&lt;br /&gt;When Dr. Hubli came out to tell us it was done, and Denver did great it was such a relief. A weigh was lifted and I could not wait to go see my little man.&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I went back to recovery and Denver was lookin great. He is the strongest little boy I know.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed the night because the doctor wanted to just keep an eye on him, and also Denver was not keeping any liquids down.&lt;br /&gt;Although I know for a fact he didn't feel good, Denver was a champ. He honestly blew me away. I mean he is 4 years old and recovering better than a 30 year old would.&lt;br /&gt;We got to go home the next day, and Denver was back to his old self. We are told to keep him "down" for 2 weeks...... Um....Really???? We got home and he wanted to ride his bike to the park. How can I keep this kiddo down for 2 WEEKS!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;It is already amazing how good he looks. There is still a little swelling, and bruising, but you can't even tell there was a bump there on his head. If you saw him, it was pretty hard to miss.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is a few pictures of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after surgery, in recovery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AmDPR6NcI/AAAAAAAAC_I/WZTyuiCvYQ4/s1600/recovery2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471915384338265538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AmDPR6NcI/AAAAAAAAC_I/WZTyuiCvYQ4/s400/recovery2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AlhLDWQ3I/AAAAAAAAC_A/mDxLlCAfZTc/s1600/recovery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471914799087895410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AlhLDWQ3I/AAAAAAAAC_A/mDxLlCAfZTc/s400/recovery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way home, 1 day after surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AmlBHY8NI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/eMA44v9ZEQE/s1600/recovery3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471915964651598034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AmlBHY8NI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/eMA44v9ZEQE/s400/recovery3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're Home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AoMKtwECI/AAAAAAAAC_o/iHIOMF1JgnE/s1600/DSCF4194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471917736754941986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AoMKtwECI/AAAAAAAAC_o/iHIOMF1JgnE/s400/DSCF4194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The day after we came home. We took the bandage off. 2 days after surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_Aml0WxM_I/AAAAAAAAC_Y/pHOV0jCTh9M/s1600/recovery4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471915978406310898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_Aml0WxM_I/AAAAAAAAC_Y/pHOV0jCTh9M/s400/recovery4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (same day) The day after we came home. 2 Days after surgery. - later that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AkDz_DnhI/AAAAAAAAC-4/7rBDjxYe0nI/s1600/DSCF4205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471913195168046610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AkDz_DnhI/AAAAAAAAC-4/7rBDjxYe0nI/s400/DSCF4205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AjjJYGT8I/AAAAAAAAC-w/mOU_4LuzSOc/s1600/DSCF4203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471912633974542274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AjjJYGT8I/AAAAAAAAC-w/mOU_4LuzSOc/s400/DSCF4203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning. 3 days after surgery. Lookin' good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_Ammd6Ln1I/AAAAAAAAC_g/AxbtniPcY8I/s1600/recovery5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471915989560696658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_Ammd6Ln1I/AAAAAAAAC_g/AxbtniPcY8I/s400/recovery5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; God is good and always provides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2130339428241888455?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2130339428241888455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2130339428241888455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2130339428241888455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2130339428241888455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/05/greatful.html' title='Greatful'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AmDPR6NcI/AAAAAAAAC_I/WZTyuiCvYQ4/s72-c/recovery2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5004778712875551387</id><published>2010-05-16T11:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:28:17.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Denver's 4!!!???</title><content type='html'>So much has happened since the last post it seems.&lt;br /&gt;I'll start with Denver's birthday. I had planned to post a birthday post about how I cant believe how time has just flown by and blah blah blah...but we'll just smash everything into one.&lt;br /&gt;We had his birthday party last Saturday. He had a blast, and the bouncy house was a much better success than last years bouncy house... Last years bouncy house was the result of last minute ordering of whatever they had left. Ending in a big scary man on it... Nuff said... We wont go there.&lt;br /&gt;This year I was sure to order early enough to get the "Cars" bouncy house Denver wanted. SUCCESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AbozvZBGI/AAAAAAAAC-o/px1FwlRVASY/s1600/DSCF4172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AbozvZBGI/AAAAAAAAC-o/px1FwlRVASY/s400/DSCF4172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471903935152850018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AbVGoaztI/AAAAAAAAC-g/ZmZQzIcBsNs/s1600/DSCF4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471903596626497234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AbVGoaztI/AAAAAAAAC-g/ZmZQzIcBsNs/s400/DSCF4141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AbU2I1nyI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/x17B_MlxxM0/s1600/DSCF4134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471903592199069474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AbU2I1nyI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/x17B_MlxxM0/s400/DSCF4134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AbUegJfNI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/t9kX5uCUnLk/s1600/DSCF4129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471903585854389458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AbUegJfNI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/t9kX5uCUnLk/s400/DSCF4129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came mothers day. We all had a great day celebrating my mom... and of course I enjoyed being pampered.&lt;br /&gt;Denver is the joy of my life and brings a smile (or a THOUSAND smiles) to my face everyday. He is one amazing kiddo. (and of course, Jason did a great job in showing me how much they care!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks boys. I love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5004778712875551387?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5004778712875551387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5004778712875551387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5004778712875551387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5004778712875551387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/05/denvers-4.html' title='Denver&apos;s 4!!!???'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S_AbozvZBGI/AAAAAAAAC-o/px1FwlRVASY/s72-c/DSCF4172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-1315126209856608030</id><published>2010-04-29T11:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:32:24.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Post!</title><content type='html'>I am deeply sorry for my lack of posting. I've been somewhat scatter-brained lately. Jason has been out of town for the last almost 3 weeks and I have been chasing Denver around, trying not to fall asleep at the drop of a hat and oh yeah... taking a nice little vacation to California!&lt;br /&gt;Jason is in Cali for some training and since he was going to be gone for 3 weeks I planned a trip out there to see him. It was great. Refreshing and something I SOOOO needed.&lt;br /&gt;We did a lot of relaxing and a lot of driving. We drove up the Pacific Coast Highway from just south of LA up to Santa Barbara. It was so pretty seeing the beaches, and all the little shops and villages. It is a totally different lifestyle there.&lt;br /&gt;We also went over to Newport Beach and took a quick stroll through Laguna Beach. Such a quaint little town. Very wealthy. We felt a little out of place driving around in our mini van rental. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also had my first or 2 showers! This one was thrown for me by a few ladies from church. They are so sweet to throw a "Pink Sprinkle" It was lovely. I got a lot of the big items I wanted and of course some cute little pink items for Brita! &lt;br /&gt;Karen, Jess and Kendra are working on another shower... or "sprinkle" for me for June! I can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are gearing up for so much in the next...oh 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;Here is our list to keep us busy...&lt;br /&gt;Mothers Day 5/9&lt;br /&gt;Denver's Birthday Party 5/8&lt;br /&gt;Denver's Birthday 5/10&lt;br /&gt;Denver's surgery 5/13&lt;br /&gt;Denver's 2 weeks of recovery 5/13 - 5/31&lt;br /&gt;My...um.....Birthday. (2nd 29th birthday) 5/31&lt;br /&gt;My shower 6/12..?&lt;br /&gt;Our 6th anniversary 6/26&lt;br /&gt;Getting the nursery ready NOW&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and HAVING A BABY. 7/6...maybe sooner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and lets throw in my dad's birthday and my moms birthday, and fathers day in that mix too. Geeesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a busy couple of months an d I know with so much stuff going on it will FLY by.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to meet our little Brita. I can't wait for Denver to meet her too. He loves her so much already!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's my update for now. Maybe I'll try and take a picture of my ever growing belly one of these days. :-0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-1315126209856608030?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/1315126209856608030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=1315126209856608030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1315126209856608030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1315126209856608030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-post.html' title='A New Post!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-8170511668191295879</id><published>2010-04-08T13:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T13:10:19.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet</title><content type='html'>such a sweet song... Check below for another new post while you listen!!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OcJb2K8y8l4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OcJb2K8y8l4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/3467096764457753500-8170511668191295879?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/8170511668191295879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=8170511668191295879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8170511668191295879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8170511668191295879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweet.html' title='Sweet'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-330082654862835938</id><published>2010-04-08T12:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:51:08.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 3rd Tri!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I am entering my 3rd trimester this weekend! I can not believe how fast this pregnancy has gone by already.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I ave not talked much about it on here...if I did it would have been a lot of complaining. It's been a bumpy ride because I have just been sick, tired and achy just about the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;I figured I would do one of these little pregnancy quizzes for giggles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy: 27 weeks (well, 26 weeks 5 days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight Gain: um..... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;..... 16 - 17 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep: sleeping pretty well. Toss and turn a lot and MUST go potty 2 or 3 times at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Brita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health: So far, so good. Going to my regular OB and a high risk for several reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movement: Lots and LOTS of movement. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think she sleeps AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting bigger by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Appointment: Tuesday, April 13&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; I have my glucose test. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BOOOO&lt;/span&gt;! I hope I can make it through without loosing my everything....&lt;br /&gt;The next Thursday (the 22&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;...?) I have my growth scan with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peri&lt;/span&gt; Dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; it. Everything is great. Denver is starting to get really excited I think and will be such a great big brother. I can already tell that!!! He already loves her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a few pics...for a little growth comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S74W79jvBmI/AAAAAAAAC-A/DmKISxFjZBU/s1600/19+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457825017812158050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S74W79jvBmI/AAAAAAAAC-A/DmKISxFjZBU/s400/19+weeks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Almost&lt;/span&gt; 27 weeks (pardon the non-make-up face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S74W8UEAn6I/AAAAAAAAC-I/tCho0jP7LjU/s1600/26weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457825023853109154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S74W8UEAn6I/AAAAAAAAC-I/tCho0jP7LjU/s400/26weeks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter... 25 weeks (Just because it's cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S74W7VzP_FI/AAAAAAAAC94/Kri3KFjHIck/s1600/DSCF4097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457825007139814482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S74W7VzP_FI/AAAAAAAAC94/Kri3KFjHIck/s400/DSCF4097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-330082654862835938?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/330082654862835938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=330082654862835938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/330082654862835938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/330082654862835938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-3rd-tri.html' title='Hello 3rd Tri!!!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S74W79jvBmI/AAAAAAAAC-A/DmKISxFjZBU/s72-c/19+weeks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-967030130726254532</id><published>2010-03-30T11:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T11:32:56.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to say...</title><content type='html'>Where to start....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Denver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Update on Denver. Since his blood levels have come down significantly, we have gotten the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to reschedule surgery. It is set for May 13&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, and as long as all is well come May, we'll do it then. Of course, continued prayers are much appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;House...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our house is changing. We are getting the nursery set up...well sort of....slowly and moving the office into our bedroom. It's not as cramped as we were thinking it was going to be, and actually looks pretty nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ramsey&lt;/span&gt; that is. I'd like to say "WE'RE DEBT &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FREEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We just made our final payment on our credit loan and we are debt free except for our house. Its awesome and have finally gotten to the point where we are comfortable! It's a great feeling and gives us much more freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it in a nutshell.....gotta run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-967030130726254532?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/967030130726254532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=967030130726254532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/967030130726254532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/967030130726254532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-much-to-say.html' title='So much to say...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5696478194550028573</id><published>2010-03-23T15:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:09:02.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Confessions...</title><content type='html'>All mom's have their fears. The fears that you might not know how to change a baby's diaper right, or those fears that I'd rather not mention...those irrational fears that only a mom could imagine happening.&lt;br /&gt;I've got mine for having a 2nd child. A little nervous of the sleepiness... I'm a little scared that I'll have no idea of what to do with a GIRL! how to fix her hair... keep her "clean" (diaper area) (Boys are just so easy)&lt;br /&gt;How to play with dolls, barbies, American Girl...things... Geez!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll manage....but it'll certainly be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;With Denver my fears were those of any first time mom. WHAT DO I DO WITH A BABY!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;He won't stop crying.... What does he WANT!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;A few of my fears came true. Once I left Denver in the car. At a gas station. I totally forgot he was back there, and just went right in. I was only gone a minute or 2, bu I got in, buckled up and heard him make a little noise, and HOLY COW! I freaked!!! What kind of mother was I?!?! Leaving a 6 month old baby in the car!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Another time, I actually locked him in the car with my keys....again at a gas station. He was happy, had his juice and loved the kind firemen who came to break into my car. :-)&lt;br /&gt;Once, I was so frustrated that I had no idea what to do with him. He was screaming. Wouldn't eat, sleep, play, walk...NOTHING. So, I calmly put him in his bed, and walked outside and closed the door behind me. I may have screamed a little, but it definitely helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in All we made it through. He's fine. I'm fine... and we're all happy. All you new moms out there and mom's to be, you're not alone. Those crazy thoughts, and feelings are totally normal! &lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breathe and breathe! It'll all be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5696478194550028573?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5696478194550028573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5696478194550028573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5696478194550028573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5696478194550028573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-confessions.html' title='My Confessions...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2250102249074674016</id><published>2010-03-06T11:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:21:41.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Denver.</title><content type='html'>Well, if you haven't heard... The surgery was a no-go.&lt;br /&gt;After a long morning of prepping, consoling Denver, taking blood, crying, giving anaesthesia, and praying... The surgeon; Dr. Hubli and the anesthesiologists; Dr. G ...(I'm not even going to attempt to spell his name) took me to a private area to go over Denver's blood results. Although he looked to be healthy in every other aspect, there was one level that was abnormally high. His alkaline phosphatase level was over 5 times what it should be. (should be in the LOW double digits and Denver's level was over 1000)&lt;br /&gt;The ALP blood level in most cases has something to do with liver function or in the bone. Now, it is very possible that the tumor in question is growing on his cranium, and this could be the cause of the high levels.&lt;br /&gt;Another case could be that Denver is going through a growth spurt and that has caused the levels to rise. - In this case, it still seems that his level was still abnormally high.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that all of his other levels were normal is a relief. If they were to be to high, or to low, it could be an alarm for other issues. &lt;br /&gt;The Dr's kept saying that the surgery could still be done, and that it's "probably" nothing... but neither one of them wanted to proceed with it, and wouldn't. Dr. Hubli said to us that he is doing what he would want done for his family. I can not be more thankful for these two men. I know it is their job, but they could have just gone along and done the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;Another great doctor, Dr. Frank McGehee is Denver's pediatrician and said that this was God's answer that this was not the right time for surgery. I am thankful for a Dr that says that. That believes in the power of prayer and shares that with his patients. We could not have gone wrong in choosing him.&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for your prayers. I believe they were answered. I believe that this surgery was not supposed to happen at this time, and that God has his perfect plan for us. I know that God was watching over Denver Thursday and even if his blood results were a fluke... they were a fluke for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;So..what's next, you may ask? We have already seen Denver's pedi. He went over the best and worst case scenario's of what could be. Some a relief and some that scare the... everything out of me. He has ordered more blood test. The same that Denver got in the hospital, plus a few extras. We will go back for these test on Tuesday and should have the results back by Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, your continued prayers are still appreciated. I feel comfort in how things are going, and I continue to trust God in what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update as I know things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2250102249074674016?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2250102249074674016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2250102249074674016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2250102249074674016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2250102249074674016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/03/update-on-denver.html' title='Update on Denver.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7409547106621194351</id><published>2010-03-03T17:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:07:48.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery Day</title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow is the big day. Denver is having his surgery. It was originally scheduled for Monday, the 8th but got bumped up to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/01/march-8th.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you missed the original post. It explains the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is ready, I think... and spirits are high. We went to see the doctor today and he made us feel a little better about everything. I can already tell his bedside manner is great. Just something about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers are still much appreciated. Denver may be in the hospital 1 day and could be 4 days. Depending on how his progress is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be sure to keep everyone updated. We are ready and armed with some of his favorite new toys and movies to give him, and he has already said on several occasions that he wants 5 popscicles....&lt;br /&gt;He's a charmer, so he'll get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-7409547106621194351?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7409547106621194351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7409547106621194351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7409547106621194351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7409547106621194351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/03/surgery-date.html' title='Surgery Day'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2506940996473479883</id><published>2010-02-25T20:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:47:29.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT was short lived...</title><content type='html'>Wow!! 3 post in one day! That's a record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO.... I post that we have a name...and I get emails, text messages, facebook messages and more of &lt;strong&gt;TELL ME TELL ME!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;So, I thought about it. And since half know and half don't know.. and those that don't will go to those that do and BEG (and then most likely know...) ... (Gosh people, what's your problem???)&lt;br /&gt;I will now share the name of baby Wakin. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4c0w3qdv-I/AAAAAAAAC9w/N5EThsvOYAk/s1600-h/brita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442376688880959458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4c0w3qdv-I/AAAAAAAAC9w/N5EThsvOYAk/s400/brita.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2506940996473479883?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2506940996473479883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2506940996473479883' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2506940996473479883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2506940996473479883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/02/that-was-short-lived.html' title='THAT was short lived...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4c0w3qdv-I/AAAAAAAAC9w/N5EThsvOYAk/s72-c/brita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5458034468277923757</id><published>2010-02-25T15:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:37:46.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have a name....</title><content type='html'>And SOME of you are lucky enough to know!!!&lt;br /&gt;Others, have to wait!&lt;br /&gt;I've found that keeping it to myself a little keeps all the weird looks and comments from coming.&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I (and Denver, of course) have all agreed on a name and have decided that it is just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4btchaZmGI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Cy7P-k2RTgA/s1600-h/fear_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4btchaZmGI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Cy7P-k2RTgA/s400/fear_Full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442298273985042530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may get a few odd looks from people because it is unique, and many have not heard it before, but we love it!! I mean, honestly people..... if you dont like it...have your own kid and name it yourself!&lt;br /&gt;I even already have the stocking for christmas monogramed!!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you'll have to wait till June to hear it! (that is unless you get it out of someone else....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5458034468277923757?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5458034468277923757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5458034468277923757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5458034468277923757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5458034468277923757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-have-name.html' title='We Have a name....'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4btchaZmGI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Cy7P-k2RTgA/s72-c/fear_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-1287576133848507663</id><published>2010-02-24T18:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:12:16.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling ALL decorators &amp; designers!!!</title><content type='html'>I need your help...decorating.&lt;br /&gt;I've got the bedding... (check)&lt;br /&gt;I've got everything that goes along....&lt;br /&gt;rug...&lt;br /&gt;pillows...&lt;br /&gt;chair...&lt;br /&gt;furniture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ideas for a mobile. I really want one too because it came in quite handy when D was just a baby.&lt;br /&gt;So, without further adue... (is that how you spell that?)&lt;br /&gt;Here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4XAB2ofaPI/AAAAAAAAC9g/bu3FLloYjAA/s1600-h/petal_forest_crib_bumper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4XAB2ofaPI/AAAAAAAAC9g/bu3FLloYjAA/s400/petal_forest_crib_bumper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441966862824859890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4XABqOrOqI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/IEQNU7iSawA/s1600-h/petal_forest_crib_bedding_cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4XABqOrOqI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/IEQNU7iSawA/s400/petal_forest_crib_bedding_cu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441966859495357090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for simmple, cute, not baby-ish.... and thats it. Post ideas, links ect, ect....&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a great "make-it-yourself person, so if thats your idea, I hope it's easy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-1287576133848507663?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/1287576133848507663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=1287576133848507663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1287576133848507663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1287576133848507663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/02/calling-all-decorators-designers.html' title='Calling ALL decorators &amp; designers!!!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S4XAB2ofaPI/AAAAAAAAC9g/bu3FLloYjAA/s72-c/petal_forest_crib_bumper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-6666567867676950932</id><published>2010-02-15T13:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:15:42.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Recap....</title><content type='html'>Wow! Am I behind... So a few things to cover....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mnw7KiUaI/AAAAAAAAC8c/OXbxAu9TwpM/s1600-h/girl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mnw7KiUaI/AAAAAAAAC8c/OXbxAu9TwpM/s400/girl.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438562483984028066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Coming Soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;We just returned from a little weekend Vacation to Red River. It was great. Only downfall was I didn't ski, and I missed it a little...but it's all worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9llFgVyn-IHCv8oREgfAEw?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mg1zthQZI/AAAAAAAAC7o/LAJOKiyK3p4/s400/DSCF4057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; FONT-FAMILY: arial, sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 11px"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denver's first attempt at Skiing...and he did AWESOME. Skied all by himself down the little bunny slpe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xq8qAttKuHRtgX_me7OQBQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mfXEJ1-fI/AAAAAAAAC4I/gLCKlIB5ufk/s400/DSCF4020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k2woqnzeVWvtLnEVkdVaFA?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mfGenN2tI/AAAAAAAAC3k/5WuXRfkRQc0/s400/DSCF4011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cLmlIXSES1f65jidYaRUaw?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mfLsrwSMI/AAAAAAAAC3w/S9MFTqWJ1oc/s400/DSCF4014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/akpwO1ekva3xlqjiF13wFQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3me40noeYI/AAAAAAAAC3M/Rm4kNXpfbps/s400/DSCF4002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XkUUojPS1hNkEOuITOP0XQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3me0gEPysI/AAAAAAAAC3A/Pic3tBjKpPQ/s400/DSCF4001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8dM_jNiHO0O50oNOILkSvg?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3meux7o7UI/AAAAAAAAC20/3ApF5LLilik/s400/DSCF4005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went tubing some!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Q2zRUQCvU-ltK7_XOmyEjg?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mf_vltcxI/AAAAAAAAC5w/_ivr9Gvmd-w/s400/DSCF3982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HiKlknjr9SJuZCwsmK2DKg?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mgQd4jDXI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/IB04bne9V1w/s400/DSCF3994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/egfEYrgBb9ZcGKEkQ6MrYQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mgRzZe0DI/AAAAAAAAC6c/yQ_He_IhfvE/s400/DSCF3995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is from our cabin!! So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Bn-9aUknwp2EU6FgXv5uXQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mgaeo-nQI/AAAAAAAAC60/QV7AG3XdIbU/s400/DSCF4045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/p67Wv84zes_F-nqJSdycgw?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mgl6TDtRI/AAAAAAAAC7E/biPV79LoFVI/s400/DSCF4049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I would through this one in for giggles.... Half Way there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7TykyyFN6HliK_n3nfrYzA?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mg_HWecmI/AAAAAAAAC74/hMVUB7CfU3g/s400/DSCF4061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/RedRiver?authkey=Gv1sRgCOfu2sGI0OXvHg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Red River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-6666567867676950932?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/6666567867676950932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=6666567867676950932' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6666567867676950932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6666567867676950932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/02/quick-recap.html' title='A Quick Recap....'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S3mnw7KiUaI/AAAAAAAAC8c/OXbxAu9TwpM/s72-c/girl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-509694986226936243</id><published>2010-01-26T09:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:54:47.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week from today.....</title><content type='html'>We'll find out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S18QHZrs2dI/AAAAAAAAC10/DCVmHhpumd8/s1600-h/boy-or-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431077394971417042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S18QHZrs2dI/AAAAAAAAC10/DCVmHhpumd8/s400/boy-or-girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guesses? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-509694986226936243?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/509694986226936243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=509694986226936243' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/509694986226936243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/509694986226936243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/01/1-week-from-today.html' title='1 week from today.....'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S18QHZrs2dI/AAAAAAAAC10/DCVmHhpumd8/s72-c/boy-or-girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7051698682185743756</id><published>2010-01-18T10:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:03:48.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>March 8th</title><content type='html'>On March 8th, my faith, patience, love, motherhood, peacefulness and more will be tested.&lt;br /&gt;Denver's surgery is scheduled for March 8th and now that it is set, it scares the livin' daylights out of me.&lt;br /&gt;I write this only to let you all know that your prayers are much appreciated from now until his recovery is complete.&lt;br /&gt;Denver will be having a neurofibroma removed from his cranium. The surgeon (Dr. Eric Hubli - pray for him by name) will cut along his hairline and take the tumor out. The surgery itself will take a couple of hours and full recovery will be about 3weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Hubli has mentioned that Neurofibromas tend to bleed a little more than normal, so let that be a request.&lt;br /&gt;A huge thing is also that there are TONS of [tiny] nerves around this tumor. Nerves that control movement in Denver's forehead. The doctor has said that it is a good chance that Denver could loose control over this if a nerve is hit. Pray that by God's hand Denver can keep all movement and control.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for recovery that Denver can STAY STILL! HA!!! I'll see if that happens. He is supposed to stay out of school and activities for 3 weeks. I'm not sure how long that will last.&lt;br /&gt;He will most likely be kept in the hospital 3 to 4 days for observation and to keep an eye on the area the tumor is being removed from.&lt;br /&gt;Pray Hard for this sweet little boy.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for Dr. Hubli at Cooks and all the nurses that will be in attendance to the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the anesthesiologists - for complete control.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the recovery staff - they are always fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the entire staff that will be in touch with Denver this day.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that God will be there and be the hands of the surgeon - controlling his every move.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that everything will be just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-7051698682185743756?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7051698682185743756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7051698682185743756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7051698682185743756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7051698682185743756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/01/march-8th.html' title='March 8th'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2117453033577808493</id><published>2010-01-16T14:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:02:13.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Top....Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S1Ie4kqkApI/AAAAAAAAC1o/9lK2CBa9iBU/s1600-h/over_the_top.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S1Ie4kqkApI/AAAAAAAAC1o/9lK2CBa9iBU/s400/over_the_top.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427434458198573714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jessytwentysomething.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt; awarded me with the "over the top" blogger, SOOOO.... I will be a good friend and blogger and do my best to answer these questions with one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? Dock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your hair? Fluffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your mother? Great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your father? Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favorite food? Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your dream last night? Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favorite drink? DP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream / goal? Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What room are you in? Living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? Spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in six years? Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Something that you aren't? Perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Muffins? Yes....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Wish list item? Camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where did you grow up? Burleson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last thing you did? Cleaned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you wearing? Comfy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your TV? Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your pets? Spoiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Friends? LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Your life? Content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your mood? BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Missing someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Vehicle? Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Something your not wearing? Jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Your favorite store? Target&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? Blue...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What was the last time you laughed? Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? EVERYDAY! :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Your best friend? Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. One place that I could go over and over? Colorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. One person who emails you regularly? Karen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Favorite place to eat? Pei Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass this award on to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mistyandjonjohnson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Misty&lt;/a&gt; - You LOVE these games, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamieandcamron.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; - Becuase you should blog more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lauriannedavenport.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauri&lt;/a&gt; - You go Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://all-things-lovely-blog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chelsey&lt;/a&gt; - Because you're the BFF. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2117453033577808493?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2117453033577808493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2117453033577808493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2117453033577808493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2117453033577808493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/01/over-topreally.html' title='Over the Top....Really?'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/S1Ie4kqkApI/AAAAAAAAC1o/9lK2CBa9iBU/s72-c/over_the_top.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-8918393182678339024</id><published>2010-01-12T16:47:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:15:09.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>My last post made me really think about praying for my children.&lt;br /&gt;They are watching you. Listening to your every word and soaking them in like nothing you've ever seen. Those of you with babies will soon learn that you MUST be careful with each word you say, or you could be in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things I remember as a child. Not very many though. I have kind of a bad memory. I may not be able to remember that I saw a movie with you last week...much less what happened when I was 5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;A few of my most vivid memories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I remember when I lived in Mount Vernon, Texas. I had a favorite book. (don't remember what it was though...) I loved this book, and that is all I remember. The ONLY reason I remember this book is because it was destroyed. The ceiling of our home fell in, somehow. It fell on top of my book and ruined it. I remember standing outside and my dad holding the book up and it falling apart. So Sad. My world ended at that point.&lt;br /&gt;~I remember my best friend in Mount Vernon, Eva. Her family lived on a farm and I recall her swimming pool, and walking to it in our swimsuits - at the farm, in the grass, around the barn.&lt;br /&gt;~I remember moving from Mount Vernon to Burleson. Packing all of our stuff and the movers moving it. One of the only thoughts I remember thinking was... I hope the movers dont see my underwear in my dresser.&lt;br /&gt;~I remember telling Ghost stories and being SO scared at Dawn's birthday parties. SO SCARED.&lt;br /&gt;~I remember when I passed my TAKS test and my parents were so proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;~I remember my first kiss. By a creek by Dawn's house. (we'll leave names out...)&lt;br /&gt;~I remember the feeling I felt when I walked across the stage to graduate from High School.&lt;br /&gt;~I remember the feeling I felt when my high school boyfriend broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~One thing that is stuck in my mind, and I remember happening to my on many occasions was waking up, waking into my livingroom and seeing my dad on his knees. Those visions have stuck with me and will always be with me.&lt;br /&gt;I always ran out so quick. I didn't want him to know I was there and I didn't want to interrupt him - but there are so many times I remember doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point.....?&lt;br /&gt;Praying for your children is so important. One of the most important things you can do. Praying WITH your children is too. Letting your kiddos hear you actually lift their names up to Jesus will do more than you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this song by Chris Rice (who I LOVE). The words are so true. Especially the first verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_97bU3nKcws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_97bU3nKcws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/3467096764457753500-8918393182678339024?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/8918393182678339024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=8918393182678339024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8918393182678339024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8918393182678339024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2010/01/remembering.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2512714199996001643</id><published>2009-12-31T10:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T10:48:15.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mother's Prayer</title><content type='html'>As a new year approaches, I can think of nothing more than to pray for my child(ren).&lt;br /&gt;I got a gift card to itunes for Christmas and was looking through songs and just so happened to come across this one.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it could be a bit of the pregnancy hormones but I was bawling at the end of this song.&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes when you listen to this and say the prayer as Rachel sings the beautiful words.&lt;br /&gt;It is so true.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link for those viewing from mobile devices....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=re5EIUIXbhc"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=re5EIUIXbhc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/re5EIUIXbhc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/re5EIUIXbhc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;A Mother’s Prayer (HANNAH'S SONG) Words by Rachel Aldous&lt;br /&gt;Music by John Mandeville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;My sweet baby on loan from above&lt;br /&gt;no better treasure could I more love&lt;br /&gt;I stand here beside your bed as I pray&lt;br /&gt;I lay my hand on your head and I say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;May you grow up to serve Him&lt;br /&gt;all of your days&lt;br /&gt;May He lead you and guide you&lt;br /&gt;in all of your ways&lt;br /&gt;May He bless your future with&lt;br /&gt;friendships that last&lt;br /&gt;May you cherish your youth&lt;br /&gt;and not grow up too fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;I stare in wonder at your tiny frame&lt;br /&gt;Just to think God knows you by name&lt;br /&gt;He knows every hair on your head&lt;br /&gt;He knows your thoughts before they are said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;May you grow up to serve Him&lt;br /&gt;all of your days&lt;br /&gt;May He lead you and guide you&lt;br /&gt;in all of your ways&lt;br /&gt;May He bless your future with&lt;br /&gt;friendships that last&lt;br /&gt;May you cherish your youth&lt;br /&gt;and not grow up too fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer:&lt;br /&gt;May God grant you peace&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of a storm&lt;br /&gt;May God give you strength even&lt;br /&gt;when you’re forlorn&lt;br /&gt;May you answer the door when&lt;br /&gt;Jesus comes knocking&lt;br /&gt;May wisdom guide when&lt;br /&gt;your mouth is talkin’&lt;br /&gt;May discretion protect you&lt;br /&gt;and keep you pure&lt;br /&gt;May you never stumble&lt;br /&gt;or fall for a lure&lt;br /&gt;May your heart remain humble&lt;br /&gt;to the very end&lt;br /&gt;May uprightness and truth&lt;br /&gt;be what you defend&lt;br /&gt;May the world not ensnare&lt;br /&gt;or change who you are&lt;br /&gt;May the light that's within you&lt;br /&gt;shine like the stars&lt;br /&gt;May angels surround you&lt;br /&gt;body, spirit, mind&lt;br /&gt;May favor and peace be yours to find&lt;br /&gt;May rejection and pain&lt;br /&gt;never reach you&lt;br /&gt;May your spirit grow bold&lt;br /&gt;for what you’re called to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;May you grow up to serve Him&lt;br /&gt;all of your days&lt;br /&gt;May He lead you and guide you&lt;br /&gt;in all of your ways&lt;br /&gt;May He bless your future with&lt;br /&gt;friendships that last&lt;br /&gt;May you cherish your youth&lt;br /&gt;and not grow up too fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing:&lt;br /&gt;As you rest in God’s care I will rest too&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that Jesus is watching over you&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah speaks: I love you, Mommy…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful 2010! Stay Safe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2512714199996001643?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2512714199996001643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2512714199996001643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2512714199996001643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2512714199996001643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/12/mothers-prayer.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-794771703359882497</id><published>2009-12-23T10:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:30:45.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve - Adam</title><content type='html'>I've always called the day before Christmas Eve - Christmas Eve Adam. Don't ask me why...it just made sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;But that’s today. Christmas – Eve – Adam!!! I am so very excited! I've got the stocking hung, the presents wrapped and the cookies and sausage balls baking!!!&lt;br /&gt;Denver is so excited! He knows exactly which gifts are his under the tree and continues to ask if he can open them on a daily basis! He also will find some of his favorite toys, some scrap wrapping paper and tape and wrap his toys just so he can put them under the tree and open them. It makes me laugh. Sometimes he will bring me a wrapped gift (one he wrapped - which means a little car wadded up with a TON of tape around it) to me and say "mama, I have a surprise for you!!!" So proud of himself!! Then he'll take it from me and open it. Ha!!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of our Christmas. Its so pretty! I love it so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SzJEq29vIaI/AAAAAAAAC0w/o8PGZKDUaW8/s1600-h/DSCN2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468804779778466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SzJEq29vIaI/AAAAAAAAC0w/o8PGZKDUaW8/s400/DSCN2855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (please excuse the nasty firepalce - that's a whole other "almost burned the house down" post......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SzJEqCO4ebI/AAAAAAAAC0o/wdWPdfpCol4/s1600-h/DSCN2852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468790624614834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SzJEqCO4ebI/AAAAAAAAC0o/wdWPdfpCol4/s400/DSCN2852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On another note, I was quite vague in my last post. After losing a pregnancy this past summer, Jason and I have been very nervous about this one - even so we didn't want to tell anyone (not even our parents until the 2nd trimester.)&lt;br /&gt;That was a no-go... We found out a little before the marathon and after hashing it out with Jason and my Dr, it was decided that it was best if I did not run in the marathon. I had to keep my heart rate under 140 and there was no way I was going to chance that. I did run in it a little. I ran about 3 miles and walked 5 more before I dropped out. I was tired and my body was telling me to stop...so I did.&lt;br /&gt;Doing so made it pretty hard to keep our little secret. So the word was let out - and that was that. Although we did ask to keep it on the D.L. SOME PEOPLE, who will remain nameless (DAD) could not keep their excitement in.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently 11 weeks along and expected due date is July 15th. This however will not happen. Like Denver - this little Wakin will be brought into this world a little early by cesarean section 2-3 weeks early. This will put us at right at the end of June or the beginning of July. We will see!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Merry Christmas to Everyone! Be good and safe!&lt;br /&gt;I read a good quote on Facebook the other day and it was an awesome one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Jesus (the true Christ) is not only the reason for the season, but the reason for&lt;br /&gt;all things good and pure."&lt;/em&gt; - A reminder we need daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas Friends!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-794771703359882497?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/794771703359882497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=794771703359882497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/794771703359882497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/794771703359882497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-adam.html' title='Christmas Eve - Adam'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SzJEq29vIaI/AAAAAAAAC0w/o8PGZKDUaW8/s72-c/DSCN2855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4783817246146247853</id><published>2009-12-14T16:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:58:08.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Story</title><content type='html'>I've found myself with a bit of writers block lately. I feel like my life is just your average life with the same 'ol happenings everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Well I've decided to give you my next post as our Christmas Story...&lt;br /&gt;You know the old movie "A Christmas Story"? Well Jason and I took Denver to see the ICE exhibit at the Gaylord. Denver's GiGi kindly offered to take us out there and I'm so glad she did! We had so much fun and D really enjoyed every minute of it... Well except perhaps for the "A Christmas Story" moment. He had on 2 shirts, a sweatshirt jacket, his coat, and the HUGE parka that the kind Gaylord folks give you. That poor boy could barley lift his arms and hated it for a few minutes there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sya8Gfj2D2I/AAAAAAAAC0g/IsZUAxyJRCg/s1600-h/DSCN2829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415222421696679778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sya8Gfj2D2I/AAAAAAAAC0g/IsZUAxyJRCg/s400/DSCN2829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After he got a little used to it, and figured out that it was 9 degrees inside he was pretty glad he had it on. He LOVED the Grinch themed ICE sculptures and even got a few small Grinch ornaments to put on our Christmas tree. It was cold, but totally cool to see. It really is amazing how those men can carve that ice!&lt;br /&gt;After we saw the ICE we went to see none other than the big guy himself. I was a little nervous going into this. Sometimes D is ALLLLLL talk. Anytime we talk about having cake (parties, showers, dessert....) he is so excited. He can hardly contain his excitement. He ask over and over when this "cake" will be here. Then we get the cake and he freezes up. Ha! He will have maybe a little lick of icing then he runs away like it's the nastiest thing he has ever had. I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;SO, when we got to Santa he was excited. Then we got closer and closer and Denver just got quieter and quieter. I was getting nervous that we might have a freak-out!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was our turn. We were at the front of the line and D was holding onto my hand like he was falling off a cliff. Then... I get YANKED across the floor as D is darting strait towards Santa. Past the elf, past the little girl who just got off santa's lap, see ya daddy and GiGi....... Bull’s-eye to Santa! He just stood there right in front of him. In awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa: well hi there young man. Would you like to come sit with me?&lt;br /&gt;(he was an awesome Santa by the way)&lt;br /&gt;D: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Santa: and what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;D: Denver Wakin&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Denver!? Great name! Can you smile at the camera?&lt;br /&gt;D: Cheeeeeeeeeeeeese!&lt;br /&gt;(a few pics were taken here)&lt;br /&gt;Santa: and what do you want me to bring you, Denver?&lt;br /&gt;D: a diesel choo choo!&lt;br /&gt;Santa: a choo choo? Like Thomas the Train?&lt;br /&gt;D: no, a diesel choo choo. (very politely, of course) he was very serious. Wanted to make sure Santa got it right!&lt;br /&gt;(great picture taken here!)&lt;br /&gt;Santa: ok, Denver it was really good to see you! Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;D: bye Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I was seriously blown away. Not only by this perfect, angelic, priceless picture (which cost $17...holy cow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sya8FzDbM4I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/ndiOs_a6J24/s1600-h/santa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415222409749541762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sya8FzDbM4I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/ndiOs_a6J24/s400/santa.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But I wanted to cry at the fact that my baby... Isn't a baby anymore. Wow! He did that all by himself. I didn't push him to do it or even ask him. He did it all on his own and he was so proud of himself. I am just so sad that he is not my little boy anymore. He is honestly such a big boy and knows it.&lt;br /&gt;He is so proud of that fact.&lt;br /&gt;He is also...&lt;br /&gt;So proud that he can turn his light on and off.&lt;br /&gt;So proud that he can go tee-tee and poo-poo in the potty and not his pants.&lt;br /&gt;So proud to put decorations on the tree!!!&lt;br /&gt;So proud to be able to hold Porsche.&lt;br /&gt;He is also so so so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So proud that he's gonna be a BIG BROTHER!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4783817246146247853?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4783817246146247853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4783817246146247853' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4783817246146247853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4783817246146247853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-story_14.html' title='A Christmas Story'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sya8Gfj2D2I/AAAAAAAAC0g/IsZUAxyJRCg/s72-c/DSCN2829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-8445383683102052044</id><published>2009-11-09T13:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:58:50.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall &amp; Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>So many things to be thankful for! &lt;br /&gt;First I never have posted my "I Heart Fall" post. &lt;br /&gt;I'm loving the fall weather! It's been just beautiful! In my opinion it couldl be a little colder -possibly with snow, but who asked me!!??&lt;br /&gt;I love the smell of fall. I love the smell of the first fireplace burning! It makes me so excited for the holidays! &lt;br /&gt;I love the family time that fall and the holidays bring! &lt;br /&gt;Denver will actually ASK to go play outside rather than tell me it's too hot to go out.&lt;br /&gt;I love love love the season fall brings. The holiday season. I've been listening to Christmas music since July and I'm FINISHED Christmas shopping! (ok, there are a few stragling items - but 97% finished) &lt;br /&gt;I love that I am about to run my 3rd 1/2 marathon in honor if my NF Hero, Denver. And I'll keep doing that until there is a cure!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful and blessed with such a great family. The kind of family you see on TV and want to be like.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the friends in my life. The kind of people that are just good and dependable. They are full of love. Full of support, no matter what. Young and old. Near and far.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for Jasons job and how it has allows me to stay home more and take Denver to work with me - part time!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very greatful for my awesome husband. He is so wonderful and my life would be nowhere near complete without him in it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the second little man in my life - Denver. He is my joy. My smiles. My song. &lt;br /&gt;He can light up a dark room with his laugh. He can turn your frown upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted by Katy from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-8445383683102052044?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/8445383683102052044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=8445383683102052044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8445383683102052044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8445383683102052044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-giving-thanks.html' title='Fall &amp;amp; Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5556403583789742609</id><published>2009-10-20T14:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:35:00.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry.</title><content type='html'>My name is Katy, and Im a bad blogger.....&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am so sorry for my lack of blogging lately. I ave been so busy with so much.&lt;br /&gt;You would think that since I am only working part-time that I would have a lot of free time...but NO NO NO NO NO!!! Right now, I a getting ready for my 1st annual Dinner &amp;amp; Silent Auction benefiting The Children's Tumor Foundation an din honor of sweet Denver.&lt;br /&gt;I must say that planning this is a lot more than I thought it would be, but this will be an awesome event! I am so excited about it!!! I am a really good benefit planner! Anyone want me to plan for them? Check out my Road to San Ann Tone blog for the items we have in the auction, and if you want to come...the COME!!! The more the merrier!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I am still in the midst of all of this training for the 1/2 marathon  in 26 days. Yes, 26 days... WOW!!! I am excited about it, but also very excited it is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, and most importantly I have had Denver's surgery on my mind. We go backto speak with the surgeon tomorrow to ask all of our questions and to schedule the surgery. Once I talk with him and get all the details I will definately update you on what is going on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, prayers about all of that!  :-) I'll be back soooon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5556403583789742609?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5556403583789742609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5556403583789742609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5556403583789742609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5556403583789742609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-3730780939166860676</id><published>2009-10-07T15:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:13:48.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baxter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Grab a tissue!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIrDbzoOxZc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIrDbzoOxZc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&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/3467096764457753500-3730780939166860676?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/3730780939166860676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=3730780939166860676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3730780939166860676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3730780939166860676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/10/baxter.html' title='Baxter'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-955460437250452877</id><published>2009-10-01T13:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:20:57.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I take that back....</title><content type='html'>THIS is my all time favorite Christmas song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so what if I was cleaning and listening to Christmas music....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9GRKQ9FW4eQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9GRKQ9FW4eQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/3467096764457753500-955460437250452877?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/955460437250452877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=955460437250452877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/955460437250452877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/955460437250452877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-take-that-back.html' title='I take that back....'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2413281571074619048</id><published>2009-09-29T14:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:16:48.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Days...</title><content type='html'>My days have been very busy! Good busy.&lt;br /&gt;I started my new schedule at work. Monday - Wednesday - Friday. 9 - 2:30. What a perfect schedule. Plus Denver is rights across the hall from me so I get to see him a lot during that time!&lt;br /&gt;It is a fun class - with a few trouble makers, but all in all. I am really excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denver is potty trained! YES HE IS POTTY TRAINED! I am so excited about this. He even gets through the night without going potty. One day it just clicked for him, and he was done with diapers! I am so so so so so excited about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the middel of planning my dinner and silent auction for the marathon. I have a lot of great stuff to auction off, and I think it'll bring in greatness. I sent out the invitations today (that I designed myself!) and it is planned for October 22! If you want to come let me know! The more the merrier!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see the neurologists last week. I called on Monday for a cancellation and they had something the next day. I took it regardless of what plans I had. I was very nervous about going - and hearing what the Dr. had to say, but our God is so good. The Dr. first of all was fantastic. (Shout out to Dr. McGlotlin at Cooks Children's) He was so nice, and answered all our questions. He even took us into his office to show us Denver's actual MRI. His words put us at ease and he told us Denver's case of NF was pretty mild. He compared Denver's MRI to another case that was not so mild. He did tell us that Denver has a plexiform Neurofibroma on his head. (the bump that has been in question)- but the good news there was it is outside his cranium. Not touching his brain - and not affecting him other than being (very) sensitive to a hit, or even a light touch. We are going to see the surgeon tomorrow to discuss our options of getting it removed. It is a little releaving, but also the surgery makes me SO SO VERY nervous. Prayers are much appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taht does it for now.... Woooosh! That was a lot of updates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2413281571074619048?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2413281571074619048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2413281571074619048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2413281571074619048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2413281571074619048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-days.html' title='Busy Days...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5456089428967281771</id><published>2009-09-19T13:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:17:02.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAB IT!</title><content type='html'>Hello Friends! I created a TEAM DENVER button for the marathon we will be running in Novmeber. If you would be so nice and support us by posting the button on your blog - that would be fabulous!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just copy and paste the code into you HTML gadgets!!!! The code is on the right!!&lt;br /&gt;Here is what it will look like!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://active.com/donate/nfsa2009/teamdenver"&gt;&lt;img alt="TEAM DENVER BUTTON" width="125" src=" http://i603.photobucket.com/albums/tt113/jkwakin/Bobs_Page_11-1.jpg" height="125"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5456089428967281771?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5456089428967281771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5456089428967281771' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5456089428967281771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5456089428967281771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-friends-i-created-team-denver.html' title='GRAB IT!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5193935964386397364</id><published>2009-09-17T16:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:32:23.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby Winter</title><content type='html'>I GOT A NEW CAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Ruby Winter... I call her Winter for short. Isn't she a looker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SrKp4VTkPVI/AAAAAAAACx8/Q-Ri9YL9OJw/s1600-h/!BYDfBZQBmk~%24(KGrHgoH-DQEjlLlt51ZBKfirmsiUQ~~_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382551289918143826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SrKp4VTkPVI/AAAAAAAACx8/Q-Ri9YL9OJw/s400/!BYDfBZQBmk~%24(KGrHgoH-DQEjlLlt51ZBKfirmsiUQ~~_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SrKp3-ca3qI/AAAAAAAACx0/gM_LDUaNiHo/s1600-h/!BYDe6yg!Wk~%24(KGrHgoH-D8EjlLlyV52BKfiq4jy-Q~~_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382551283781263010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SrKp3-ca3qI/AAAAAAAACx0/gM_LDUaNiHo/s400/!BYDe6yg!Wk~%24(KGrHgoH-D8EjlLlyV52BKfiq4jy-Q~~_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;We sold the Xterra (Black Beauty) beacause we had an OUTRAGEOUS monthly payment on it. She was definately a good one though. I was pretty sad to see the ol' Xterra go. But I welcomed with open arms, my new car...WITHOUT a car payment!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, thats right, we paid cash on this baby!!! AND we sold the Xterra in just a short weekend... it would have been much faster but it was over Labor Day, so everything took a little longer! Praise God for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to my dear friend, &lt;a href="http://jessytwentysomething.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt;. Her baby girl Addyson arrived Friday the 11th!!!&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/3467096764457753500-5193935964386397364?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5193935964386397364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5193935964386397364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5193935964386397364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5193935964386397364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/09/ruby-winter.html' title='Ruby Winter'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SrKp4VTkPVI/AAAAAAAACx8/Q-Ri9YL9OJw/s72-c/!BYDfBZQBmk~%24(KGrHgoH-DQEjlLlt51ZBKfirmsiUQ~~_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5454209985309321442</id><published>2009-09-07T17:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:03:35.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so you know...</title><content type='html'>I know some of you know about my other blog &lt;a href="http://wakintexas.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Road To San-Ann-Tone"&lt;/a&gt; but for those that do not, &lt;a href="http://wakintexas.blogspot.com/"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt;. It is my musings on traing for a marathon - and fundraising at the same time. Happy - sad - funny - amusing.... Whatever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2705890470073686317WDmkYL"&gt;&lt;img alt="dscn0828" src="http://inlinethumb06.webshots.com/39685/2705890470073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wakintexas.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;TEAM DENVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5454209985309321442?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5454209985309321442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5454209985309321442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5454209985309321442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5454209985309321442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-so-you-know.html' title='Just so you know...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-1267395228144892260</id><published>2009-08-26T09:31:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:55:50.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UGGS ROCK MY WINTER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://imgs.pulseware.com.au/WBADGEx1x672265-774593xd06BCx4_0_124.gif)" href="http://www.whoogaboots.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;img alt="uggs on sale" src="http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k286/pulselayouts/toasts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down, there is another new post!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-1267395228144892260?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/1267395228144892260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=1267395228144892260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1267395228144892260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1267395228144892260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/08/uggs-rock-my-winter.html' title='UGGS ROCK MY WINTER!!!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-648019634446782661</id><published>2009-08-26T09:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:04:44.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning a House into a HOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, over the past several months, Jason and I have been making a few changes to our house. I mean after 5 years of living here...I think it was time to actually decorate. I really didn't like our "House" to much, but now, I am beginning to love our "Home" Here are a few before and after pictures! P.S. Ignore any toys....Denver...dogs...ect... Also, some are a little blurry, but I am to lazy to take more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE OUTSIDE OF THE HOUSE...No Changes, really...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374281891220279282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SpVI5-j_z_I/AAAAAAAACws/a-fXYP3GVq4/s400/hr1711963-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; The Family Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2580934500073686317gYYSTD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb45.webshots.com/15788/2580934500073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF1802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2061139390073686317VLExJU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb25.webshots.com/28824/2061139390073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF3677" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2746442490073686317rIzfLz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb38.webshots.com/21733/2746442490073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF3679" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2996857270073686317HCLiNR"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb57.webshots.com/43320/2996857270073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF1806" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2299459160073686317XOaSey"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb09.webshots.com/44232/2299459160073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF3672" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2658216510073686317WaUEbN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb51.webshots.com/35634/2658216510073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF3682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2076547040073686317YynaLe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb21.webshots.com/25236/2076547040073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF3681" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE KITCHEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2858373600073686317vrUrwE"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb18.webshots.com/45329/2858373600073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF1800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;(its blurry, sorry)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2509545500073686317WBxtaH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb30.webshots.com/46109/2509545500073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF3676" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;we got lots of new stuff in here. (light fixtures, blings, table...)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Office (a.k.a. RED ROOM)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2502414050073686317Tgcuih"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb64.webshots.com/45439/2502414050073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF0032" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2102394740073686317hCoWFO"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb01.webshots.com/18304/2102394740073686317S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSCF3683" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is still a little boring...I am hoping to turn it into a nursery soon...Maybe one of these days!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;We have also put in wood floors, and tile in most rooms. We are wanting to replace the carpet ASAP!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OK, thats it for now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-648019634446782661?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/648019634446782661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=648019634446782661' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/648019634446782661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/648019634446782661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/08/turning-house-into-home.html' title='Turning a House into a HOME!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SpVI5-j_z_I/AAAAAAAACws/a-fXYP3GVq4/s72-c/hr1711963-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7455903782881839791</id><published>2009-08-18T10:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:32:37.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>I have been "home" now for just about 3 weeks. I have been working part-time at my church Child Development Center - and although I love the amount of work, the fact the DEnver can go with me, and still have "play-time" with other kids and the kiddos that are in my class....I am just not sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;I have 12 4 year old kids some days. 12! All by myself.... 4 year olds...... ALL BY MYSELF! I thought Denver was  crazy, but these kids are C-R-A-Z-Y!&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to start teaching in the Mother's Day Out Program this fall. I would work Monday, Wednesday and Friday. That would be FAB-OOO!&lt;br /&gt;We are currently going through Potty training. THIS-IS-NOT-FUN! Denver, loves his cool big boy underwear, he also loves to pee and poo in them. No joke! He has been getting better at going pee pee in the potty, but I think we have a long road ahead of us. I am not sure how I would have done this if I was working full time! It's hard stuff!&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all, I am loving being home with Denver. I love that we wake up and have breakfast together every day! I love that he is enjoying being home with me, and not going stir crazy. We are having so much fun. He is tough work. Stays busy, and likes to play, A LOT! But I LOVE LOVE LOVE toplay with him. He also is a great helper around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my last post was about Christmas. This time last year I was working full time, at a job I didn't love. However, at the same time I had a wonderful friend, &lt;a href="http://all-things-lovely-blog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chelsey... a.k.a. bff&lt;/a&gt; there that shares the same passion for Christmas as me!! We both listened to Christmas from July to the end of our working there...would have lasted till Christmas if time permitted! This year is no different. I have started my Christmas list, and will start buying for Christmas gifts anyday now! (I like to space things out - and be DONE by Thanksgiving!)&lt;br /&gt;I  have a Christmas Music channel on Pandora, and absolutely LOVE it!!!&lt;br /&gt;No worries, I'll keep you updated on gift buying as time goes by!! I'll leave you with my favorite Christmas song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/alIcwofkrS8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/alIcwofkrS8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now! Peace Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-7455903782881839791?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7455903782881839791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7455903782881839791' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7455903782881839791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7455903782881839791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/08/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-6184940847882997240</id><published>2009-08-10T13:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:55:57.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Just Sayin'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE CHRISTMAS!! BRING ON THE CHRISTMAS MUSIC!!! (I don't even care if it is still AUGUST!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="350" height="200" id="christmas_countdown_a5.swf" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="christmas_countdown_a5.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.christmasbuzz.com/countdown/christmas_countdown_a5.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="350" height="200" name="christmas_countdown_a5" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.christmasbuzz.com/" style="text-decoration: none"&gt;Christmas Countdowns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-6184940847882997240?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/6184940847882997240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=6184940847882997240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6184940847882997240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6184940847882997240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-just-sayin_10.html' title='I&apos;m Just Sayin&apos;...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-3722508748210883403</id><published>2009-07-26T13:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:01:13.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from HEAVEN ON EARTH!</title><content type='html'>We are finally back from Colorado. It was an amazing trip! We were able to spend about 10 days there!&lt;br /&gt;While we were there I became an aunt to a beautiful baby boy!! Michael Neil was born Friday, July 24th and Jason, Denver and I were able to meet him before we came home. He is just beautiful, and Denver is so excited about being a big cousin!!!&lt;br /&gt;Winter Park was just perfect. THe weather was beautiful  and everything that we did that week was awesome!! Here are just a few pictures of our week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MDyUGkBeZ-cnbifYMiTFLA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Smyf5gxf-eI/AAAAAAAACpE/Fd079d6kuOs/s400/DSCF3514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The playground next to our condo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KX2x93ZBL23HkfVvxGcnOA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Smygmo6sfkI/AAAAAAAACqI/8D1Xvgf82kw/s400/DSCF3534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5zq912iRMyQ3gdWIHHZoWg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Smyic7UaIQI/AAAAAAAACs4/HsQDhwWVt5Q/s400/DSCF3627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denver LOVED the gondola ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sm46NoyHPKO6xryv655DCA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Smyip8EKvcI/AAAAAAAACtE/vjvLuiXbWc0/s400/DSCF3632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also LOVES to throw rocks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CX8dePM7xbAyuVopfh6g-A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Smyjg-LKI7I/AAAAAAAACuI/SlujAwTVuxg/s400/DSCF3648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Adams Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/222-a2ClX8M1auX-2MXoQA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SmyiVwsnWdI/AAAAAAAACss/tNONXvfrcdc/s400/DSCF3623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Alpine Slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TG7nVUQ3flKzuo1_2rRSrQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SmyheydseQI/AAAAAAAACrQ/EDYJMNjAdOg/s400/DSCF3576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a Stud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vmemL9JmzsWoZvqUt8cU4A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SmyhNAwUKbI/AAAAAAAACq8/pDtJLBApZB8/s400/DSCF3570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dFpM2ZfeUYLwaIG_wzHIWg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SmyhFMJIjmI/AAAAAAAACq0/4iz75dd8vfM/s400/DSCF3554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out Riding the bikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/h_8PeBZs0RdbCsQWe8ZCwA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SmygGZhSg9I/AAAAAAAACpY/Tp869h3PvVQ/s400/DSCF3522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa and D along a short hike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/U4--Y4V0Ann60Jp5g3Lq9g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Smyh7v1uvwI/AAAAAAAACr8/d-TfiMPKiJM/s400/DSCF3607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/Summer2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WHOLE fam!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-3722508748210883403?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/3722508748210883403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=3722508748210883403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3722508748210883403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3722508748210883403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-from-heaven-on-earth.html' title='Back from HEAVEN ON EARTH!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Smyf5gxf-eI/AAAAAAAACpE/Fd079d6kuOs/s72-c/DSCF3514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-6955984466533167732</id><published>2009-07-14T09:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:15:13.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>COL-LOOOO-RAAA-DOOOO, here we come!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited. I am like a little kid every year around this time. It's Colorado time!!!! Yaaaay!!&lt;br /&gt;We depart Thursday (night) and will drive all night until we arrive in Castle Rock to visit Jason's brother and his wife, Megan. She is about 8 and 3/4 months pregnant, so I hope to become an aunt while we are there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;From there we will head up the mountain to Winter Park!&lt;br /&gt;So, as in tradition...here is WHY I LOOOOVE Colorado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and formost, the obvious! Look at that beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ywrmEUMcXM17gPT5MnKnUw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SHFU25sa9CI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6orPn7zXBSg/s400/DSCN1423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that it brings our family together - every year like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4gqGAGbDbHnngxb7Od37nw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SHFTle3tIsI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TE3EiMsehFc/s400/DSCF3052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love the adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WS8kF8u7GA--SsTqmr9qkA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SHFVqVO5pVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/4dPlr7xp_6g/s400/DSCN1447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that Denver Already Loves Colorado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/awfF4-xEQL-CIiSbLrxDJA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SHFWBPHWcvI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-KCerJ9U4Fw/s400/DSCN1457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the weather.&lt;br /&gt;I love the drive up there, in the middle of the night with my 2 favorite guys.&lt;br /&gt;I love the drive up the mountian and the streams and waterfalls.&lt;br /&gt;I love the smell.&lt;br /&gt;The weather (did I already say that, because the weather is so perfect!)&lt;br /&gt;I love the little town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be there for 10 days, and I can not wait! I am so excited to get up there.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to post when we return!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-6955984466533167732?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/6955984466533167732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=6955984466533167732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6955984466533167732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6955984466533167732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-so-excited.html' title='COL-LOOOO-RAAA-DOOOO, here we come!!!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SHFU25sa9CI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6orPn7zXBSg/s72-c/DSCN1423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2927818309375567673</id><published>2009-06-29T09:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:37:04.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW OLD??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkjRS3oz0mI/AAAAAAAACfg/d76-DSXW0IE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352758279232803426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkjRS3oz0mI/AAAAAAAACfg/d76-DSXW0IE/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is it just me, or am I getting old? I mean, where is that fearless 18 year old girl full of spunk, and energy? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the lake yesterday with Karen &amp;amp; Jason. It was good times. I drove the jetski....fairly fast and played on the shore with D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The part that brought this realization to me was when we put the tube on the back. Let me tell you. When I was younger and we would go to the lake every Labor Day with the family...I would ride that tube like crazy. "FASTER FASTER!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, not so much. As sweet as Jason was to "drive carefully" I was scared out of my mind. "SLOWER SLOWER!!!" I was holding onto that tube for dear life. My body aches a little too. (Thats a whole other post of old age)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason threw me off the tube. It hurt. I think I was like an oblonged rock skipping the water. I did about 3 flips until I finally landed, and about lost my bathing suit bottoms! WHOA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to the shore and I looked at Jason and said "What happene to me? - That was scary!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 years ago, I could have done that with one hand tied behind my back and blindfolded. This time...his responce? "Life's changed..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How ture is that. Not only has life changed SO MUCH in 10 years, I actually pay attention to life. I watch the news and hear all the scary things that happen everyday, and think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, that is freaky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT could happen to anyone. I actually have someone, something else to worry about and to put before myself.......than me. Imagine that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, don't get me wrong, I didn't go all sissy on you. I can still hold my own and plan to try and liven things up a bit in my life. I don't want to be somefearful, scared, freaked out mom who doesn't do anything fun. That is totally not me. And those that know me....KNOW that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkjQ9jfg67I/AAAAAAAACfY/3HnHBs1bkUw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkjQ9jfg67I/AAAAAAAACfY/3HnHBs1bkUw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkjRS3oz0mI/AAAAAAAACfg/d76-DSXW0IE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkjQ9jfg67I/AAAAAAAACfY/3HnHBs1bkUw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3467096764457753500-2927818309375567673?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2927818309375567673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2927818309375567673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2927818309375567673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2927818309375567673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-old.html' title='HOW OLD??!!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkjRS3oz0mI/AAAAAAAACfg/d76-DSXW0IE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-7588921376235724244</id><published>2009-06-26T09:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:11:45.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkTdez6GOKI/AAAAAAAACaI/5wR2860N81o/s1600-h/DSCN2478[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351645778622691490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkTdez6GOKI/AAAAAAAACaI/5wR2860N81o/s400/DSCN2478%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for starters, I obviously am very much in love with my husband, Mr. Jason Wakin. From the day we met, we were inseperable. In our first year of dating, we were together pretty much everyday. He asked me to marry him a year to the date of our first date (August 19, 2002), and we were married 10 month later on June 26, 2004!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is my man.  My love. My friend. My support. My everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason is exactly what I need to complete me. He is all I could ask for in a life long partner. Friend. Husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day FIVE years ago, we said our vows to each other. The vows that we personally wrote and meant from deep within our hearts. We continue to live those vows, and love each other more everyday. He is so helpful, caring, thoughtful, loving, funny, handsome, smart, inventive, totally annoying sometimes.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what I would do without him. I am so glad God saw fit to bring us together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason is a wonderful father.&lt;br /&gt;When he is home, he IS home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know how real his love for us is. He is truly amazing! God knew exactly what I wanted and needed, and HE is always a wonderful father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jason is.&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful father.&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 5th Anniversary baby. I love you. So So Much!&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/3467096764457753500-7588921376235724244?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/7588921376235724244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=7588921376235724244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7588921376235724244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/7588921376235724244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-years.html' title='5 Years!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SkTdez6GOKI/AAAAAAAACaI/5wR2860N81o/s72-c/DSCN2478%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4925306523069133741</id><published>2009-06-26T09:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:27:52.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is gonna Come!</title><content type='html'>For a while now I have had this weight on my heart. I was “happy” at my job, however I got nothing from it. It was boring, slow and some of the people I work with are just not that wonderful. It is the kind of work that I wanted to do – but not the environment I needed to be in. For several months I have wanted to stay at home with Denver. Especially since he is having so much more fun, learning things everyday – and kindergarten will be here all to soon. Earlier last week I told Jason my thoughts and feelings. He is the greatest husband EVER. He is always so supportive – no matter what I say. (ok….not “No Matter”) I told him that I would like to find a part time job – or be a sub at my church Child Development Center. This way I could be home with Denver more, and still get out of the house. All while taking Denver with me. We prayed about it, and Jason said “well, do some research, see what you can find” – and I did. The next day I emailed the director of the CDC at my church and she said she had one part time position available and its mine! Wow, how good is God to provide like that? So, I am leaving my full time gig at Bob’s as their Private Event Coordinator and moving on to being a Stay at Home Mommy, and part time 3-year old teacher!!! I gave my notice yesterday after a VERY LOOONG week of trying. My nerves and anxiety were about to go haywire!&lt;br /&gt; I am so excited!!! I can’t wait to take D to the park and to the train and play play play!!!!! YAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4925306523069133741?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4925306523069133741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4925306523069133741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4925306523069133741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4925306523069133741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/06/change-is-gonna-come.html' title='Change is gonna Come!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-3913119391465268275</id><published>2009-06-20T16:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:27:18.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing</title><content type='html'>If your in the mood for a laugh, watch this. My grandad would play this song almost EVERYTIME we were at his house as kids. (We actually wanted to play it at his funeral, but grandmother was frowning upon that) It is SO him though!! You can't help but at least crack a smile....&lt;br /&gt;(the song is about 45 seconds in!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ROwPoxwqG5Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ROwPoxwqG5Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/3467096764457753500-3913119391465268275?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/3913119391465268275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=3913119391465268275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3913119391465268275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3913119391465268275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/06/laughing.html' title='Laughing'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2420264855120678245</id><published>2009-06-13T14:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:34:46.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace</title><content type='html'>I've thought about posting this or not.... Well,  about 12 hours of thinking, and I only do it to you as a request.&lt;br /&gt;Friday Denver got an MRI. He has a bump on his forehead that he has had for well over a year now. We got an MRI last year and it came back normal. I still was not satisfied with that, so I asked Denver's doctor about it again. - He wanted to re-check it.&lt;br /&gt;From that moment I was nervous. Nervous of what may come. I waited about 3 weeks until the appointment and when yesterday was finally here, God gave me peace. We waited at the hospital for about 2 hours, and although I was anncey, I had total peace. We went home and went on with our day. They told me I would get the results by Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;At home, Denver and I were enjoying my time home from work. I took the full day off so I was loving being home and playing with him! My best, and dearest friend, Jessica is in town so she came by to visit us after our nap.&lt;br /&gt;While she was there I noticed I had a couple of missed calls and voice mails. (on my old cell, I no longer use)&lt;br /&gt;It was Denver's doctor.&lt;br /&gt;He left a message saying that there was something on Denver's MRI. He has several neurofibromas on his cranium and wants us to see a neurologists. These are small tumors caused by the nerve disorder both he and I have. (Neurofibromatosis or NF) I broke down. God had placed Jess at my house at just the right time. She held me, and was my rock. His doctor said on the message that he did not know if it would require surgery or not - although if nothing else, we might think about cosmetic surgery. Also a tidbit of information, it is very rare that these neurofibromas are.......bad.  In most cases they are benign - though they can still cause vision loss, pain if they are putting pressure against a nerve and other problems. (learning disabilities, hearing loss..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My request to you. My Plea to you is PRAY. Pray as hard as you can that things are ok and that God places His hands on Denver and makes him strong and able. Make him clean.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jess, for being there. You always seem to do that - no matter how far away you live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a Hallmark store today and I bought this. It's called Angel's Embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SjQH1_8GxyI/AAAAAAAACCI/cYKY_LKK21c/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SjQH1_8GxyI/AAAAAAAACCI/cYKY_LKK21c/s400/angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346907281873618722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw it and tears welled up in my eyes because I know that God and His angels are holding Denver like this. I bought it, and it is sitting on my nightstand for a daily reminder that God IS IN CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update as I know more. In the meantime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2420264855120678245?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2420264855120678245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2420264855120678245' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2420264855120678245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2420264855120678245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/06/embrace.html' title='Embrace'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SjQH1_8GxyI/AAAAAAAACCI/cYKY_LKK21c/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-1963145878339681117</id><published>2009-06-05T10:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:22:47.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sik2Pet2o5I/AAAAAAAACBQ/jAu9Zjxnbno/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343862072423130002" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 293px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sik2Pet2o5I/AAAAAAAACBQ/jAu9Zjxnbno/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My granddad passed away yesterday. This was the culmination of a long down-hill trip over the last few years. It was hard to see him the last couple of times. He was so withdrawn and disconnected - a shell of the man I knew growing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in my memories he'll always be the Grandad from years ago. Living in the house in Nocona. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sliding off the diving board like a walrus at our yearly labor day get-togethers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being silly and playing with my cousins and me. Playing the song Ned Nostril LOUD at his house at Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing his Bass Quartet group for us kids in the kitchen of his home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember sitting in his house and looking at the huge grandfather clock and listening to it tick. That is what I would fall asleep to every night I would stay with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris and Karen and I used to play with a big box of buttons that grandmother and granddad had at their house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows where they got all those buttons, but it definitely kept us busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We would have“button” stores and sell and trade them to each other. Grandad would take me for rides on his riding lawn mower. I loved that! We would actually go all the way around the block and I thought that was the coolest thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when my cousins and I would spend the night we thought we were so sneaky and would sneak around the house in the middle of the night trying to find a late night snack. Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They always knew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandad was 89 years old. To the day. Born June 4, 1920 and with his maker forever June 4, 2009. He was one amazing man and will always be in my heart. He was always so kind, and so fun. I never remember him being angry. He was so happy. He loved his family. He loved my grandmother too. He was sure to tell me how beautiful she was – quite often. Even through this tough journey that is now behind us. He always had someone else in front of himself. The last time I saw him was just a couple of weeks ago. He wasn’t the man I used to know. Yet, I could see that the man I used to know was still inside of him. He was weak. But he still was silly – in his own way. He just wanted to make sure that Denver was taken care of and he wanted me to know that he loved me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a man to know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, granddad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;For this God is our God for ever and ever; he will be our guide even to the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Psalm 48:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-1963145878339681117?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/1963145878339681117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=1963145878339681117' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1963145878339681117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1963145878339681117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/06/grandad.html' title='Grandad'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sik2Pet2o5I/AAAAAAAACBQ/jAu9Zjxnbno/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2279815769641633131</id><published>2009-06-01T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:09:35.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the number 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="gl_italic" alt="Italic" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;so, yesterday was my birthday! I turned29...one short year shy of the big......number after 29.&lt;br /&gt;It was such a great birthday! Jason and Denver got me an iPhone. I can't wait to get it...should be in my hands today! I got some gift cards, and moo-lah too! Can't beat that!!&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I had planned to go to Joe T's Sunday night for my birthday. We had planned on meeting his dad and step-mom there. We go there and Jason had surprised me by inviting some of my friends and family. It was so sweet, and meant so much to me that they were there! It was so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;Denver also knew that it was my birthday, and kept sdaying "Appy 'irthday' Mama!" SO SO SWEET! He is such a sweet kid, I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;Now, on the sub of turning 29. 29 is a big year. I know that this next year could and will have many things of change in it. Good and bad. Happy and sad. But since this is a happy post, I'll tell you a few interesting facts about the number 29....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;.783 km/s is the average orbital speed of the Earth around the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt; is the number of bones in a normal human skull.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt; is the number of days February has on leap years.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt; is the 29th day of the year&lt;br /&gt;-There are &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;29 &lt;/span&gt;days in February in a leap year&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt; is the highest possible hand in a game of cribbage&lt;br /&gt;-Average Wii Player is Age &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;, Nintendo Says&lt;br /&gt;-Warren Gamaliel Harding was the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;29th&lt;/span&gt; president of the United States of America&lt;br /&gt;- In our nation, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt; is the age people say they are for many years after turning 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I could dig up. Not to CRAZY! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2279815769641633131?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2279815769641633131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2279815769641633131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2279815769641633131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2279815769641633131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/06/number-29.html' title='the number 29'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-3965356923301780272</id><published>2009-05-18T10:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:41:14.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Goin' on?!</title><content type='html'>So – I have not mentioned the whole “trying” thing again since I said we were. Not for any reason in particular, only because I find myself wanting to keep a little more quiet about it. I keep thinking to myself, “What if it takes a year…or TWO even” or what happens if I CAN’T get pregnant again. I mean I do have several risk factors that make me high risk, and make trying a little trickier. So, with that said…THAT is why I haven’t updated. I am not upset about it yet, and I am actually just fine. I know that it is only a 30% chance that you will conceive on any given month, and to put it in one word, it is a MIRACLE that women do become pregnant. I mean think about it. A BABY is growing inside of my sweet friend Jessy’s belly. Whoa! That’s amazing.&lt;br /&gt;– Denver, who is 3 now was in my belly for 37 weeks. He grew arms and fingernails, and his cute little lips. I mean really, it’s a MIRACLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on another note, I’m currently at work. The cooks who work mornings to set up the kitchen are here. They made me some sort of Mexican breakfast burrito – it sounds good, but…….. Then they brought me a glass of milk with chunky bananas in it. I swear I almost threw up right there. But I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t I just smiled real big and said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GRACIAS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nice guys! They like to give food to people.&lt;br /&gt;Work, well work - is - work. I have learned that I work for an egotistical, arrogant, SINGLE – 40-something, my way or the highway, heartless, boss. Long story short, he is single, 40-something and work is his life. He works All the time. No kids, no pets, no girl...or man in his life. So here is me, with a heart at home, and a precious 3 year old that I am missing out on growing up. I ask off for a doctors appointment for Denver. Mind you, I only had to leave about 45 minutes early from work for it. He didn't like that so much. I didn't have childcare on day - so I could not work....NOT HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that just made me loose MOST if not ALL respect was after Denver's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; appointment. The doc told me he wanted to do another MRI on Denver's little head. I went to work the next day to tell him I would need the entire day off. The appointment is at like 5 AM and Denver will be sedated, so he will need recovery time and I will NOT leave him. After I told him, hey I need June 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; off (a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; - and plenty of notice) he says "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WHHHHYYYY&lt;/span&gt;???" Well, Denver has to get an MRI that day.&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;response&lt;/span&gt;? Well, it was not, Oh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; that is totally fine or is everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;??? NO - here is his EXACT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;response&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;:::BIG ROLLING OF THE EYES:::&lt;br /&gt;"THIS IS WHY YOU SHOULD ONLY RAISE DOGS"&lt;br /&gt;Then nothing, no "kidding" no "but you can have it off" - NOTHING. It made me so mad, and so upset - that just confirmed that I will not be going back to work - at least for him when/if I have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who says that?!?! SERIOUSLY?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, that is my rant for the day, I'm done. Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-3965356923301780272?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/3965356923301780272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=3965356923301780272' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3965356923301780272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/3965356923301780272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-goin-on.html' title='What&apos;s Goin&apos; on?!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4447632108342380617</id><published>2009-05-11T10:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:32:29.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SghCOCKd13I/AAAAAAAAB98/H-CHTkSn-BY/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334586567486723954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SghCOCKd13I/AAAAAAAAB98/H-CHTkSn-BY/s400/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother’s day was great. Not only did I get breakfast in bed with my 2 favorite guys, I got to share the day with Denver’s 3rd birthday!&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would share my thoughts and feelings on being a mother, for all of you moms and soon-to-be’s….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom is like nothing else in the world. From the moment you find out you are pregnant, you have a brand new love. It’s a new kind of love that you have never before experienced. A Love that knows no boundaries and could never be strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;A Love that is never-ending and tripling……quadrupling everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom is having the worst day possible at work, school, wherever and coming home to a messy, smiling face and your anxieties disappear. Just one hug can make your darkest day – a day at the beach. One kiss can change your attitude from mad to blissful. One “E OOOV YOU” (I love you) could undoubtedly melt your heart in seconds – especially when there is a “thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much” attached to it!&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom means putting your priorities aside and putting your child’s first. No matter what. It means becoming a “real” adult and really acting like it. It means being in charge of a life, and without doubt having affect on how that child turns out as an adult. Being a mom calls for patience…A LOT of patience. It calls for Love. Caring. Humility. Persistence. Happiness. Compassion. Kindness. Serenity. Endurance. Consideration. Strength. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom means you get messy…A LOT! You get thrown up on. Pooped on. Spit on. Food thrown on. Yelled at. Cried at. Screamed at. Woke up from your deep sleep. – Yet you still love. More – and – More.&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom IS love. Being a mom needs prayer. (A LOT of it) Being a mom means showing humility for Christ to your child. Means teaching your child to pray and to Love the Lord your God with all of your STRENGHT, all of your SOUL, all of your MIND and all of your HEART.&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom means TEACHING humility.&lt;br /&gt;Teaching LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Teaching STRENGTH.&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom a mom means crying simply because your love is SO strong.&lt;br /&gt;Crying because you can’t take the hurt away from your child when he is sick or hurting.&lt;br /&gt;Crying because he says “Jesus makes me happy”.&lt;br /&gt;Crying simply because you HAVE that child.&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom is the most amazing thing I have ever experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having a child is a miracle in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Being a mom is……&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Always be humble and gentle. Be patient with each other, making allowance for each other’s faults because of your love. Make every effort to keep yourselves united in the Spirit, binding yourselves together with peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ephesians 4:2-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4447632108342380617?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4447632108342380617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4447632108342380617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4447632108342380617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4447632108342380617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-day.html' title='Happy Day!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SghCOCKd13I/AAAAAAAAB98/H-CHTkSn-BY/s72-c/scan0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-6754322072937973976</id><published>2009-04-27T13:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:27:17.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Stories...</title><content type='html'>Ever since Jason and I decided that I would stay home after we 1. Get pregnant and 2. Have a baby....I will stay home, that is all I can think about. &lt;br /&gt;Denver is in such a fun stage right now. He LOVES to learn and sing, and play. He loves his mommy so much and it kills me that I am working during this time. I know that he is in the best hands he can be at Kami's house. (She's AMAZING and without her...I'd be lost) but I want to be home with him so bad. I want to teach him to count, and teach him his ABC's. Ahhh! It hurts. &lt;br /&gt;Last night during the rain storms - and LOUD thunder, I heard him scrambling to get to our room. There was a squeal and a whimper in there too. He got to our room and to my side of the bed (at 4 AM) and said "Yay! Rain! Mama Rain!!!" He was so excited it was raining! I thought he was spooked of the lightning and the thunder...but he was so excited! IT made me laugh a little - even at 4 AM. Then he crawled into bed with us and snuggled up in my arms. Oh! He is just the sweetest little boy. &lt;br /&gt;A couple of night ago, I put him to bed. HE seemed a little nervous about something and so I lay down with him. (He has been noticing the shadows on his wall) We usually make a friend of Mr. Shadow, but this time he was very anxious. While lying there, I told him that when I get nervous, or scared I talk to Jesus and He makes me feel safe, and happy. Denver nervously said: “yes" and cuddled up into my chest. (He would not let me get an inch away from him) I asked Denver if he wanted to talk to Jesus, and he did. We said a little prayer and Denver finally started to settle down a little....but still curled up with me. &lt;br /&gt;After laying there for several minutes in silence, I heard the sweetest thing I think I could have heard. Denver quietly but surely said "Mama, Jesus makes me happy" - he started to say it over and over. So sweet, so innocent. It was great to know and hear that Denver is learning to rely on Jesus for strength and protection...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-6754322072937973976?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/6754322072937973976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=6754322072937973976' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6754322072937973976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/6754322072937973976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-stories.html' title='My Stories...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2354844690354544640</id><published>2009-04-20T09:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:39:15.183-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wakin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omni Tucson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cactus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>Jason and I went to Tucson for the weekend. It was FAB-U-LOUS! Even thought it was only 2 days long, it felt like a vacation, and I came back rested. The weather was perfect, we got upgraded from a King Room to a Hacienda!!! (A little condo) - and had a great (free) dinner at Bob's - and sat on the AMAZING patio! We stayd at the Omni Resort in Tucson. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.omnihotels.com/FindAHotel/TucsonNationalGolfResortAndSpa.aspx"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pictures for your viewing pleasures!&lt;br /&gt;Our little home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gP8QxkD6j3lQgWnPpnbo7A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevxwB3n7EI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/gKQX5_KbamA/s288/DSCN2465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason being a goofball...what else is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JazKIa4pC6ZW6hY6Pn9nnQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevxJUkORwI/AAAAAAAAB0k/cfhtMtjV-YU/s288/DSCN2452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Scenery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7lhXBna6uxrK4kRoOBxNhg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevxZsZRxRI/AAAAAAAAB1M/oudxQys_1-Y/s288/DSCN2457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason shirtless...with our view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nHRoEhdh2yNp1LAx4BpHYA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevxihGJq8I/AAAAAAAAB1s/Xv3UggfOONs/s288/DSCN2460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jkwakin/Tucson?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Tucson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cZigygTDc__ZUQc2MbSfTg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevyOv6TcoI/AAAAAAAAB38/jHlPUUufIAk/s288/DSCN2478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are nerds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fbvOr3xwPWkOMJ04ujGJKA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevyufJM8yI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Z-_vccdzvIg/s288/DSCN2492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gods work is AMAZING, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qSv6WUp6H9n0TopWcy2gRQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sevy37i_meI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/9TLhbuqmcq8/s288/DSCN2496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UFMyfwaRQfWKQn-3wp-bfw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevzBATpMMI/AAAAAAAAB6o/jQmKZkuzo5c/s288/DSCN2499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a great, relaxing trip. We took a short little hike on Saturday - then we layed by the pool for the rest of the day. It was about 87 degrees - it got up to 95ish on Sunday! SAturday night we went to eat and then just sat out on our patio and hung out, enjoying the weather! Sunday we got up and made breakfast...in our kitchen and enjoyed our coffee. We then decided to take a trip to MT. Lemmon. IT was about 45 minutes away but an amazing drive. It went up a mountian where a little ski town was. IT was so weird to go from 90 degrees to 60 degrees...there was still a little snow left at the top. Weird, but it was great! A very relaxing drive. &lt;br /&gt;We came home Sunday night. Got in about 10 and when we got home, Denver was waiting on us. Wired! HA! I thought he would never go to sleep. He went strait to our bags to see what we brought him home. How do kids do that? How do they automatically know?&lt;br /&gt;It was so great to be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1JxSk40PKczq_TsyYAjzbg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevxQHnEXwI/AAAAAAAAB00/K6SL7_aGvgM/s288/DSCN2454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qzsfOhhvkORypGQtx53rMA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevxS2toyFI/AAAAAAAAB08/fOLqfFvb98w/s288/DSCN2455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZLBQZ7YckN_VGtz-qUUxmg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevyRifYZoI/AAAAAAAAB4M/oouRAAaWCDg/s288/DSCN2480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DCNt2Lf5mrP44Q6mMAdZvg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevylihaqII/AAAAAAAAB5U/ZsC-52aV8Fc/s288/DSCN2489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1iTLL4F2GxIbBnsKDnDM9w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sevy6zpZSxI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/RTX9Z86BRIU/s288/DSCN2497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zygMRjJkcOuwfkKanoiang?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/Sevy-NWpV2I/AAAAAAAAB6g/PAlYs5LANmI/s288/DSCN2498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2354844690354544640?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2354844690354544640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2354844690354544640' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2354844690354544640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2354844690354544640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SevxwB3n7EI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/gKQX5_KbamA/s72-c/DSCN2465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-497043828953938300</id><published>2009-04-14T20:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:51:44.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK, first look at my boys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SeU9T3Xn5zI/AAAAAAAABy8/rb3szf6IXL8/s1600-h/DSCN2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SeU9T3Xn5zI/AAAAAAAABy8/rb3szf6IXL8/s400/DSCN2406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324729545925322546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SeU9Tmd-7FI/AAAAAAAABy0/F4bQ2o52keg/s1600-h/DSCN2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SeU9Tmd-7FI/AAAAAAAABy0/F4bQ2o52keg/s400/DSCN2403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324729541388594258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SeU9UD4L9RI/AAAAAAAABzE/o4C8oixWDW4/s1600-h/DSCN2402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SeU9UD4L9RI/AAAAAAAABzE/o4C8oixWDW4/s400/DSCN2402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324729549283128594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have much of an update for you at all. Things have been boring around the house. - This is of course other than my new tile! It looks so good! I love it so much. It is like a brand new house. Once everything is back in place and lookin good, I will take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...Thats all I got for now. I'm super tired and just counting down the days till Friday...when Jason and I go to TUCSON!!! YAY! Just a little weekend get-a-way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-497043828953938300?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/497043828953938300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=497043828953938300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/497043828953938300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/497043828953938300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-much-to-say.html' title='Not much to say'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SeU9T3Xn5zI/AAAAAAAABy8/rb3szf6IXL8/s72-c/DSCN2406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-5954959033727663003</id><published>2009-03-30T09:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T09:39:12.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>So. To make the blog very personal…and possibly with WAY to much information, I may just go ahead and spill the beans…&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I are now trying for a BABY! (Cheers here!) Perhaps, I may blog about it (ok, not ALL the details) but more about the emotions, and anxiety that may go with it. This month will be the very first and I really don’t know how to take it. I am so excited. SO SO excited. I have been praying for a baby, and that God can make a perfect little baby…and FAST! But on the other hand, Denver just kinda came. He wasn’t “planned” (yet SUCH a blessing) so there was no stress there.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not one of those that does the whole charting ovulation thing. In fact I don’t even understand it. I have no idea about BBT, CM, EWM, BD. BFN, BFP, ET, HPT and on and on and on… ( I had to look all of those up…)&lt;br /&gt;So, we aren’t going to stress over it, and just take it as it is. Lets hope for a baby by December 31st!  (that would mean like NOW!)&lt;br /&gt;SO, not only will I blog about my crappy days at work, (which by the way…they don’t know and don’t know that I really DON’T want to go back after baby….but we’ll see)&lt;br /&gt;I’ll blog about sweet, crazy, zany Denver…but I will also blog about "TTC". (Sorry, had to do it!) The ups and downs…the emotions, the HAPPY times and the not so happy – lets hope for ONLY HAPPY though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love to ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-5954959033727663003?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/5954959033727663003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=5954959033727663003' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5954959033727663003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/5954959033727663003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-1917313623230357995</id><published>2009-03-24T09:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:34:33.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>Wow-za. There is so much to say! I think I have done a lot since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see….we have started the “renovations” in our home. Our red room (the office) is gone!!! It is now a nice, calm beige color with new wood floors! It looks so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;My master bath with the green stripes is gone too. It is a light blue. Very pretty! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;We will start the tile this weekend and hopefully we will be done within the week or so.&lt;br /&gt;It makes such a difference already and I cant wait to see the finished product. We have that nasty linoleum in our master bath, laundry room and hall bath and we are replacing it ALL with tile! Yay!!! It will look so pretty! I will post pictures when it is all said and done!&lt;br /&gt;Jason is out of town again. This time he is in Florida for only 4 days, thank goodness. I like him being home.&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten really good at the saving. I am at 57% of our goal and once that goal is reached BW2 will be on her way…. J&lt;br /&gt;OH!!! OUR NEW MATTRESS!!! WOW!!!! WOW!!!!! WOW!!!! I never knew sleep could be SOOOOOO GOOOOOD! What an amazing thing, and the best (almost best) money I have ever spent! – Cash of course.&lt;br /&gt;Work…well, work is work. It is pretty slow at the moment and I find myself bored at least 80% of the time here. (I say here…because I am at work at the moment, supposedly working)&lt;br /&gt;The percentage that I am supposed to be making off of my private events is not really paying off, simply because I can’t book much because the room is not 100% ready. PLUS, the percentage is not that great anyway, so I am kind of wondering if it was a great deal or not.&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I are heading to Tucson in a couple of weeks for a weekend getaway! I am very excited. There is a fairly new Omni Hotel open, so we will be staying there (with my generous employee discount!) It looks beautiful and I think we definitely NEED a weekend away!&lt;br /&gt;Denver is doing great. We are soon approaching his big # 3 birthday. He is so big! We will most likely have a bouncy house, some yummy food and lots of fun. Don’t tell him, but he is getting a brand new bike so one day he can ride the trails with mama and dada!!! Fun!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am signing off for now. Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-1917313623230357995?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/1917313623230357995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=1917313623230357995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1917313623230357995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1917313623230357995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-tuesday.html' title='It&apos;s Tuesday...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-1469599402636785520</id><published>2009-03-09T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:36:12.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving.</title><content type='html'>Jason and I have definitely had our ups and downs with savings. When we first got married, we financed quite a few things. Our couches, TV…TV Stand, kitchen table and bar stools…contact, dinner….blah blah blah…&lt;br /&gt;We had ourselves in a lot of debt and we were ignorant to do that to ourselves. We put our future in danger of happiness and freedom. Well, you live you learn. We are ALMOST (not quite) out of debt and on our way to financial freedom (as Dave Ramsey would say!) Since we have started on the road to “financial freedom” we no longer use credit cards OF ANY KIND. We pay cash for EVERYTHING, and if we do nt have the cash, then we do not BUY the item.&lt;br /&gt;Example…&lt;br /&gt;I saved for over a year and used part of my tax return money to pay for my Lasik surgery last year.&lt;br /&gt;We only buy cash cars now.&lt;br /&gt;And the most recent case, which is the cause for this post is this:&lt;br /&gt;We are in major need of a new mattress. A soft, pillow-top, beautiful King size mattress. I CAN’T WAIT! We went mattress shopping this past weekend and visited a few stores. The first one we came to, the prices were OUTRAGEOUS. (Mattress Firm) I mean the salesman did not even offer to budge off the price, and he wasn’t really that nice either.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we were walking around the store and there was a young couple sitting at a desk talking with a salesman. He was telling them how their “financing” (“that really isn’t financing”) works. At only 14.5%, your lovely $1500.00 mattress suddenly comes to cost only $1900.00. As low as $49.00 a month! WHOA, no kidding!?!?!? All I wanted to do was tell them that they didn’t NEED a mattress that bad…and if they DID, they can have my old one while they save up cash to buy a new one. I felt so bad for them, because I was once in that place. Do you REALLY need to finance $1500.00???? REALLY? It is going to take them 3 or 4 years to pay that off, and an extra $300 or $400. Gees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy that we are where we are, and are able and educated on finances enough to know better on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to tell that salesman we will be back with CASH in hand to buy THAT super soft mattress! (It’s AMAZING!) – Of course we wheeled and dealed with them, and even still are working in the price a little bit! We’ll see who really EARNS our business.&lt;br /&gt;I like James at Sleep Experts. He has a 9 month old, and is so excited to be a new dad!!!! :-) That just me though.  Yeah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-1469599402636785520?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/1469599402636785520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=1469599402636785520' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1469599402636785520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/1469599402636785520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/03/saving.html' title='Saving.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-2885211613896758100</id><published>2009-03-05T20:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:08:05.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="redheading"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So, a couple of post ago I mentioned that I was ready for # 2...First off, NO I AM NOT PREGNANT. However, I am so ready. I have been saying that I want another baby for over a year now, but I don’t think I was ready. Mentally, physically, and in a word…”motherly”. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Being a mother takes so much. Patience, Love, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236308706_0"&gt;Forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;, Humor, Energy, Humility, Gentleness, Control. This all comes with motherhood. It is a learned trait that is not easily grasped. I’d say it took me a little over 2 years. Although I am not 100% and will never be 100% of a perfect mother - I have learned so much. I have been made and molded into what kind of mother God wants me to be. I have learned to control my temper when I have a screaming 2 ½ year old throwing his applesauce across the room. I have learned to teach and discipline with kindness and love instead of frustration. This makes for an easier journey – and a heck of a lot more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I can say now that I am 100% ready for baby # 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Of course there is the fear of &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236308706_1"&gt;time management&lt;/span&gt;, “love” management. How do we have another one – a tiny infant that will take up so much time and energy and still show Denver that he is loved just as much – more and more everyday? – I think that is a learned trait too and will come with time. A few pictures of the good, the bad and the ugly of motherhood in my life….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSsDCnFgI/AAAAAAAABwE/T3VD56_lqow/s1600-h/CIMG0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSsDCnFgI/AAAAAAAABwE/T3VD56_lqow/s400/CIMG0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309905246097970690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSsQhT9FI/AAAAAAAABwM/gXHBBUYv3ts/s1600-h/DSCF0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSsQhT9FI/AAAAAAAABwM/gXHBBUYv3ts/s400/DSCF0816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309905249716401234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSstWkObI/AAAAAAAABwU/zxoBhYSb0bg/s1600-h/DSCF2053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSstWkObI/AAAAAAAABwU/zxoBhYSb0bg/s400/DSCF2053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309905257455958450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSszU_diI/AAAAAAAABwc/g56QQgJO4xQ/s1600-h/DSCN2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSszU_diI/AAAAAAAABwc/g56QQgJO4xQ/s400/DSCN2025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309905259059967522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCStRoclEI/AAAAAAAABwk/8hNVqTMaj6w/s1600-h/DSCN2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCStRoclEI/AAAAAAAABwk/8hNVqTMaj6w/s400/DSCN2031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309905267194631234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I leave you with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;The fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfullness, gentleness and self-control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="redheading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Galatians 5:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/galatians/5-23.htm"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-2885211613896758100?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/2885211613896758100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=2885211613896758100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2885211613896758100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/2885211613896758100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/03/ready.html' title='Ready...'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SbCSsDCnFgI/AAAAAAAABwE/T3VD56_lqow/s72-c/CIMG0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4658132995912341766</id><published>2009-02-25T20:18:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:51:21.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What to say.</title><content type='html'>I told you I would post more....&lt;br /&gt;So, today I am not sure what the point of this is. I have had a rough couple of weeks. With Jason gone...I am here with Denver, the crazy 3-year old who doesn't want to go to bed until 11 pm. I have the 4-month old puppy who if she gets told no, get down, don't bite, don't chew on that....and so on - she pee's on the floor. There is also the fact that she has this ability to know EXACTLY when I fall asleep just so she can start to whine to go outside. Oh, yeah, did I mention that she is completely out of control too? Not only peeing on the floor, but the couches too. She also thinks it is ok to jump on top of our coffee table now. Where did she get that?&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE WANT A DOG??? FREE TO GOOD HOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Porsche is an ease next to this monster!&lt;br /&gt;I have a new found respect for single mothers. I know I said it in my last post...but even though I am getting on a routine, I am pooped, and I am tired and I seriously just want a day off. ONE DAY! I find myself getting so impatient with Denver, with the dogs...with anyone in my path. I can't help myself sometimes. I am sure it would be different if Remedy (the puppy) was not around because she seems to be the core of the madness...but it is so hard to stay grounded and stay seemingly calm with the madness around me. I need to do laundry, I need to clean the kitchen, give Denver a bath, take out the trash (which I did for the very first time IN MY LIFE, thank you very much)....get to work on time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am completely blessed to have Jason. He does so much for us, as individuals and as a family that we are so lucky to have him.&lt;br /&gt;One good thing that has come out of this so called "alone time" is that I have had a lot of time to think. I have thought so much lately about where I am in my life with Christ. - I'm good with Him. I would go to heaven when I die. But that just doesn't feel like it is enough for me. Last summer I was looking for a job in camp ministry and although that was not where God wanted us at the time, I feel like it is still something He wants for my life. I think that He just wants me too be prepared first. (funny, that I while I typed it - it sounded like the first time it actually meant something)&lt;br /&gt;I have had this burning passion in my heart for some time now to just praise God. To throw myself at His mercy and thank Him for His goodness, beauty, greatness....for His Everything. For how fair He is to me. How much He gives that I do NOT deserve. It is really amazing if you think about it. I mean, how many people do you know would stick around after you ignore them over and over...only going to them when you needed something, and always begging you for forgiveness? How many people would stick around after you totally ridiculed them by the way you acted in your everyday life ? This has just been such a struggle to me to get on the right path, and let God be 100% in control. The kind of control that people around me notice. You know? Not the kind that people know I am a "christian" - but the kind that they KNOW that God is FIRST. That HIS kindness is first. HIS love is first. Although it may be me in the flesh - it is all GOD. You know what I mean? It has always been a struggle for me and it is really only my fault. I am the only one who can ALLOW that change in me. God is the only who who can MAKE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow - had no idea this post would go there.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4658132995912341766?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4658132995912341766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4658132995912341766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4658132995912341766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4658132995912341766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-to-say.html' title='What to say.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-8583384863950579670</id><published>2009-02-24T18:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:59:41.238-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Wakin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby # 2'/><title type='text'>Worst...Blogger...EVER!</title><content type='html'>Yes, that's me. The worlds worst blogger. I am sorry for the lack of it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll start by saying how busy life has been. First it was work taking away every second of every day of my life. That has finally settled down and I am on a normal schedule that I LOVE! I get off at 4:30, and I am home by 5! SWEET! It is great!&lt;br /&gt;Well, that doesn't mean that things are back to normal. After only a couple of days of that, Jason left town for training. He has been gone now for over 2 weeks. I'll tell you, being a single mom is not easy. I miss him like crazy, and so does Denver, Porsche and Remedy.....OH Remedy. THAT DOG!&lt;br /&gt;She is driving me C-R-A-Z-Y! I'll leave it at that. Jason gets home FINALLY this Friday, and I am oh, so excited! It really is hard with him gone. Although I am getting quite used to it and finally getting into a routine - it is hard and I would hate for it to be a full time gig. Thank the good and WONDERFUL Lord I don't have to. We are truly blessed to have Jason.&lt;br /&gt;I went to see him for a short visit this weekend in Minnesota. It was a nice visit...short, sweet and Cooooooold! When we got there (we = Sandy and me) on Friday, it started to snow!! It was so pretty. The snow was awesome and so soft! I have been wanting to see snow FOREVER, so it was great to see it.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we visited the Mall of America for a short while and did a little shopping. That was fun - and tiring! And Sunday, well Sunday I ended up being a sickly little girl, so we stayed in until we had to fly out. All-in-all it was a great trip. I am glad I got to see Jason, but it was entirely to short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I am going to say this...I am ready for #2! #2 baby! Jason is "almost" there...but I am still trying to get him on the bandwagon. I think that since sweet Denver is going to turn 3 in May, (WOW! REALLY!?!?!?) now is the perfect time. I have the MAJOR itch too. Every time I see a baby, or my dear Jessy's sono pics...I get that feeling.....you know....the feeling. I am getting excited about the fact that it 'might' happen soon and that Denver will be a big brother! Yay!!! I can't wait to become a family of 4...(or 6 if you count the dogs).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that is it for now. I apologize it is not much exciting news, but I promise I will blog more!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Days to All!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, wait...a few more pics from &lt;a href="http://www.stephaniesblog.com/"&gt;Stephanie Davis Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4mqtyeI/AAAAAAAABvE/kFxtu6SC5yc/s1600-h/scan0014.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4mqtyeI/AAAAAAAABvE/kFxtu6SC5yc/s400/scan0014.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306526662587697634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4TAV2mI/AAAAAAAABu8/52UpHFWUDIo/s1600-h/scan0001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4TAV2mI/AAAAAAAABu8/52UpHFWUDIo/s400/scan0001.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306526657309694562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4ZMA10I/AAAAAAAABu0/5qtHfZUo0d4/s1600-h/scan0002.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4ZMA10I/AAAAAAAABu0/5qtHfZUo0d4/s400/scan0002.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306526658969261890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4C_G8wI/AAAAAAAABus/_CyGGqKJ4S4/s1600-h/scan0016.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4C_G8wI/AAAAAAAABus/_CyGGqKJ4S4/s400/scan0016.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306526653009556226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4FkJq-I/AAAAAAAABuk/Zl1L7DthpPI/s1600-h/scan0004.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4FkJq-I/AAAAAAAABuk/Zl1L7DthpPI/s400/scan0004.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306526653701794786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-8583384863950579670?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/8583384863950579670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=8583384863950579670' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8583384863950579670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8583384863950579670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/02/worstbloggerever.html' title='Worst...Blogger...EVER!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SaSR4mqtyeI/AAAAAAAABvE/kFxtu6SC5yc/s72-c/scan0014.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-8237434247985320873</id><published>2009-01-24T17:17:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:23:31.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>month in review.</title><content type='html'>Wow! What a month! So much has happened, yet it feels like nothing. (weird, right?)&lt;br /&gt;Christmas has come on gone, and 2009 is right in our face and off to a great start.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for my lack of blogging, but boy have I been one busy girl. As well as being a bad friend, sister, wife and mother. I miss everyone! I have not been to see my dear bff, &lt;a href="http://wilsonfamilyblogspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chelsey&lt;/a&gt; and her new, beautiful, perfect daughter Ellie yet. I have not seen my bestest friend, &lt;a href="http://jessytwentysomething.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt; and been able to give her the hug I have been waiting to give her since we have been coming up with baby names in junior high. I have not seen my best friend and sister and been able to hang out with her in forever. I have seen my husband and my son for about a hour a day, if that long.....&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, work is my life right now. I never thought Iwould hear myself say that. My new job started on January 5th and has been in full swing ever since. Bob's opened its doors on Friday the 16th for a soft opening and ever since I have been working 12 hour days to help get the place up and running smoothly. Monday was the official first day. They finally hired a maitre d' on Wednesday, which gave me ONE night off, but due to the fact that they still have no hostesses, I went back the next day to continue the 12 hour tradition.&lt;br /&gt;I am so worn out. So tired. So sleepy. So weak. - Not only am I all of those and more, I have also made myself a little sickly. I ignored it as long as I possibly could and finally went to the doctor early Friday morning - to hear them say..."if it gets worse over the weekend, go to the emergency room." I kind of ignored what they said and continued to work. This morning I woke up feeling like poo, and made the dreadful call to my boss that I could not work tonight. As bad as I felt for letting him down, I would have never made it through another night. My normal hours are 8:30 to 4:30 Monday through Friday. Instead I have been working 8:30 am to 8:30 pm Monday through Saturday. Ugh! I hope that this next week I will resume my normal schedule.&lt;br /&gt;With all that said, I do love my job. I am really enjoying what I do. If Ihave towork, I am glad it is this I am doing!&lt;br /&gt;On to other news. You migth be, or might not be wondering about my challenge....right? &lt;a href="http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2008/11/challenge.html"&gt;Remember this one&lt;/a&gt;....? Well, GREAT NEWS! I've lost the weight PLUS some! I am so very excited. I am down to my goal weight, and able to wear a few shirt, and pants that I was not before!! (without looking pregnant) Yeah!! SO...sorry for you, I do not have to post the horrible pictures that started this whole thing! :-)&lt;br /&gt;My sweet Denver is growing like a log. (does that even make sense?) He jas started talkinglike crazy. It sort of just happened overnight. He is so funny!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;I would go off about the inaguration, and my thoughts about it, but that is a whole other post. Maybe tomorrow. In the meantime, a few pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SXurfmLVvII/AAAAAAAABuM/MFnNIN8iIp0/s1600-h/CIMG1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SXurfmLVvII/AAAAAAAABuM/MFnNIN8iIp0/s400/CIMG1310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295014346216553602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SXupi69N_JI/AAAAAAAABt8/bZuEokLS-rM/s1600-h/DSCN2309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SXupi69N_JI/AAAAAAAABt8/bZuEokLS-rM/s400/DSCN2309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295012204310822034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SXuwkXFKK4I/AAAAAAAABuc/3dcFPQ_Lh7E/s1600-h/Pics0002.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SXuwkXFKK4I/AAAAAAAABuc/3dcFPQ_Lh7E/s400/Pics0002.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295019925621582722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SXuwkJxXQmI/AAAAAAAABuU/pxj5dCpu5A4/s1600-h/Pics0001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SXuwkJxXQmI/AAAAAAAABuU/pxj5dCpu5A4/s400/Pics0001.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295019922048893538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Last 2 pics by none other than &lt;a href="http://www.stephaniesblog.com/"&gt;STEPHANIE DAVIS&lt;/a&gt;!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, and my rendition of Material Girl......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8f12e60bc6bf1bac" 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://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f12e60bc6bf1bac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995262%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D829A2C654424E925DFD0872DECA77B5C9181F3EB.784FF550F19B868C3E400A7E241649F430F16050%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f12e60bc6bf1bac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHfTx3CUUFpgoWcmMQL50n6Nf3Yo&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://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f12e60bc6bf1bac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995262%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D829A2C654424E925DFD0872DECA77B5C9181F3EB.784FF550F19B868C3E400A7E241649F430F16050%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f12e60bc6bf1bac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHfTx3CUUFpgoWcmMQL50n6Nf3Yo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-8237434247985320873?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8f12e60bc6bf1bac&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/8237434247985320873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=8237434247985320873' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8237434247985320873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/8237434247985320873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2009/01/month-in-review.html' title='month in review.'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gybxaqS52FQ/SXurfmLVvII/AAAAAAAABuM/MFnNIN8iIp0/s72-c/CIMG1310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3467096764457753500.post-4980530690279818232</id><published>2008-12-29T13:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:25:37.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great News!</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I have actually written anything in this here blog. You would think since I have not been working that I would have so much free time on my hands to write everyday....well, that is not the case. I definitely keep myself busy, and have had little time to do anything. :-) Well with the holidays on thee downside of the slope,it seems I may have a little more free time to keep all you updated.&lt;br /&gt;First things first....I got a job! YAY!!! I am pretty excited about it too. (as excited as I can be about going back to work....)&lt;br /&gt;I found out the Friday before Christmas. What a great gift from God! It was an answered prayer. I was so worried about what I was going to do, and where I was going to work, but I found a job that I have very high hopes for. I will the private dining coordinator and office administrator for the new Bob's Steak and Chop House in Ft Worth! It will be in the new Omni Hotel in downtown. (also, Nolan Ryans new home!) I start January 5th, and train for a week in Plano (YUCK!) then it will be on to open in Ft Worth! I am pretty excited to see how things go, and of course I MUST get a new wardobe to go with the new job, right?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, about my weightlss plan.... I HAVE LOST 4 POUNDS! Yay for me! I am not to the goal weight I would like to be at, but considering I made it through the holidays without GAINING weight I am happy with the outcome. I still have a couple of weeks left before I have to post the dreded pictures! I'll get there. Jason and I have bee riding once a week (the nikes) and it is a pretty awesome work-out. I love it!! Thanks for getting me out there baby!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, what else.....I can not seem to think of anything else to update on at the time. Keep reading, there are a coupld of new post!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3467096764457753500-4980530690279818232?l=kwakin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/feeds/4980530690279818232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3467096764457753500&amp;postID=4980530690279818232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4980530690279818232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3467096764457753500/posts/default/4980530690279818232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwakin.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-news.html' title='Great News!'/><author><name>Katy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12140662554145242650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1H_kFN1iZsA/TgDnDNqCVzI/AAAAAAAAEn0/QttDB4bkAHA/s220/232323232%257Ffp633_9_nu%253D325__%253B9%253B_29%253B_WSNRCG%253D356246%253B78232_nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
