<?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-4080651083179610347</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:42:04.515-05:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='Halloween 2008'/><category term='God&apos;s Plan B'/><category term='2 yr olds'/><category term='soap'/><category term='Bella'/><category term='blog editing'/><category term='not me monday'/><category term='and crazy husbands'/><category term='bike fall'/><category term='family'/><category term='seasons'/><category term='nothing special'/><category term='Journey'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='graphics'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='october'/><category term='blueberries'/><category term='reading blogs'/><category term='love'/><category term='teething'/><category term='deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>Mad Fam of Five</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-9151436775895104248</id><published>2009-02-28T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:30:45.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella Of Laundry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SamQ5CcNZ2I/AAAAAAAABg4/IrXguYCxa6E/s1600-h/march+2009+002.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SamQ5CcNZ2I/AAAAAAAABg4/IrXguYCxa6E/s400/march+2009+002.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why sleep in your bed, whent there is a comfy laundry basket to lounge in? LOL&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-9151436775895104248?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/9151436775895104248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=9151436775895104248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9151436775895104248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9151436775895104248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2009/02/bella-of-laundry.html' title='Bella Of Laundry'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SamQ5CcNZ2I/AAAAAAAABg4/IrXguYCxa6E/s72-c/march+2009+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-3641623524601186750</id><published>2009-02-01T23:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:54:31.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamesless plug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.seriouslifemagazine.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seriouslifemagazine.com/uploaded_image/Jan09.jpg" longdesc="http://www.brentriggs.com" alt="Serious.Life Magazine" width="200" height="259" 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/4080651083179610347-3641623524601186750?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/3641623524601186750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=3641623524601186750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/3641623524601186750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/3641623524601186750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2009/02/shamesless-plug.html' title='Shamesless plug'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-3896777394453373128</id><published>2009-01-04T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:28:10.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SWF-SqlxqYI/AAAAAAAABa4/NigeNwKGvsk/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SWF-SqlxqYI/AAAAAAAABa4/NigeNwKGvsk/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this week I did &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;wait until my baby daughter was at 104 degree fever before I figured she has something other than a cold/teething-- because I know when my kids are really sick, and I would have known she had strep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My christmas tree did &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;come down mear hours after christmas day was over-- it is still up and pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I am &lt;em&gt;not at all &lt;/em&gt;disappointed my daughter likes her Our Generation Dolls (the cheaper version of American Girl) more than all her barbie stuff I personally picked, wrapped and boasted about for weeks prior--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more &lt;em&gt;Not Me! &lt;/em&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt; and join in on the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-3896777394453373128?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/3896777394453373128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=3896777394453373128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/3896777394453373128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/3896777394453373128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday!'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SWF-SqlxqYI/AAAAAAAABa4/NigeNwKGvsk/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-4747260080833258803</id><published>2008-12-22T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:36:18.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SVB40X2KuII/AAAAAAAABKs/X5O0lQwWh5c/s1600-h/night2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SVB40X2KuII/AAAAAAAABKs/X5O0lQwWh5c/s320/night2.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night 2 of room-mates!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-4747260080833258803?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/4747260080833258803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=4747260080833258803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/4747260080833258803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/4747260080833258803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-2-of-room-mates.html' title=''/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SVB40X2KuII/AAAAAAAABKs/X5O0lQwWh5c/s72-c/night2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-4304787070250193038</id><published>2008-12-22T09:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:27:52.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SU-x9rV-k0I/AAAAAAAABJ0/5jrvXrktAUM/s1600-h/DSC03405.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SU-x9rV-k0I/AAAAAAAABJ0/5jrvXrktAUM/s320/DSC03405.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-4304787070250193038?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/4304787070250193038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=4304787070250193038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/4304787070250193038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/4304787070250193038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-girl-bed.html' title='Big Girl Bed'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SU-x9rV-k0I/AAAAAAAABJ0/5jrvXrktAUM/s72-c/DSC03405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-9054856231914103726</id><published>2008-11-30T22:54:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:50:07.210-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not me monday'/><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg"/&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been waiting for this all weekend- mainly because I have &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; been doing a lot this last week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;** I did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; have halloween decorations up still, after I had put up my tree for nearly a week- and it was &lt;em&gt;not me&lt;/em&gt; that had her neighbor tell her to remove the pumpkin decor from the yard, if we had our tree up already! **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;** It was &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;me who made party potatoes (if you want the recipe I have it!) at 103o at night-- because I would have already ate dinner, and that would be really bad for my blood sugar to eat again!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;** Since I am a totally organized person, I &lt;em&gt;was not &lt;/em&gt; misplacing my debit card nearly everyday this week, because I &lt;em&gt;have not&lt;/em&gt; been buying stuff online for christmas-- it was &lt;em&gt;not me&lt;/em&gt; in a near panic when I needed to go to the store and get gas. Because I knew exactly where my card was-- well  where it SHOULD have been anyhow!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;** It is most &lt;em&gt;definately not me &lt;/em&gt;who tried to get my 17 month old to lay down on Thanksgiving Day with myself, so that I could take a nap-- &lt;em&gt;not me &lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, this is from &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net"&gt;MckMama and her Mckmiricles&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-9054856231914103726?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/9054856231914103726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=9054856231914103726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9054856231914103726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9054856231914103726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-2537159546611006275</id><published>2008-11-30T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:44:12.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="&lt;a href=" /&gt;http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg"/&lt;/a&gt;&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-2537159546611006275?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/2537159546611006275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2537159546611006275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2537159546611006275'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-7944834439095019935</id><published>2008-11-21T01:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:16:20.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing special'/><title type='text'>purging-- beware</title><content type='html'>I think it is slight humorous that I don't have anyone that actually reads my blog, yet I keep on writing in it, just incase someone decided to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few other things I have learned about myself, is that I am not as selfish as I used to be. I wanted to be selfish, but I find that I cannot make myself do it. Like my hair cuts, I only go every other month, but 50 bucks to get my hair cut to me is a months worth of diapers or a nice dinner out, heck even a 1/2 weeks worth of groceries sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is like this week, when I needed jeans. Now if it was not for my gift certificate, I would not be going to buy any, with christmas amonth a way and all. i would rather spend the money on my husband and kids- or anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of kids, I caught the 'baby bug' last week when I saw my new nephew- granted we are done, but man it was tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks that I don't twitter, since I always have these profound thoughts during the day and thinking "i should totally write a blog about that!" and then i get to my computer and think, "now what the heck was that great idea!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-7944834439095019935?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/7944834439095019935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=7944834439095019935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/7944834439095019935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/7944834439095019935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/11/purging-beware.html' title='purging-- beware'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-1956847643787152182</id><published>2008-10-31T21:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:32:35.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween 2008'/><title type='text'>Halloween MadFam Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SQu_tpzl-VI/AAAAAAAAA8U/N3BpRf39l-w/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SQu_tpzl-VI/AAAAAAAAA8U/N3BpRf39l-w/s320/Halloween+2008+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263511380549826898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very blessed with near record temps today -- it felt like summer all day and it was amazing! On Monday it was so cold it snowed, today we are in flip flops again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mad kids were loving every bit of the treat part-- even the kid who does not talk learned to say "nicr eet" and "ot ome" which of course was Trick or Treat and Not home. The not home was because we went before a lot of home had someone to give. But the kids still made out like bandits! Enough candy to last us until Christmas easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a very fun night- My kiddos got great use of their outfits and it seems even my little roo might wear it again in the house from time to time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for looking and reading!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-1956847643787152182?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/1956847643787152182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=1956847643787152182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/1956847643787152182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/1956847643787152182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-madfam-style.html' title='Halloween MadFam Style'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SQu_tpzl-VI/AAAAAAAAA8U/N3BpRf39l-w/s72-c/Halloween+2008+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-5617530146925889136</id><published>2008-10-20T08:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:03:25.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not me monday'/><title type='text'>Not ME Monday's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it is once again time for Not Me! Monday-- which I love and get from &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt; , and continue to be amazing by her life and her journey with Stellan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Okay, I totally did not spend over $200 on myself this week for new clothes. Because that would be wrong, and should always be spent on my family first. Regardless to the fact that I have been pregnant or nursing, for the last three years and in scrubs also- nope&lt;em&gt; not me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;** &lt;/em&gt;I &lt;em&gt;did not&lt;/em&gt; secretly hope my mother in law would come to the park with us, when we rode our bikes over to her house- this way it would be two adults to three kids instead of me fending to not loose one of my children, &lt;em&gt;nope not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;** &lt;/em&gt;It was &lt;em&gt;not me&lt;/em&gt; that nearly lost my 2 yr old son in JCPenny's about 15 times on Saturday, because he can unbuckle the seat belt of the stroller. I am much more away of what my child is doing-- so it was &lt;em&gt;not me&lt;/em&gt;, screaming in a panic when I was standing in line for a sale that ended in 4 mins and could not find him- only to have the two ladies and my 7 year old look for him in the clothes so that I could still purchase my clothes on sale-- that would be completely WRONG! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**Lastly, I am not going to ditch chior practice to write my paper, because of course it is already done and could have been handed in days ago! So it will &lt;em&gt;not be me&lt;/em&gt; sitting in front of my computer all night tonight and tomorrow night, feverishly looking up quotes for Cognitive Psychology's theory on Problem Solving--nope &lt;em&gt;not me&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this, because if this &lt;em&gt;was me&lt;/em&gt; that all would be very theraputic to purge out! Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-5617530146925889136?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/5617530146925889136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=5617530146925889136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/5617530146925889136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/5617530146925889136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-me-mondays.html' title='Not ME Monday&apos;s!'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-9024762299615804398</id><published>2008-10-15T22:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:08:21.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and crazy husbands'/><title type='text'>Italian for Beautiful.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SPavERyaRRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/TqHHmZuTSpM/s1600-h/bellaisonesepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SPavERyaRRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/TqHHmZuTSpM/s320/bellaisonesepia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257582103030809874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is beautiful, no? Hence why I named her Isabella (is beautiful). Granted that was her name prior to meeting her, but it is fitting. I finally- after nearly four months of waiting, got her 1 year old pictures taken. (if you are not good at math, that means she is nearly 16 months) And of course no her christmas picture will look a lot like this ! LOL cannot win for losing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the last two weeks did not kill me, but then again I have not finished them either. Hubby has been home from both jobs for two days, we both needed a break. Although it was nice to have a second set of hands around- I am ready for him to go back to work. I feel like my days are turned up side down when he is home! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went through laundry, cleaned up my bedroom, and did some homework- now I have to organize my newsletter for brownies and figure out what we are going to do for our first meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun Fun! I have many deep thoughts, just cannot think right now---&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-9024762299615804398?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/9024762299615804398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=9024762299615804398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9024762299615804398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9024762299615804398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/10/italian-for-beautiful.html' title='Italian 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src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg"/&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I did not let my kids eat cherrios out of a bowl in the family room, because I just mopped the kitchen the day before and did not want to clean it again** &lt;em&gt;Not me!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** &lt;/em&gt;I did not let my two littlest watch 90 mins of Caillou so I could play with my new blackberry phone during that time- that would be horrible and wrong! ** So I did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Lastly, I did not blame my husband for putting the wrong stamp on the rent check since it came back with postage due on it-- I would have owned up to it if it was me, because that would be the right thing to do! But it was &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again this is from the &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.blogspot.com/"&gt;MckMama Blog&lt;/a&gt;, that I have grown to love now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-2602506300645473234?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/2602506300645473234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=2602506300645473234' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2602506300645473234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2602506300645473234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-7938276508693954483</id><published>2008-10-10T09:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:21:51.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>See Saw Values</title><content type='html'>I still struggle with what I want and what God wants for me. I would think going to school and finishing my degree is something both of us would want for me- but is it? I mean, why is it so hard for me to finish if I am suppose to be there? I wanted kids, but it was so hard for me to get them, was i suppose to be a Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would argue that it would not have happened if it was not meant to be- God would not take you to the door, and not let you in , sort of thing. But I don't think I agree with that. I think of all the blogs I have read in the last two months. People on very difficult journeys that I think they are on for the journey not the destination. God is showing them they can get through the journey with faith and understanding. Even if the destination is not where they thought it would be, in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with that in mind- what if me going to school is the journey- for me to build confidence, knowledge, and skill- but the destination is to never use the degree to make money? I thought of all this yesterday as I was waiting for my daughter's teacher meeting. My grandmother was in her 40s and never able to work again. My mom was in her 30s-- now I am 31, only 3 years from where my mom was when her world came crashing down. What if that is where my destination is located? God gave me three kids because I wanted them, allowed me to go to school because I wanted, but I am going to the same destination I did not want and was why I wanted the others instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be the educated, well rounded, fun and proper mom-to many kids. I fear I feel myself slipping into this very deep well, and right now I am treading water-- but if it keep raining (my faith keeps leaving) I will slip deeping into the darkness of the bottom of the well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I throw myself into everything I can, so that I do not find myself having these very deep thoughts. If I am taking Jakob to classes, Alexis to things, myself to the health club, school, brownies and chior, then I cannot be depressed for I don't have time. I want to take charge with my health, and lose about 80 lbs at least by summer. But at the same time, I would love to win the lottery and have three more wonderful kids-not sure which one of these has the worst odds, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself praying for faith that I can accept whatever destination God has planned for me but I struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else like that? Would you have choosen the same journey if you knew the destination?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-7938276508693954483?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/7938276508693954483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=7938276508693954483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/7938276508693954483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/7938276508693954483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/10/see-saw-values.html' title='See Saw Values'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-7433713525350054108</id><published>2008-10-07T21:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:20:13.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am here! I think</title><content type='html'>okay so I have not posted in a few days, but not like a whole bunch of people read my blog either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next two weeks are going to kill me I think. I have brownie leader meetings, training, school papers to write, one class to fail, clutter to get rid of because it is all driving me crazy and weight to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I am forgetting things like doc appointments and stuff. No time to blog about anything my kids are doing right now anyhow. Jak is learning to talk so well now, but it is in words not phrases. I will take what I can get. Bella is not talking at all, just the random mama or dada-- that is all. Which is fine, no hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am exhausted and hungry. Time for food and bed!&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-7433713525350054108?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/7433713525350054108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=7433713525350054108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/7433713525350054108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/7433713525350054108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-here-i-think.html' title='I am here! I think'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-6160625758664509218</id><published>2008-10-03T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:54:22.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='october'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>AHH October</title><content type='html'>I love fall, almost as much as I love spring. The change in the seasons, no more heat, but at least it is not snowing either. I don't care much for winter at all. I love the family time you get then. The holidays are terrific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are starting to "look" around for ideas for the two little ones and ourselves of course. My oldest I already pretty much know what I want to get her, just a matter of going to get the stuff. I figure with all I have going on, and the price of gas still high, online shopping will be the way to go this year. Which is fine, just not nearly as much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This christmas will be exciting with all the new babies born this year on both sides of my family. Enjoy watching them open presents and experience family members. That is great. Hard to believe in less that three months it will be christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-6160625758664509218?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/6160625758664509218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=6160625758664509218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/6160625758664509218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/6160625758664509218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahh-october.html' title='AHH October'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-9199258684622445075</id><published>2008-09-30T18:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:20:55.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog editing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphics'/><title type='text'>title bar help!!</title><content type='html'>okay so I am trying to learn all there is about blogging. But I cannot figure out how all you lovely people have such fun little graphics in your title bar on your blogs!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone manages to come read my blog and knows how to do this, please leave me a note!&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/4080651083179610347-9199258684622445075?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/9199258684622445075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=9199258684622445075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9199258684622445075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9199258684622445075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/09/title-bar-help.html' title='title bar help!!'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-8460130456517647645</id><published>2008-09-30T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:35:34.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not me monday'/><title type='text'>Not Me!! Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ccenter%3E%20%3Ca%20href="&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I did not wait until Tuesday to type this because I was sleeping during the kids nap yesterday instead, nope &lt;em&gt;not me!**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** &lt;/em&gt;I most definitely did not postpone Bella's one year pictures, yet again, because she has a little scratch on her face, and because of the checkbook "issue" from last week, nope &lt;em&gt;not me!!&lt;/em&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I did not make homemade turtles (the kinds with the pretzels) and then tell the kids those were for daddy to take to his work, so they would not eat any and I could eat all 12! That would be horrible for my blood sugar, so i would not do that, nope, &lt;em&gt;not me!!&lt;/em&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** lastly, I have not answered any of my essay questions that are due tonight at midnight, even though I had time on Saturday, instead I took a nap (not again!). So I now would have all the free time to get ahead on my homework for next week!NOPE, that was &lt;em&gt;not me!!**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these, they are from &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;my charming kids&lt;/a&gt; blog, and Ithink it is a great way to show how normal we all are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-8460130456517647645?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/8460130456517647645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=8460130456517647645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/8460130456517647645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/8460130456517647645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me!! Monday'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-2695186251769912007</id><published>2008-09-27T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:42:54.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not me Monday-- Late, but also early</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was suppose to do this last monday, but this week was crazy and it was my birthday on monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I most definitely did not let my kids sit in their rooms for 30 extra mins while I tried to nap-- nope &lt;em&gt;not me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I did not make my oldest daughter go to the door of the brownie parents because I did not feel like talking to each of them or getting out of the car--&lt;em&gt;not me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lastly, I most definitely did not spend too much of this months "extra" money and forget to balance the check book, that was &lt;em&gt;not me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay I feel better-- I think they will do this again next monday , and I won't have anything to add, but I love to read others--&lt;em&gt;not me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hugs !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/4080651083179610347-2695186251769912007?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/2695186251769912007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=2695186251769912007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2695186251769912007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2695186251769912007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-me-monday-late-but-also-early.html' title='Not me Monday-- Late, but also early'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-9155262906613061749</id><published>2008-09-27T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:36:44.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading blogs'/><title type='text'>so I read....</title><content type='html'>I read a lot of different blogs, most of them are sad, but a few are funny. I have decided that I need a voice tape recorder so I can start taping my ideas as I am going through my day. I have great ideas, but I am in the kitchen or in the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need to put that paper in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hyatt911.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hyatt&lt;/a&gt; : this is one I am currently reading. Very heartbreaking story of a young mom with the very small children and a terrific husband. She is in a coma, might not ever recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cfhusband.blogspot.com/"&gt; CFHusband&lt;/a&gt; : is another one. A husband blogging about his wifes trials againist CF and their preemie baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt; : an amazing women, with three small kids. She is expecting her fourth, but Stellan is very sick. I continue to pray a miracle happens here for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But blogs lead me to others, and others-- I continue to read. I amazes me what people will just put out there for others to read. Inner Secrets, fears, and hopes. Empty their soul in HTML for others to pull apart and disolve. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life seems so boring and hopefull compared to these families. But at the same time, almost mirroring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is amazing how the internet can bring so many different people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-9155262906613061749?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/9155262906613061749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=9155262906613061749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9155262906613061749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9155262906613061749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-read.html' title='so I read....'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-2587254777637689570</id><published>2008-09-19T14:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:40:01.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I was thinking ...</title><content type='html'>Always dangerous because I come up with crazy things then. So enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I need a computer in my bathroom- because I always think of great things to write about on here then- so instead I am puting pen and paper in both bathrooms. Maybe then I can catch some of this genius I am wasting. Just have to hope Jakob does not find the pen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jakob- love that boy so much, but man oh man he is trying me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I think I am getting the kids sore throat thing, yeah! James works all weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have never liked my hair ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I was thinking I could go and get one of those fancy gym memberships, so I could "destress" in teh sauna, but I barely get to the library for homework, and it is on my street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate to pack lunches for Alexis. Actually i hate lunch all together. Jakob is not eating it right now and bella only wakes up for it and then goes back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Why do people get married and have children? I am sure everyone has their own reason, but honestly- it is the hardest two jobs you will never get a paycheck for. You have no union rep to help you bargin for better wage or enviornment. And, basically you are grounded like when you were a kid- I don't get to use the bathroom with the door closed, much less go to the mail box by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. School is going to take me forever. I might graduate in 2011 at this point. By then I will be burnt out from a job I never had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I have no idea how to wear clothes. I am just about to give up - if it was not for the occassional outting I go to. Like tonight I have a "date" with my hubby- but then I don't have anything for two months when I go to Thankgiving LOL maybe I can loose weight by then? Doubt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I have no will power. Well, I don't know if that is the right word. I can explain away any action I want to do at the time I want to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-2587254777637689570?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/2587254777637689570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=2587254777637689570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2587254777637689570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2587254777637689570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-thinking.html' title='I was thinking ...'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-2629441434319797297</id><published>2008-09-11T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:42:37.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>September Morn...</title><content type='html'>Neil Diamond is one of my mother's favorite singers- I am not sure if he wrote that song, but it is a good one. It makes me think of myself actually. I was born in September- 22nd, it was a Tuesday at 10am- if only that was the only memory I could recall of that day--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday, I am in fourth grade- very excited because a girl I had made friends with on the bus, who was in 8th grade, was going to bring me a present. It was a normal morning, my mother's father "papa" was there making pancakes with bacon grease (the only way to make them!) and we were getting ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we should have been leaving for the bus, there is a ring at the door. Our neighbor had been driving home and found my mother had went front end first into a large tree on the road leading to our subdivision. It took both her sons to get her out because she could not bear weight on her foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father came home from work, and I decided to go to school anyhow- besides I had a present waiting for me. It was a desk size note paper holder, it has a pink teddy bear that was mirror like, and a wood frame. the paper it held was pink and blue colored. I still remember it to this day- and probably have it at my parents house in a box someplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother had fallen unconscious at the wheel on her way home from work, drove off the road, and came too as she was driving through a field. Out of reaction she cut the wheel and slammed on the breaks- ending up back on the road and head first into the tree. They said that if she had just stayed unconscious the car would have stopped in the middle of a field and not damage, but lots of questions.&lt;br /&gt;She broke her ankle when the brake pedal came back up into her foot- but the less than 4 month old car was totaled.&lt;br /&gt;That was my birthday in 1986--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for anyone born after 1998 I would think, they know September for a whole different reason- September 11, 2001.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the morning of course. I was staying with my parents, since Alexis was still only 7 months old. I was making her bottle that morning, when my dad told me to come look at the tv, someone drove a plane into a New York Building. As I stood there watching the tv, the second building was hit- and both of us knew there was something more to this day than either of us had ever known before.&lt;br /&gt;My father works for the Post Office- they did stay open that day. I remember going back upstairs to feed Alexis, and watching tv- every channel was nearly the same for the entire day. I remember hugging Alexis fearing what all this violence could lead too- what did I just bring my child into?&lt;br /&gt;When the Pentagon was hit, it starting to feel like a movie or bad dream. You were ready to expect another attack, some place else- then the fourth plane crashed in Pennsylvania. Was that all? is there more? are they just waiting for our guard to be down? The buildings falling, was just unimaginable- how do buildings that big just implode? The one reported explained that people were jumping off the building, and the report stated they were choosing their death because that is what Americans can do, choose for we have freedoms.&lt;br /&gt;That day did not feel like we were free.&lt;br /&gt;I remember going to work that day, to the salon I worked at. Granted not really anyone came in. Most of the schools closed after lunch time, and most businesses were also closed. I don't remember having one customer that day, but I do remember watching tv in the back lunch room. Waiting for something else to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I was reflecting on the post of yesterday. Yes it was tragic that all those people died. But if that building was hit at 2 am- and empty- would we have the same value of the day? If God had spared every soul involved, would we still feel "invaded" on by these terrorists? Those souls on Flight 93, were there for a reason also. That was God's plan for them, their predetermined destiny. Some would question, why a women that is pregnant? or a father? or grandparents? or a wife? But everyone is someone to another person-- that is their earthly value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Jackson may never right another song that touches an entire country like "tuesday morn" did. Maybe that was his purpose was to write that song- to be so in touch with everything that day and the ability to pen the words he did- that has to be God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter today is going to school, where they will discuss what happened 7 years ago today. She understands that some very bad people flew planes into buildings and it was very sad. She will learn the semantics of the day. To her it is another history day, that is all.&lt;br /&gt;Every generation has its Episodic memory- pearl harbor, Kennedy, King, R. Kennedy, Regan, and 9/11-- what will theirs be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-2629441434319797297?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/2629441434319797297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=2629441434319797297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2629441434319797297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/2629441434319797297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-morn.html' title='September Morn...'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-4492465946290342897</id><published>2008-09-10T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:35:38.868-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Plan B'/><title type='text'>Why? I dont' know</title><content type='html'>For what ever reason, I feel the need to read other blogs that are sad. I am currently reading a whole series of parents dealing with T-18 (trimosy 18 I think), and chormosome issue in babies prior to birth. Most do not survive but minutes to hours, a few I have found make it days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I found this site about a church in Tennesse, that is doing a  series on God's Plan B, and what you thought should happen and when it does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have the time, watch the video about Aubrey's life- it is amazing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutwax.tv/2008/04/28/rocked-to-my-core/#comment-9629"&gt;http://withoutwax.tv/2008/04/28/rocked-to-my-core/#comment-9629&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is how I felt and what I wrote afterwards:&lt;br /&gt;when I sat down and saw the video was 26 mins, I thought oh I don't have that much time to watch it-- but I could not stop the video- I watched the entire 26 mins.And it was SO right- I miscarried in 2003, after having a 27 weeker just two years prior (she is not 7 1/2, and has a brother and sister) and everyone asked me how I was not devestated by my miscarriage and they were so much more sad. It was not that I did not cry, I did in the office and in the car, then again when I got home and had to tell my husband. I even cried and begged for pain meds after my procedure.But I knew there was a reason for our loss. The years following 2003, were so of the hardest emotionally and financially for my family. We lost our house, two cars, and jobs. Every week we were on the edge of begging for money to buy food.I believe in my heart and my faith, God choice to keep our baby with him because he knew our challenges ahead, and did not want that baby to suffer with us. I believe my son, who was born 3 years later after many doctors told us we would never have another child, was that baby he held back- our daughter came just 15 months later and that was our reward for our faith.God has his plan, and it may not match your dream, thoughts, or whatever- and it is not until you put your trust and faith in his hands and say I will serve and follow where every you send me, that you will ever understand it.My faith started with the survival of my first daughter, who had no reason to fight for life but did. And each day my faith was stronger because of my children and being able to see God through there eyes. To experience "blind faith" that way, without any preconcievd notions of "how" life "should" be. When someone asks my oldest why she wears glasses, she does not say that it was because she is legally blind due to being born too early- she says it because "that is the way God made me!" And I love that about her. When I ask her why she was born so early, she says because she was in a hurry to see me and wanted out- that it was "her time" even though the doctors say she was early, she does not think so.&lt;br /&gt;Have faith, that even in the darkest parts, there is a reason. If there was not, you would not be here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-4492465946290342897?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/4492465946290342897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=4492465946290342897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/4492465946290342897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/4492465946290342897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-i-dont-know.html' title='Why? I dont&apos; know'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-4292573181382566611</id><published>2008-09-07T11:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:15:26.746-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blueberries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 yr olds'/><title type='text'>AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>No my daughter did not fall- but my 2 1/2 year old decided since hand soap is a no no, what about dish soap? So we went back for another mild drowning session this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That boy just does not want to learn  I think. He needs to "experience" everything over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to clean blueberry pancakes off my white ceramic tile, thanks to the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if you want to see pictures of my daughter's face &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/home"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WARNING: they are graphic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-4292573181382566611?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/4292573181382566611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=4292573181382566611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/4292573181382566611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/4292573181382566611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/09/again.html' title='AGAIN!'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080651083179610347.post-9126966106792852794</id><published>2008-09-06T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:30:53.334-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teething'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soap'/><title type='text'>First Night of Blogging</title><content type='html'>Oh this weekend is worth this blog--- my daughter who is 7 fell riding her bike- something they told us she would never be able to do- smashed up her lip, nose, chin, cheeks, and her right hand/fingers too! Thankfully she did not break anything and her eyes were fine, just surface wounds. We might loose a tooth or two- but we have done that before from a fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, my 2 year old son-- who is into EVERYTHING right now-- decided to use my nice bathroom soap for hair gel. So I was not sure at first what it was so I ran some water in his hair, and of course is made suds, so off to the tub we go. But not before he decides to rub it into his eyes. Now, he does not like baths as it is, never has, so imagine me trying to hold back a VERY mad 2 1/2 year old that is slippery from soap so I can purposely spray him in the face! I finished him up and dressed him for bed- as I told him he was okay and I love him, good night; he says "DADDY!!??" but of course dad is not home to save him, just the mom that tried to drowned him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third child, she is 14 months- slept through all of this. I have decided her defence mechanism for the pain of teething is just sleep through it. Which granted is great for me, but this is not a great coping skill for later in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well with all three kids in bed, it is 9:30 at night- time to start my homework !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4080651083179610347-9126966106792852794?l=madfamof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/feeds/9126966106792852794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4080651083179610347&amp;postID=9126966106792852794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9126966106792852794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4080651083179610347/posts/default/9126966106792852794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madfamof5.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-night-of-blogging.html' title='First Night of Blogging'/><author><name>All about Mad Mom:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DImGQhZVJM/SxdTqYlrEPI/AAAAAAAACEQ/F0GtzIKBnXA/S220/2009familyphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
