<?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-6801867490913900277</id><updated>2012-02-14T11:09:39.086-06:00</updated><category term='Easter'/><category term='Baby Woj'/><category term='Prayer Needed'/><title type='text'>The Wojtalewicz's</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thebump.com/?utm_source=ticker&amp;amp;utm_medium=HTML&amp;amp;utm_campaign=tickers"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thebump.com/Calculators/Tickers/TickerTicker.aspx?&amp;amp;TT=bdy&amp;amp;TT1=bdy&amp;amp;CL=29&amp;amp;CT=&amp;amp;CG=F&amp;amp;O=m_baby4&amp;amp;T=t_b22&amp;amp;D=20081013&amp;amp;M1=&amp;amp;D1=2008&amp;amp;T2=&amp;amp;T1=Abby&amp;amp;CC=0&amp;amp;CO=&amp;amp;step=5&amp;amp;radio=A" alt="NestBaby Baby Birthday Ticker Ticker" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-1895513850509343842</id><published>2010-01-01T14:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:58:56.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We spent Christmas in Minnesota this year, so we celebrated Christmas with my parents the weekend before we left. We had a great time with them! We went to Flemings for an early dinner and then went back to their house to open presents. Abby got a wagon from them, and boy was it a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting some lovin' from Gigi and Grandpa&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421872961224940770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sz5cu18bnOI/AAAAAAAABBo/iY5g3vM-_Xs/s200/IMG_0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421877608582766450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sz5g9Ws4X3I/AAAAAAAABBw/umO6XnC_Y6I/s200/IMG_0207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421877611262934098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sz5g9gr4fFI/AAAAAAAABB4/sEQauxVJhMs/s200/IMG_0213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421877621140552210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sz5g-Fe4-hI/AAAAAAAABCA/8uhTpdZTYvI/s200/IMG_0221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Out for an evening stroll&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421877630001568786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sz5g-mfhXBI/AAAAAAAABCI/Ywlj4iRmd50/s200/IMG_0274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-1895513850509343842?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1895513850509343842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=1895513850509343842' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1895513850509343842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1895513850509343842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-part-1.html' title='Christmas Part 1'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sz5cu18bnOI/AAAAAAAABBo/iY5g3vM-_Xs/s72-c/IMG_0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-274680846213300532</id><published>2009-12-14T21:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:16:08.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid's Crazy Christmas Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SycLscSDeNI/AAAAAAAABBY/L0Y2NS8Z3QA/s1600-h/IMG_2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415309935070378194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SycLscSDeNI/AAAAAAAABBY/L0Y2NS8Z3QA/s320/IMG_2597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went with our friends &lt;a href="http://itsamitchell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ben and Amanda &lt;/a&gt;and their little boy, Quinn, to their church for the &lt;a href="http://www.christmasatsecond.com/kids.htm"&gt;Kid's Crazy Christmas Show &lt;/a&gt;last Saturday. Let me tell you - it was awesome!! Abby and Quinn loved the music and the lights. We all sat on the floor and we tried to control our little ones from wanting to run up to the stage. Above is the best pick I could get of the two wiggle worms.  It doesn't look like my red-eye thingy on my camera was working that day..such is life!  Here are a few pics from the show.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The performance of 12 Days of Christmas - so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415309916510964562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SycLrXJJS1I/AAAAAAAABBA/e9SIlritn-o/s320/IMG_2579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quinn having fun dancing around&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415309922416292738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SycLrtJFc4I/AAAAAAAABBI/D72np5Hd-38/s320/IMG_2585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby is completely mesmerized&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415309909542399234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SycLq9LtbQI/AAAAAAAABA4/mML-yKlAk4k/s320/IMG_2574.JPG" /&gt;&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/6801867490913900277-274680846213300532?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/274680846213300532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=274680846213300532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/274680846213300532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/274680846213300532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/12/kids-crazy-christmas-show.html' title='Kid&apos;s Crazy Christmas Show'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SycLscSDeNI/AAAAAAAABBY/L0Y2NS8Z3QA/s72-c/IMG_2597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-4815741069189554555</id><published>2009-12-13T21:11:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:51:00.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Months and Growing!</title><content type='html'>My baby is 14 months old today...seriously - where did the time go? I look back at pictures of this time last year and she was so tiny. Last year at this time I was worrying when I needed to nurse her next and now she's eating all the same food as me and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom always told me that I wouldn't understand how much she loved me until I had a child of my own, and I never really believed her. Now, that over a year has gone by with this wonderful blessing in my life, I know how right she was. I love Abby with my whole self...I can't really describe how much I truly love her. It is really amazing to me that God has given me this much love to give to my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when I first graduated from A&amp;amp;M and I would call my mom maybe once a week. She would always tell me how I should call her more, but I never really listened. Now, I call my mom almost everyday on my way home from work. She told me the other day how much she looks forward to those calls so she can hear how I am doing and to hear what exciting thing her little granddaughter has done that day. I finally get it...I know that she looks forward to my calls just like I will look forward to Abby's one day. I like to think that Abby will "get" how much I love her, but probably not. She'll probably be just like me and won't fully understand her mothers love until she has my little grand baby running around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few things that Abby is up to these days:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* She says "Uh-Oh" all the time - it's because I always say that to her. I know I'm biased, but it is seriously the cutest thing I have ever heard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I'm trying to teach her about Santa and to say "Ho ho ho" but today I was thinking that what if she just starts saying "Ho" and nothing else. I'm sure I'll get a call from school, so I'm thinking I should stop trying to teach her that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* She likes to hit my mouth so I will do "Indian". The only problem is that her hits are getting pretty hard so I need to try and curb that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* When she is done eating she flings her food on the ground to the dogs. Another "funny" thing we thought at first, but now realize we have to "undo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Yesterday she started spinning around in circles until she couldn't stand anymore - super cute! She did it again tonight after dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* She loves to dance anytime she hears music playing - she will stomp her little feet and move her arms from side to side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* She will "sing" Christmas carols with me in the car. I love to turn down the radio and just listen to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Some of her favorite foods right now are Teddy Grahams, goldfish, bananas, carrots, peas and wheat thins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Christmas past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414930913071342738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SyWy-dTmJJI/AAAAAAAABAQ/4oas1dLlq1c/s320/DSC00522.JPG" /&gt;..and of Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414932469106130946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SyW0ZB_MwAI/AAAAAAAABAw/wQf50XJvgTU/s320/IMG_2514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414930928584209202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SyWy_XGJszI/AAAAAAAABAg/1cEs5yPN0F4/s320/IMG_2526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you Abby Cadabby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-4815741069189554555?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4815741069189554555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=4815741069189554555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4815741069189554555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4815741069189554555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/12/14-months-and-growing.html' title='14 Months and Growing!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SyWy-dTmJJI/AAAAAAAABAQ/4oas1dLlq1c/s72-c/DSC00522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7542856869707779206</id><published>2009-11-30T21:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:53:22.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Dressed Up!</title><content type='html'>My parents friends made a trip to India recently and brought back an outfit for Abby. Here she is modeling it. I love how her little belly sticks out! So cute!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 478px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 680px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i661.photobucket.com/albums/uu331/alp2485/Abby%20Indian%20Outfit/ClothesfromSamandRitu002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 800px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i661.photobucket.com/albums/uu331/alp2485/Abby%20Indian%20Outfit/ClothesfromSamandRitu003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-7542856869707779206?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7542856869707779206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7542856869707779206' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7542856869707779206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7542856869707779206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-dressed-up.html' title='All Dressed Up!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i661.photobucket.com/albums/uu331/alp2485/Abby%20Indian%20Outfit/th_ClothesfromSamandRitu002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8517741415999216207</id><published>2009-11-01T19:26:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:26:52.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Difference a Year Makes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399313547606785282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su43EJQOfQI/AAAAAAAAA9c/n22RtO71-YE/s320/DSC00235.JPG" /&gt; Halloween 2008 - Abby was 18 days old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399315511404985682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su442c-M_VI/AAAAAAAAA-k/V3pDNz6e2mM/s320/IMG_3927.JPG" /&gt;Halloween 2009 - A year later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures from Abby's first Halloween with her Gigi, Aunt Michelle and Aunt Amy! We had lots of fun last year with our sweet girl in her Halloween onesie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399313564388306834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su43FHxQL5I/AAAAAAAAA9s/JcJPL7QF968/s320/DSC00243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399313555948123794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su43EoU9NpI/AAAAAAAAA9k/pnRB3ozXxEY/s320/DSC00239.JPG" /&gt;And here we are a year later. We met Gigi and Grandpa at Chuy's first for some yummy Mexican food!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399321444421011938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su4-PzLdCeI/AAAAAAAAA-0/U76BJjWbtfc/s320/DSC01709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399313570993210370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su43FgX_BAI/AAAAAAAAA90/4JM4fAITsbk/s320/DSC01707.JPG" /&gt; Abby and Grandpa sharing a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399313580057571378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su43GCJGMDI/AAAAAAAAA98/wnFLWCLPpwc/s320/DSC01712.JPG" /&gt;Daddy playing airplane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went trick or treating with &lt;a href="http://itsamitchell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Quinn &lt;/a&gt;the Dinosaur and his parents. We had such a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399315493269040226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su441ZaQbGI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ejIVTA2ZBSo/s320/IMG_3875.JPG" /&gt;Abby hanging out alone - doesn't look too excited.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399315497306156770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su441ocx7uI/AAAAAAAAA-M/HtBKum0Yw9g/s320/IMG_3878.JPG" /&gt;Daddy is silly dressed up as Spiderman!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399315500288824738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su441zj51aI/AAAAAAAAA-U/AcNk-I2Xkxk/s320/IMG_3886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399315505224976242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su442F8xh3I/AAAAAAAAA-c/vrls6TeY8Cw/s320/IMG_3915.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399316129750728258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su45acfUPkI/AAAAAAAAA-s/-o9ON6p7pv8/s320/IMG_3937.jpg" /&gt; Going up to the first house - how fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-8517741415999216207?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8517741415999216207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8517741415999216207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8517741415999216207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8517741415999216207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-difference-year-makes.html' title='What a Difference a Year Makes!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Su43EJQOfQI/AAAAAAAAA9c/n22RtO71-YE/s72-c/DSC00235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-441452071963017736</id><published>2009-10-20T21:39:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:07:57.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>Abby turned ONE a a couple of weeks ago and I am finally catching up on blogging about it!  We had a great time with all of our friends and the party managed to go until 11:30! (Don't worry - Abby was in bed) Thanks to&lt;a href="http://itsamitchell.blogspot.com/"&gt; Amanda &lt;/a&gt;that took all the pictures and videoed everything for me - what a great friend!  Abby's 1 year stats at the pediatrician were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height 30 1/4" (85 percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight 20 lbs 7 oz (50 percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some things that she is doing:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a walking/running champ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is just like her daddy - a busy bee all the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves the Tupperware - I really don't think there is a need for actual toys anymore - ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has started using a spoon - I was so shocked, but one night while I was feeding her mashed potatoes she grabbed the spoon from me and fed herself.  Now she does this on a regular basis.  Granted, she makes a HUGE mess, but I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We order off the kids menu for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is starting to understand coloring...she needs some prompting to do it.  Daddy and I will help her color her kids meals at restaurants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves the dogs, even thought they don't really love her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She can say "dog" although it sounds more like "dah", but she points to the dogs, so I know that's what she is saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are some pics from the first birthday bash!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881827918679538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St54cG5NjfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/4O5kXkLoo7A/s320/54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881831580922418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St54cUiW8jI/AAAAAAAAA8U/OH5yQYb4Fy0/s320/68.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394880239055042818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St52_n6meQI/AAAAAAAAA7E/PKku1C4rsyk/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394880987391987442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St53rLsCDvI/AAAAAAAAA7s/cwscCPUAmf0/s320/30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881822971584402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St54b0du35I/AAAAAAAAA8E/MPrtFl9YFkg/s320/49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394880969726809170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St53qJ4U1FI/AAAAAAAAA7M/_qw146MiLsA/s320/13.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394880169652943058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St527lX2eNI/AAAAAAAAA6k/zSJkEZGkVbc/s320/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394880207701765362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St529zHZbPI/AAAAAAAAA68/CN5PmUmwfWg/s320/46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394880204293717394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St529ma2vZI/AAAAAAAAA60/5ylAZCbJ-KM/s320/43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394880184445181330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St528cemHZI/AAAAAAAAA6s/6tOST0UNwGM/s320/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394880983380890898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St53q8vtlRI/AAAAAAAAA7k/-N0DB0WFKrQ/s320/29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394880979348791298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St53qtuYoAI/AAAAAAAAA7c/X_kuNo3emF4/s320/27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882819913197282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St55V2XIpuI/AAAAAAAAA8k/KqSTjjD2AxY/s320/78.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882823222101778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St55WCsChxI/AAAAAAAAA8s/z5h4qNe_E9k/s320/79.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882827038822162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St55WQ6BDxI/AAAAAAAAA80/iWxQX_J4PcY/s320/81.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882832982324434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St55WnDDtNI/AAAAAAAAA88/qtra4k1IV2g/s320/94.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883261525622578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St55vjfvfzI/AAAAAAAAA9M/TNw2ED55pX4/s320/100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883271304085042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St55wH7G_jI/AAAAAAAAA9U/re2OTILimwA/s320/105.jpg" /&gt;We had such a great time celebrating our baby girls birthday with family and friends!  Abby obviously loved her cake and love having all eyes on her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-441452071963017736?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/441452071963017736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=441452071963017736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/441452071963017736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/441452071963017736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-birthday-party.html' title='First Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/St54cG5NjfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/4O5kXkLoo7A/s72-c/54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7898252885914723117</id><published>2009-09-27T23:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:07:43.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's 1 Year Pics</title><content type='html'>Abby is turning 1 very soon so Matt and I decided to have some family pics taken recently.  We had a wonderful time with our photographer, Kasey, and she took some truly amazing shots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to Kasey's blog that has some pics of Abby on it.  Just scroll down to the post dated September 22 - if you live in Houston, I HIGHLY recommend Kasey at Monkey Tree Photography!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monkey-tree-photography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://monkey-tree-photography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-7898252885914723117?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7898252885914723117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7898252885914723117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7898252885914723117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7898252885914723117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/09/abbys-1-year-pics.html' title='Abby&apos;s 1 Year Pics'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-344429352847793960</id><published>2009-09-13T22:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:20:06.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>I forgot to post a couple of pictures I took of Abby today in celebration of her fabulous 11 months of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381156842397421170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq21ozfCznI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/wuUaSWoCGkI/s400/Abby+11+months.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381156850866948370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq21pTCViRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Xn7WeDim7Uk/s400/Abby+11+months+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-344429352847793960?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/344429352847793960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=344429352847793960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/344429352847793960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/344429352847793960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/09/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq21ozfCznI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/wuUaSWoCGkI/s72-c/Abby+11+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8894913394855955613</id><published>2009-09-13T20:19:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:34:57.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...I'm a bad Blogger!</title><content type='html'>So maybe I'm not cut out for this blogging thing. It's so hard for me to find time! I have time after Abby goes to bed, but I'm usually catching up on laundry, dishes or an episode of &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/top-chef"&gt;Top Chef&lt;/a&gt;. When I watch &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/top-chef"&gt;Top Chef&lt;/a&gt;, I feel like I could be the next &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/top-chef"&gt;Top Chef&lt;/a&gt; if I just shopped at &lt;a href="http://www.wholefoodsmarket.com/"&gt;Whole Foods &lt;/a&gt;and installed some awesome &lt;a href="http://www.monogram.com/"&gt;GE Monogram &lt;/a&gt;appliances. Hmmmm....being a chef sounds so much better than being a tax accountant. Although, I do get to go to an awesome conference at the &lt;a href="http://www.ritzcarlton.com/en/Properties/LagunaNiguel/Default.htm?utm_source=google&amp;amp;utm_medium=cpc&amp;amp;utm_campaign=goobrandlagunaniguel1_snarz_x_tig&amp;amp;mktcmp=goobrandlagunaniguel1_snarz_x_tig&amp;amp;ptnr=thayer_banner_snarz"&gt;Ritz Carlton, Laguna Niguel&lt;/a&gt; in November. I can't wait! I think we're going to make a family trip out of it and go the weekend before the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....I intended for this post to be about my baby girl and I wrote an entire random paragraph. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on to Miss Priss. Abby is 11 months old today! E-L-E-V-E-N! Holy cow...that's almost twelve months. So my baby is almost a year old. C-R-A-Z-Y! Ok, enough of the hyphenated all caps words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the pediatrician 2 weeks ago for an ear infection and she weighed 20 lbs and was 29" long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing with Abby right now is that she is walking! We went to visit Matt's parents in Minnesota 2 days after she turned 10 months old and she took her first steps the night we arrived. Matt's dad and I were the only ones who saw it, but we all got to watch her walk throughout the trip. Now that a month has passed, she is getting really good. I would say that she definitely walks more than she crawls. She can be across the room and I can tell her to come to me and she will walk the entire way. Can you tell I'm a little proud. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from our trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq2v9rPWi1I/AAAAAAAAA6A/7AFcDi9lS3E/s1600-h/IMG_2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381150603891608402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq2v9rPWi1I/AAAAAAAAA6A/7AFcDi9lS3E/s400/IMG_2457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381150587561792066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq2v8uaBUkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/afRnldeoKZg/s400/IMG_2448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381150594545633170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq2v9IbGR5I/AAAAAAAAA54/OdhAdydSPvc/s400/IMG_2451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq2v8OTnZiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5pRl6lOmzVM/s1600-h/IMG_2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381150578944992802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq2v8OTnZiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5pRl6lOmzVM/s400/IMG_2420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another thing she started doing in Minnesota was clapping and pointing. Today we became members of our &lt;a href="http://lambofgod.net/"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt; and were standing up at the front. When Pastor Mark introduced us to the congregation, everyone started clapping and so did Abby. After service, everyone kept on commenting on how happy she was and how cute it was that she was clapping for us. I think she was just excited that all eyes were on her! Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and one last thing - she finally has teeth...well, almost!  She has 2 top ones coming in and one bottom one.  I thought I would be so sad not seeing her toothless grin anymore, but I'm not.  I think that since she's had that toothless grin for almost 11 months, I'm ok.  I really think her teeth makes her even more adorable than ever!  Of course I'm biased... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe she's 11 months old! It truly is amazing how much happiness she brings to us and our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-8894913394855955613?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8894913394855955613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8894913394855955613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8894913394855955613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8894913394855955613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/09/wowim-bad-blogger.html' title='Wow...I&apos;m a bad Blogger!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sq2v9rPWi1I/AAAAAAAAA6A/7AFcDi9lS3E/s72-c/IMG_2457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-4776249826141438638</id><published>2009-07-27T10:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:02:30.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months</title><content type='html'>Abby turned 9 months old 2 weeks ago. I took the obligatory pictures, just never got around to posting them. Here is my little girl...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363197816969760994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sm3n_8SiEOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/S_FmebbASEg/s400/Abby+9+Months_1.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363199151421586274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sm3pNngo-2I/AAAAAAAAA34/AfwgxgrZAlQ/s400/DSC01263.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363199535850651874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sm3pj_nrAOI/AAAAAAAAA4A/bVLQ8YaBi3o/s400/DSC01272.JPG" /&gt; Here are the stats from her 9 month appointment: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Length: 27 1/2" (55th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 17 lbs 6 oz (25th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head Circ: 44 cm (50th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every month that goes by, Abby gets more and more fun! Here are some things she is doing this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Loves cheerios&lt;br /&gt;* Cruising more and more – she’ll cruise from a toy to the couch.&lt;br /&gt;* Loves it when I open up the refrigerator door – thinks all the condiments in the bottom shelf are so interesting&lt;br /&gt;* Loves the stairs! She climbed all the way to the top a one night while daddy followed behind her and I video taped it.&lt;br /&gt;*Always wants to play in the dog food and water bowls. There have been a few times she’s been too fast and I’ll catch her with a piece of dog food in her mouth or the entire water bowl dumped on top of her.&lt;br /&gt;* Learned to high five – thanks Aunt Amy!&lt;br /&gt;* Waves bye-bye and gets it right most of the time&lt;br /&gt;* No teeth yet!&lt;br /&gt;* Has more fun crawling around the house exploring than actually playing with her toys.&lt;br /&gt;* She’s been saying “mama” a lot lately. I think she finally knows that I’m mama – it melts my heart when she says it.&lt;br /&gt;* Loves bath time and splashing around in the water and putting her face in the water.&lt;br /&gt;* Goes to bed around 8:30 and I wake her at 6:30.&lt;br /&gt;* Has 2 naps a day – usually about an hour each&lt;br /&gt;* Can stand without holding onto anything for 5 – 7 seconds&lt;br /&gt;* Likes to walk behind her lion push toy &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363199539818142978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sm3pkOZmHQI/AAAAAAAAA4I/yXhyE7NwdrQ/s400/DSC01273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363200223222799522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sm3qMAR9nKI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/pVKRqxRiVU0/s400/DSC01276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing to do with her is sit on the floor and play with her.  After she's been playing for a while, she'll crawl over to me and want to climb on me.  What a wonderful feeling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-4776249826141438638?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4776249826141438638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=4776249826141438638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4776249826141438638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4776249826141438638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/9-months.html' title='9 Months'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Sm3n_8SiEOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/S_FmebbASEg/s72-c/Abby+9+Months_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-2433085109468888507</id><published>2009-07-01T22:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:16:18.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Move</title><content type='html'>In the past week, Abby is on the move more and more.  Here she is crawling into daddy for her nightime bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8c86ab63e190679" 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://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08c86ab63e190679%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331450292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CD3E5829118FA7F56840250F9CF89EB1284AA98.166717459AA18589C684D54665233E48347BEFDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c86ab63e190679%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcC1XIDg2XlbYa2nxdJuckC1Wv0A&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://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08c86ab63e190679%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331450292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CD3E5829118FA7F56840250F9CF89EB1284AA98.166717459AA18589C684D54665233E48347BEFDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c86ab63e190679%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcC1XIDg2XlbYa2nxdJuckC1Wv0A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-2433085109468888507?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8c86ab63e190679&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2433085109468888507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=2433085109468888507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2433085109468888507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2433085109468888507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-move.html' title='On The Move'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-3318383014243070119</id><published>2009-07-01T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:54:19.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey &amp; Abby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Audrey and Abby had their first play date 2 weeks ago! We all met at Mi Rancho, a cheap Mexican restaurant close to our house. After dinner, &lt;a href="http://theriebels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leyla&lt;/a&gt;, Bryan and Audrey all came over and played for a while. Here are a few pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353688946284261074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Skwfu0k1btI/AAAAAAAAA2o/rsEVu8do7BE/s400/DSC01140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353688953304508098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SkwfvOul5sI/AAAAAAAAA2w/N6-3shnJXfk/s400/DSC01144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353688957538100418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Skwfvef9ZMI/AAAAAAAAA24/HVV94ST3CvI/s400/DSC01153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353688968943092658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SkwfwI_Hw7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/E1ckmGYwuME/s400/DSC01162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353688961964544306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Skwfvu_TkTI/AAAAAAAAA3A/PisdCBobKoo/s400/DSC01164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for coming over Audrey - we had a great time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-3318383014243070119?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3318383014243070119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=3318383014243070119' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3318383014243070119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3318383014243070119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/audrey-abby.html' title='Audrey &amp; Abby'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Skwfu0k1btI/AAAAAAAAA2o/rsEVu8do7BE/s72-c/DSC01140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-2822836967269057307</id><published>2009-06-13T21:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:40:00.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abby is 8 months old today! Where in the world did the time go?? Everyone told me that it would fly by, but I didn't really believe them in those first few weeks of sleepless nights. Here is the obligatory 8 month pictures I took tonight while she played.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002061829740258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SjReC6ykluI/AAAAAAAAA18/pzNuoRVwUAU/s400/DSC01134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My happy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002066629390930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SjReDMq5clI/AAAAAAAAA2E/C0zDj6eiAKc/s400/DSC01132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002076074369954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SjReDv2wY6I/AAAAAAAAA2M/8LPLMQzn0QU/s400/DSC01131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002078408735522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SjReD4jT-yI/AAAAAAAAA2U/OMWvQOmZbJE/s400/DSC01135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Crawling to get her block - I LOVE those bloomers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002079361451362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SjReD8GdRWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/505oyWB3ELY/s400/DSC01138.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"Reading" to herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Some things that Abby's doing this month - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*She is pulling up on EVERYTHING...my favorite is when I'm standing somewhere and she crawls over to me and pulls up on my pant leg. So Sweet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*She is a full fledged crawler - she loves to follow her mommy around the house!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*She stood alone without holding onto anything for a few seconds the other night. She let go of her toy she was holding onto and stood there for a few seconds before plopping down on her bottom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*One of her favorite things to pull up on is our wrought iron staircase banister. Something about the black iron she loves!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*She absolutely loves cell phones and remote controls. I usually give in and let her play with my Blackberry. Maybe she'll be a master texter like her mommy one day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*She's sleeping really well right now. She has finally started sleeping through the night again - thank goodness! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*I think she might be teething - she ran a low grade fever a lot of last week and was covered in drool, but I still don't see any little teeth poking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*I am officially weaning her from breastfeeding. Breastfeeding has been an awesome experience, but I feel like we have both gotten to the point where we are finished. She doesn't have very much interest in breastfeeding anymore and is constantly looking around while I try to nurse her. I am ready to be done too - I'm a little sad, but I've made the decision and I'm happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love her so, so much. With Matt being out of town the past week, it's crazy how much more my love for her has grown. Daddy will be back tomorrow morning and we can't wait to see him! We've been without him for 6 nights and are so happy he's coming home tomorrow!&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/6801867490913900277-2822836967269057307?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2822836967269057307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=2822836967269057307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2822836967269057307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2822836967269057307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-months.html' title='8 Months'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SjReC6ykluI/AAAAAAAAA18/pzNuoRVwUAU/s72-c/DSC01134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-3915638864834368972</id><published>2009-06-10T22:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:01:26.582-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer Needed'/><title type='text'>Prayers Needed</title><content type='html'>Today is our 3 year anniversary.  What normally would be a joyous occasion, is a sad day.  Matt's mom had a stroke on Sunday.  His mom, Marian, is only 62 years old...it came as a complete and utter shock.  Matt and I were on our way home from church on Sunday when we got the call from his brother. I really believe that there's a reason that God put it on my heart to go to church on Sunday instead of lying in bed with my baby girl and hubby (that's what I really wanted to do).  He already knew that we needed to start praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt left for Minnesota early Monday morning - Abby and I dropped him off before we headed downtown for the day.  When I got to work that morning, I told my co-worker &lt;a href="http://tiffaniandco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tiffani&lt;/a&gt; what had happened and then the flood gates opened.  Between &lt;a href="http://tiffaniandco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tiffani &lt;/a&gt;and another co-worker, Tina, they were really there for me, just listening to me cry and I really can't thank them enough.  They continued to reassure me that everything would be ok and took interest in every little thing I told them about Marian's progress.  Thanks girls - that's what I really needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesday were really hard days for me and Matt.  I decided to stay with my parents while he was out of town, because I knew I couldn't be alone.  At first I felt like a wimp for not staying in my house alone, but on Monday night, I was so happy to have my parents there to comfort me when I was bawling my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marian is doing really well, considering the circumstances.  It was her right side that  was effected. She is paralyzed on that side, but has already started moving her leg a little.  She still can't move her arm, but the Dr.'s are working with her every day.  Matt says that her mind is as sharp as ever - thank you Jesus!  The only problem is that she can't speak coherent words.  However, the therapist are working with her on this and Matt said that just last night she spoke some words and he understood her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part for me is knowing how much Matt is hurting and knowing that I can't be there for him or help him.  I am just trying to stay as positive as possible and trying to be a rock he can lean on, but I'm not doing a very good job.  Anytime we talk and he's crying, I'm usually right there crying with him.  It's so hard to be strong, but I pray everyday for strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ask you to please keep Marian in your prayers and please pray for complete healing.  Pray for her paralysis to be gone and for her speech to be restored.  I know that Jesus is a healer and I truly believe that she will be healed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-3915638864834368972?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3915638864834368972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=3915638864834368972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3915638864834368972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3915638864834368972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayers-needed.html' title='Prayers Needed'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-5355043583798789322</id><published>2009-05-18T21:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:01:08.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She Did It!</title><content type='html'>Abby pulled herself up last night all by herself. Here's a picture from Matt's Iphone. Not the best picture in the world, but all the pics I took are still on the camera and seeing as I need to go to bed, this pic will have to do for now.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337364208201356690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/ShIgeAK51ZI/AAAAAAAAA10/AltrsU_tdAM/s400/Abby+Pull+up.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE that little butt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-5355043583798789322?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5355043583798789322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=5355043583798789322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5355043583798789322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5355043583798789322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/she-did-it.html' title='She Did It!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/ShIgeAK51ZI/AAAAAAAAA10/AltrsU_tdAM/s72-c/Abby+Pull+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-875014723798611871</id><published>2009-05-18T21:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:49:18.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Date</title><content type='html'>Abby had her first date with our neighbor Quinn last Friday night! Quinn and his mommy and daddy (Amanda and Ben) came to pick us up in his fancy red wagon. Abby sure was excited! Unfortunately she started crying as soon as we strapped her in.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337360020969749106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/ShIcqRhF-nI/AAAAAAAAA1k/EarOMmXEAEg/s400/Abby+and+Quinn+Wagon.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337360715523864594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/ShIdSs7suBI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xu0FnlvFGIM/s400/ABby+and+Quinn+Wagon+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once we got moving she did better.   Maybe she was just trying to play hard to get!  Thanks for the ride Quinn - can't wait to to do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://itsamitchell.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-date.html"&gt;Amanda's post &lt;/a&gt;for some more pics of the big date!&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/6801867490913900277-875014723798611871?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/875014723798611871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=875014723798611871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/875014723798611871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/875014723798611871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-date.html' title='First Date'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/ShIcqRhF-nI/AAAAAAAAA1k/EarOMmXEAEg/s72-c/Abby+and+Quinn+Wagon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7617893129618300298</id><published>2009-05-13T22:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:41:28.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Months Old</title><content type='html'>My baby girl is 7 months old today. Here are some pics that I took of her tonight.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335516263345514210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguPxdIHZuI/AAAAAAAAA0c/AW4fQA_CG04/s400/DSC01070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Helping mommy in the kitchen &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335516268259105986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguPxvbm3MI/AAAAAAAAA0k/GMG5nOzasOU/s400/DSC01071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sticking the spoon too far in her mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335516768383620210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguQO2ilVHI/AAAAAAAAA0s/DHMJIXZHKpc/s400/DSC01077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taking a bath&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335518146975893426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguRfGMmB7I/AAAAAAAAA00/WFaDHaWNFWw/s400/DSC01078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Playing with a new toy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335518148100603618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguRfKYvvuI/AAAAAAAAA08/eaC7ybpwrQE/s400/DSC01079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking up at Daddy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335518150945766594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguRfU_FfMI/AAAAAAAAA1E/p-F--upAwSE/s400/DSC01080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Smiling at the doggies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335519392877400274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguSnniqUNI/AAAAAAAAA1c/LxyzYhaX6g8/s400/DSC01095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trying to pull herself up - not quite there yet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-7617893129618300298?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7617893129618300298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7617893129618300298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7617893129618300298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7617893129618300298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-months-old.html' title='7 Months Old'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguPxdIHZuI/AAAAAAAAA0c/AW4fQA_CG04/s72-c/DSC01070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-5251946071759090952</id><published>2009-05-13T21:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:20:11.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday was my very first Mothers Day! What a wonderful day it was, thanks to my great husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt started off the day getting up to get me Starbucks - my favorite! We layed around and relaxed that morning. We had plans to meet my parents for brunch/lunch at &lt;a href="http://www.flemingssteakhouse.com/"&gt;Flemings &lt;/a&gt;at 3,but before we went, he gave me his present. He bought me 3 different cards - one from him, one from Abby and one from the dogs. He even had Abby "sign" the one from her. It's just a bunch of scribble, but it's the most beautiful scribble I've ever seen! He also had flowers and balloons waiting for me - so sweet! Here is a pic of the flowers and balloons - the flowers are almost dead - I waited too long to take a picture of them! The flowers on the right are from Matt and the ones on the left are from my little brother Jonathan. I couldn't believe he was thoughtful enough to buy me flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335508972103856818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguJJDIo8rI/AAAAAAAAAzs/I4d-c5suFcM/s400/DSC01073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The best present of all was this picture frame with a pic of the 3 of us from Easter...so thoughtful! My heart was just overflowing with happiness!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335508978958174882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguJJcq1iqI/AAAAAAAAAz0/bzVAvaPp5fI/s400/DSC01074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a great brunch/lunch with my family. My mom bought me a beautiful Willow Tree Angel for my 1st Mothers Day - here's a pic from the website: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335510409247928626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguKcs6fMTI/AAAAAAAAAz8/i9SqBxi5CxE/s400/Willow+Tree+Angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are a few pics from lunch and later that night.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335513111447702946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguM5_ZHjaI/AAAAAAAAA0E/CvE08Lb5DGM/s400/DSC01051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335513109845851362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguM55bNPOI/AAAAAAAAA0M/kOLDFbV1LXQ/s400/DSC01053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335513117673191298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguM6WlY94I/AAAAAAAAA0U/MKX861pIRAw/s400/DSC01057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love you Abby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-5251946071759090952?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5251946071759090952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=5251946071759090952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5251946071759090952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5251946071759090952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-mothers-day.html' title='First Mothers Day'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguJJDIo8rI/AAAAAAAAAzs/I4d-c5suFcM/s72-c/DSC01073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-1557372948034768921</id><published>2009-05-13T21:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:50:24.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty, Flirty &amp; Thriving</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen that movie "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm3171128576/tt0337563"&gt;13 Going on 30&lt;/a&gt;"? I LOVE that movie! In the movie, the main character, Jennifer Garner, keeps on repeating "Thirty, Flirty &amp;amp; Thriving" when she is wishing she could be 30 and skip her adolescence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This phrase describes exactly how I feel. I turned 30 about 2 weeks ago and I feel great! I really feel like everything in my life is exactly how it should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my actual 30th birthday, Matt, Abby and I went out to eat at &lt;a href="http://www.tasteoftexas.com/"&gt;The Taste of Texas&lt;/a&gt;. Such good food! Abby slept through the entire meal, so Matt and I got to enjoy a peaceful meal with each other. I got a great Coach bag for my birthday from Matt! I've been wanting something small that will fit inside the diaper bag - I absolutely LOVE my new purse! Here's a pic from the Coach website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335505782499999122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguGPY70fZI/AAAAAAAAAzk/tNlnSF4XZ9s/s400/Coahc+purse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my 30th celebration I went with some family and friends to El Tiempo to eat some Mexican food and enjoy their tasty margaritas. Here is a family pic.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335504220475655522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguE0d8MhWI/AAAAAAAAAzc/2R6EJ5dZ_vM/s400/DSC01003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great 30th birthday and can't wait to see what my 30's have in store!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-1557372948034768921?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1557372948034768921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=1557372948034768921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1557372948034768921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1557372948034768921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/thirty-flirty-thriving.html' title='Thirty, Flirty &amp; Thriving'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SguGPY70fZI/AAAAAAAAAzk/tNlnSF4XZ9s/s72-c/Coahc+purse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-1608429755370837621</id><published>2009-05-09T10:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:29:47.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Ma!</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting up in my crib all by myself!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333845558957274146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SgWgRqRxdCI/AAAAAAAAAzU/WnTwOM2ugKo/s400/Abby+in+Crib+5_9_09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what I found when I went to get Abby this morning - my snuggle bug was sitting up in her crib, hanging onto the side.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The past few mornings when Matt and I have gone up to get Abby, we've found her sitting up in her crib, just waiting for us to get her.  Today I finally remembered to bring a camera with me so I could get a pic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were curious how she did this, but finally saw her in action last night.  When she's laying on her tummy , she pushes up with her hands and kind of twists her legs around until she's sitting up.  I know I always say this, but everyday she amazes me!  It's crazy how much babies learn in such a short period of time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-1608429755370837621?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1608429755370837621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=1608429755370837621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1608429755370837621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1608429755370837621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-ma.html' title='Look Ma!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SgWgRqRxdCI/AAAAAAAAAzU/WnTwOM2ugKo/s72-c/Abby+in+Crib+5_9_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7192253051154834103</id><published>2009-04-28T09:12:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:22:12.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We headed to Orlando last Tuesday to meet up with Matt's older brother and his family and Matt's parents! They were all so excited to see Abby and see how much she's grown since they saw her last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we got in on Tuesday night, we hung out in our condo. The place we stayed at was really nice - it was 2 bedrooms with a living area, a kitchen and even had a washer and dryer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329746063494853330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcPznmlstI/AAAAAAAAAws/xB4hE56NC3I/s400/DSC00949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abby showing off her hat and sunglasses to Grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329746067174119106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcPz1Ty1sI/AAAAAAAAAw0/anYEOVJqAHo/s400/DSC00948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abby showing cousin Ryan one of her favorite toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The next day, we got up and went to Seaworld! We had a great time and Abby was so good. I thought for sure that she'd only make it a few hours, but she made it the entire day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329747877570016050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcRdNjz8zI/AAAAAAAAAw8/fCPDqueTU7A/s400/DSC00950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About to leave the condo - with Aunt Lee Ann and cousin Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329747877130511266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcRdL7Bo6I/AAAAAAAAAxE/TkshfUAASPQ/s400/DSC00952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking a break with Grandma, Grandpa and Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329758407000341202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcbCGvoOtI/AAAAAAAAAzM/n4EcKceZFp0/s400/DSC00954.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing on Grandpa's lap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329747886007339378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcRds_bSXI/AAAAAAAAAxU/lyWJaFSigeE/s400/DSC00955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being a good girl in her stroller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749637439513122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcTDplZYiI/AAAAAAAAAxc/xLKxwuVECHA/s400/DSC00957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think she wants to order something off the menu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749639054704706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcTDvmfQEI/AAAAAAAAAxk/I9KwThwXeus/s400/DSC00964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking a nap on Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749656173199154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcTEvX2vzI/AAAAAAAAAxs/r-0rP0CcUs4/s400/DSC00969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting some lovin' from Grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749656625262226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcTExDorpI/AAAAAAAAAx0/NtfQHOKrVx0/s400/DSC00971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abby's new BFF - Shamu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329751623152028066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcU3O8JyaI/AAAAAAAAAyE/YtIUg8_GyBE/s400/DSC00976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With Mommy after a long day at Seaworld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After a long day at Seaworld, we came home and crashed! The next day, we got up and took Abby to the pool for the first time - she had such a fun time splashing around in the water. We bought her a float that she can sit in and she absolutely loved it! Her little legs were going so fast in the water...maybe we'll have a little swimmer on our hands! There were too many cute pictures from the pool and I couldn't decide which ones to post, so I'm pretty much posting all of them...enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329756740370486050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcZhGEG0yI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Qjx-pJsJXjA/s400/DSC00978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754173657735330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcXLsUGYKI/AAAAAAAAAyM/yrOG3hZvdWo/s400/DSC00982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754174932087618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcXLxD7c0I/AAAAAAAAAyU/bmhY2A5mzK4/s400/DSC00983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754179761825474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcXMDDbZsI/AAAAAAAAAyc/8zHRU-fWecs/s400/DSC00984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754189496233186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcXMnUSrOI/AAAAAAAAAys/2YtY07aagEM/s400/DSC00985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329756736915153266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcZg5MSoXI/AAAAAAAAAy0/MsN6OpVuO18/s400/DSC00986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329756738434349922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcZg-2fu2I/AAAAAAAAAy8/5RnxjMQIeH8/s400/DSC00988.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tired after a long day at the pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We had a great time in Orlando and can't wait to go back when Abby's a little older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-7192253051154834103?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7192253051154834103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7192253051154834103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7192253051154834103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7192253051154834103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/orlando-trip.html' title='Orlando Trip'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcPznmlstI/AAAAAAAAAws/xB4hE56NC3I/s72-c/DSC00949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-420884814868701429</id><published>2009-04-28T09:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:12:07.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gymboree Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Abby was invited to her first birthday party a couple of weeks ago! The party was at Gymboree Play and Music and was a lot of fun. The party was for a 2 year old, so everything they did was too old for Abby, but she still had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329744293863083874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcOMnNfz2I/AAAAAAAAAwc/kmBSmi75UZg/s400/DSC00935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329744173113269154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcOFlYf26I/AAAAAAAAAwU/PGMzuuFdXoY/s400/DSC00940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329744054879736066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcN-s7bUQI/AAAAAAAAAwM/2aeetnbk5TQ/s400/DSC00937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329744410257284786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcOTY0CXrI/AAAAAAAAAwk/D0ewzdPjtF0/s400/DSC00946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6801867490913900277-420884814868701429?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/420884814868701429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=420884814868701429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/420884814868701429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/420884814868701429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/gymboree-birthday-party.html' title='Gymboree Birthday Party'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SfcOMnNfz2I/AAAAAAAAAwc/kmBSmi75UZg/s72-c/DSC00935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-5390043466236058303</id><published>2009-04-15T11:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:58:10.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a great first Easter with Abby! Easter weekend started off Saturday morning with a visit from FedEx. Aunt Amy sent Abby 2 books, a pink purse, 2 dresses that her daughter, Caroline, wore on her 1st Easter and these adorable bunny ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324954119129715618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYJjvv606I/AAAAAAAAAvI/M_vKapVGbFs/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324954110970441650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYJjRWmL7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/jXrdT5zpvz4/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we sat around in our PJ's for a while, it was time to get ready for the neighborhood Easter egg hunt. Abby participated in the "o-2" hunt and got 2 eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324952259520308834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYH3gKfJmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/PPvUvHu__YA/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;YUM! Plastic Easter Eggs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324952267993871938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYH3_uvdkI/AAAAAAAAAug/VzWDtjTV_WM/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324953317207297650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYI1EWtznI/AAAAAAAAAu4/5s_T_h9xNVQ/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; Abby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324952271968837682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYH4OicoDI/AAAAAAAAAuw/CHtDaydssUs/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Abby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Sunday we went to church with Grandpa, Great Aunt Deb, Aunt Michelle and Uncle Jono. Gigi was still recovering from her cold and wasn't up to going with us. Abby's Easter dress came from her Great Aunt Deb. It's a beautiful smocked dress with embroidery on it and a white bonnet to match. Abby wasn't a big fan of the bonnet, but it sure looked cute on her! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324957396694798306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYMihoVD-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/fcEoa3jVh2c/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here we are after church &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324957402843756386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYMi4iWt2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/3Ji1JFJq484/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Great Aunt Deb &amp;amp; Abby (she wouldn't look at the camera!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since Abby's half birthday was the day after Easter, we decided to have a mini birthday party for her. Here's her cake (not that she could eat it - but the adults could!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324957409250838114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYMjQZ7BmI/AAAAAAAAAvo/sorZVFQZRCM/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I received this adorable onesie as a gift and I thought it was perfect half birthday attire! You can't really tell from the picture, but there is a tutu around the middle. We decided to make it a little more festive with the bunny ears and eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324957406374615298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYMjFsLWQI/AAAAAAAAAvg/KWBgpCIsLDQ/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left, my mom wanted to read Abby an Easter prayer from a book she has full of children's prayers. It was really sweet to see my mom and dad sitting there reading to her. (My mom would KILL me if she knew I put this picture up on the Internet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324957415039623106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYMjl-E38I/AAAAAAAAAvw/QJ82FXaLr5Y/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope you all had a wonderfully blessed Easter!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-5390043466236058303?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5390043466236058303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=5390043466236058303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5390043466236058303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5390043466236058303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SeYJjvv606I/AAAAAAAAAvI/M_vKapVGbFs/s72-c/Abby+-+6+Months+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-2335293344160429146</id><published>2009-04-13T20:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:24:07.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>Abby is 6 months old today! I can hardly believe it - where did the time go? Everyday she does something new that amazes me! The big thing right now is that she's sitting up. She still isn't 100% stable, but she does a pretty good job of maintaining her balance and staying upright. I usually have pillows all around her in case she topples over and I'm not fast enough. Here are a few pictures we took today in honor of her 6 month birthday!  In case you can read it, her onesie says "6 months". &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324350661190860754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SePkt3vlv9I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/LuIiF4xkk3o/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love those cheeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349724601077794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SePj3WrL0CI/AAAAAAAAAuA/N3Dge3KN3II/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349712731593954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SePj2qdR3OI/AAAAAAAAAto/hMQ4m8sUYKk/s400/Abby+-+6+Months+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Big smile for mommy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-2335293344160429146?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2335293344160429146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=2335293344160429146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2335293344160429146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2335293344160429146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SePkt3vlv9I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/LuIiF4xkk3o/s72-c/Abby+-+6+Months+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-4390371574806669419</id><published>2009-03-27T22:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:38:31.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Dearest Abby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are almost 5 1/2 months old...it's not quite your half birthday.  Every morning when I nurse you before taking you to daycare, I think about how big you are getting.  I love our special time in the morning...when it's just mommy and Abby.  I love how you nurse with such earnest at first and then lose interest and want to look around the room.  I love how you look up at me and give me a big smile with a mouthful of milk.  That truly melts my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much...Gigi told me that I would never understand how much she loved me until I had a baby of my own, and she was right.  I never realized how much I could love someone until the moment I gave birth to you.  It's truly unbelievable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to daycare during my lunch hour everyday and nurse you.  I love being able to do that.  I love that you are never crying when I walk into your classroom.  I love that Miss Gladys and Miss Cindy always tell me what a good baby you are.  Most of all, I love seeing you in the middle of my work day.  I get excited every time I leave work to see you.  Such an incredible feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love holding you close to me and nuzzling my face into your neck.  You giggle every time.  I think my hair on your face is what does it.  It must tickle you.  You are starting to reach out for me when I lay you down, but I think you are reaching our for my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love singing our special "Good Morning" song to you every morning...no matter how tired you are, you always smile up at me when I sing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and I love you so much and can't wait to see what the next 6 months bring.  I have mixed emotions...I want you to grow up and meet milestones, but at the same time I want you to stay exactly how you are and stay little forever.  I know once these times are gone, I will wish them back.  I remember reading once that children are really just on loan from God because they grow up to become adults one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you beyond words, my precious little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-4390371574806669419?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4390371574806669419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=4390371574806669419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4390371574806669419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4390371574806669419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dearest-abby-you-are-almost-5-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-1811930819494236995</id><published>2009-03-22T19:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:51:25.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin', Rollin', Rollin'...</title><content type='html'>We are rolling! The past month or so, we've gone up to get Abby in the morning and she's been on her tummy a handful of times, so we knew that she was rolling from her back to her tummy, but Matt and I hadn't actually seen her in action. That all changed Friday night. Matt was working late and I was home with Abby. She was laying on her playmat, I turned my head for a second and she was on her belly! Of course I broke out the video camera to hopefully catch her in action...no such luck. A little while later, she rolled over again, but I still didn't see it. This time I was determined to get it on video and I did! After that, she rolled 3 times in a row - back to belly, belly to back and then back to belly again. I was so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now as the weekend has gone on, we officially have a roller! We've had to make her play space on the floor a lot bigger so she has plenty of room to roll around. It's so fun to watch her! It's like it clicked all of a sudden and she's figured out how to get around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture Matt took of her on his Iphone this weekend that I just adore!               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316178422035669186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/ScbcG8gIYMI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ZphgMEt_sdU/s400/Abby+Happy+Close+Up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-1811930819494236995?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1811930819494236995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=1811930819494236995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1811930819494236995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1811930819494236995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/03/rollin-rollin-rollin.html' title='Rollin&apos;, Rollin&apos;, Rollin&apos;...'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/ScbcG8gIYMI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ZphgMEt_sdU/s72-c/Abby+Happy+Close+Up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7362697104908769306</id><published>2009-03-02T12:52:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:19:29.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate Fun</title><content type='html'>Abby and I have been busy! In the last week we've had 3 playdates and are about to have another one today with Leyla and Audrey. Our first one was with Cindy and Katy a week ago last Friday. I forgot my camera that day, so no pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our 2nd one was with &lt;a href="http://theriebels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leyla &lt;/a&gt;and Audrey the same day. Abby and I went to Leyla and Audrey's house, played for a bit and then went for a walk at a park close by. We came back, played some more and then our hubby's joined us and we went to dinner. Such a fun time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308667226115845906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SawstzNkrxI/AAAAAAAAAtA/muwCFcxHhfI/s400/Abby+%26+Audrey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308667218809032114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SawstX_fjbI/AAAAAAAAAs4/_DMDRCpUzsw/s400/Leyla+and+Allyson+resturant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308667208974601042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SawsszWyC1I/AAAAAAAAAso/Wgf4E8-t0Vc/s400/The+girls+in+carseats.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our 3rd playdate was last Friday with &lt;a href="http://itsamitchell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda &lt;/a&gt;and Quinn. Amanda, Ben (her hubby) and Quinn live 2 houses down from us. Quinn is a month and a half older than Abby and is so dang cute! He's got the cutest chubby feet I've ever seen! The four of us went on a long walk around our neighborhood, then came back to our house and hung out for a little bit. That night, we decided to do have a double date - we went to Chuy's - yum! Here are a few pics from dinner.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308669298467457202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SawumbUsyLI/AAAAAAAAAtY/GEik623DcOU/s400/Abby+and+Quinn+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can I touch your hair, Abby?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308669282836324178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SawulhF8n1I/AAAAAAAAAtI/yo5rcUMMY0M/s400/Abby+and+Quinn+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308669292140864066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SawumDwUokI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/5kjltFstnN8/s400/Abby+and+Quinn+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-7362697104908769306?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7362697104908769306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7362697104908769306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7362697104908769306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7362697104908769306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/03/playdate-fun.html' title='Playdate Fun'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SawstzNkrxI/AAAAAAAAAtA/muwCFcxHhfI/s72-c/Abby+%26+Audrey.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8846572264313368898</id><published>2009-03-01T08:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T08:21:22.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To My Crib!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SaqZeJ2o04I/AAAAAAAAAsY/iyTg9ujfyBI/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308223854129763202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SaqZeJ2o04I/AAAAAAAAAsY/iyTg9ujfyBI/s400/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I so happy you ask? It's because I am finally used to sleeping in my crib!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After being in her crib now for 2 weeks, Abby is finally getting used to it. It's kind of been hit or miss as far as sleeping through the night. The first week was the worse because she wanted to get up in the middle of the night and nurse. This last week things have been much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308223856539193378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SaqZeS1F0CI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7D7NutHuwow/s400/DSC00738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two nights ago we could hear her fussing over the monitor. Matt went up to check on her and found her on your stomach! She had rolled over in her sleep and couldn't get back to her back so she was a little mad. Too bad mommy and daddy missed it! She has to do it again at some point right? I have my video camera ready to go to capture the occasion on video, but every time I pull that thing out she stops what she's doing and gives me a blank stare. &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/6801867490913900277-8846572264313368898?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8846572264313368898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8846572264313368898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8846572264313368898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8846572264313368898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-my-crib.html' title='Welcome To My Crib!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SaqZeJ2o04I/AAAAAAAAAsY/iyTg9ujfyBI/s72-c/DSC00739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8128196449663418078</id><published>2009-02-22T19:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:08:21.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's 4 Months Old!!!</title><content type='html'>This big girl is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305803667103469058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SaIAUumqzgI/AAAAAAAAAr0/PQiezollhFU/s400/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I can’t believe how big she is getting! She had her 4 month check up last week and got 5 immunizations. She cried (and so did I!), but was ok once I picked her up and cuddled with her. She weighs 12 lbs 8 ¾ oz. and is 25 ¼” long.  For weight she’s in the 30th percentile and for height she’s in the 90th percentile…long and lean just like her daddy. Here's a picture of her sleeping that night with her bandaids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305802659042217154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SaH_aDSIzMI/AAAAAAAAArs/voUnmtzPj8Y/s400/DSC00711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past couple of weeks she has become quite the chatterbox. She talks non stop and the teachers at daycare said she does the same thing there all day. She’s still working on rolling over…she rolls from her back to her side easily now, but hasn’t quite figured out how to push her leg to make it the rest of the way over. From tummy to back she has some more work to do…she’ll get there soon enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another big thing she's been doing for almost 2 weeks is grabbing things and holding them. When she's laying down on her back, I'll hold a soft block over her, and she will grab it and try and put it in her mouth. I think it's just adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's found her feet and loves to eat them! Here she is one night when we were out to dinner with my parents. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305805040598385954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SaIBkrRYBSI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DlXWSBlV1n8/s400/DSC00705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305805044491625714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SaIBk5xmJPI/AAAAAAAAAsE/bDss9E-hCBU/s400/DSC00704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pediatrician told me I could start solids if I wanted…I’m not sure if we’ll do that or wait until she’s 6 months. I’m still nursing her and pumping everyday at work. It’s a lot of work, but it’s worth it. I just want to make it to 6 months and I’ll be happy. We’ve actually started supplementing with formula one bottle a day at daycare. I’ve had a hard time keeping up with the amount of breast milk she drinks a day and it was really stressing me out. Here is my breastfeeding/pumping schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 am – Get up and pump –she’s been sleeping through the night since she was 6 weeks old, so I’m really full in the morning after going 8 - 9 hours with no feeding.&lt;br /&gt;7:00 am – Feed her before I leave for work&lt;br /&gt;10:00 am – Pump at work&lt;br /&gt;12:00 pm – Go to daycare and feed her on my lunch break&lt;br /&gt;2:00 pm – Pump at work&lt;br /&gt;4:30 pm – Pump at work&lt;br /&gt;7:00 pm – Feed her at home&lt;br /&gt;9:00 pm – Last feeding of the night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We put her in her room last Friday night (the 13th).  It was hard, but I think we were all ready.  Since we've put her in her room, she's only slept through the night 2 times!  I think part of it was being somewhere new.  Hopefully she'll get used to it and go back to sleeping her normal 9 - 10 hours.&lt;br /&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/6801867490913900277-8128196449663418078?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8128196449663418078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8128196449663418078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8128196449663418078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8128196449663418078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/guess-whos-4-months-old.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s 4 Months Old!!!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SaIAUumqzgI/AAAAAAAAAr0/PQiezollhFU/s72-c/DSC00695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-6690609965573133687</id><published>2009-02-16T18:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:50:04.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photo Session</title><content type='html'>Click &lt;a href="http://studiobloomphoto.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-shoot.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see a sneak peak at our family photo session we had on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather wasn't great and it appears my hair wasn't cooperating, but I'm happy we got out to do them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-6690609965573133687?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6690609965573133687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=6690609965573133687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6690609965573133687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6690609965573133687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-photo-session.html' title='Family Photo Session'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-3938122497200077687</id><published>2009-01-18T21:47:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:23:54.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow...so it's been 2 months since i posted - yikes! We've been very busy.  We went to Minnesota before Christmas to visit Matt's family where Abby and I experienced our first blizzard! For Christmas we stayed in Houston with all my family. I went back to work on January 5. Matt's mom has been here since the first of January and will be here the rest of the month.  Knowing that Abby is being watched by her grandma has certainly made my transition back to work easier.  It was really hard the first week back, but last week was a little easier. Here are a bunch of pictures of Abby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP81_AQKAI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rBW5SVhZKTw/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292851991466223618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP81_AQKAI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rBW5SVhZKTw/s400/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Aunt Deanna and Uncle Rick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP81hyqMaI/AAAAAAAAAq0/uQhmeye6L9E/s1600-h/DSC00573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292851983624581538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP81hyqMaI/AAAAAAAAAq0/uQhmeye6L9E/s400/DSC00573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Aunt Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP81dkdhqI/AAAAAAAAAqs/llcPX8jkKYA/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292851982491289250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP81dkdhqI/AAAAAAAAAqs/llcPX8jkKYA/s400/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of many Christmas outfits I bought her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP81IG7zjI/AAAAAAAAAqk/HgiK6_V5TAc/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292851976730299954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP81IG7zjI/AAAAAAAAAqk/HgiK6_V5TAc/s400/DSC00558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP80x1M10I/AAAAAAAAAqc/tU-PoTgCdN4/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292851970750338882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP80x1M10I/AAAAAAAAAqc/tU-PoTgCdN4/s400/DSC00550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa and Abby Christmas morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7wVXYhyI/AAAAAAAAAqU/SChURrz2l_c/s1600-h/DSC00542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850794877978402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7wVXYhyI/AAAAAAAAAqU/SChURrz2l_c/s400/DSC00542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas PJ's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7wE8dYUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/4AJAlNcYVYg/s1600-h/DSC00522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850790470082882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7wE8dYUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/4AJAlNcYVYg/s400/DSC00522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cute Christmas outfit given to us by Tami and Della&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7vxazDHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/4ozseoUX43g/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850785228622962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7vxazDHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/4ozseoUX43g/s400/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gigi, Grandpa and Abby - Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7vlSzm4I/AAAAAAAAAp8/1fTIIDcuoRo/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850781973879682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7vlSzm4I/AAAAAAAAAp8/1fTIIDcuoRo/s400/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby sleeping in daddy's bassinet in Minnesota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7vlGcMxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/MJN-wpQ_eeM/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850781922013970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP7vlGcMxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/MJN-wpQ_eeM/s400/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking Abby to see Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP59VRFKJI/AAAAAAAAAps/lw6eg6gq8Vs/s1600-h/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848819166587026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP59VRFKJI/AAAAAAAAAps/lw6eg6gq8Vs/s400/DSC00457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Matt in the blizzard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP59FlzDUI/AAAAAAAAApk/JgoS0PmXCwE/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848814958513474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP59FlzDUI/AAAAAAAAApk/JgoS0PmXCwE/s400/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby and Grandpa sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP58sR91XI/AAAAAAAAApc/xX4VsvRcXxs/s1600-h/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848808164447602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP58sR91XI/AAAAAAAAApc/xX4VsvRcXxs/s400/DSC00438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby with cousin Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP58d0JNbI/AAAAAAAAApU/70WGTdJXfI8/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848804281267634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP58d0JNbI/AAAAAAAAApU/70WGTdJXfI8/s400/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby and Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292853034122201810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP9yrMzytI/AAAAAAAAArc/_08ojzs3CHE/s400/DSC00615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My future Delta Gamma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292852571413374786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP9XvebZ0I/AAAAAAAAArM/KvOci1Du8Iw/s400/DSC00619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Abby and Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292852574864617426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP9X8VRL9I/AAAAAAAAArU/VZgqwjGEGOs/s400/DSC00621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6801867490913900277-3938122497200077687?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3938122497200077687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=3938122497200077687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3938122497200077687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3938122497200077687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SXP81_AQKAI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rBW5SVhZKTw/s72-c/DSC00591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8127661893567929650</id><published>2008-11-17T19:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:13:51.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's a Month Old!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's already been a month since i gave birth to my beautiful baby girl! Since her birth, we've had lots of company, been on many trips to Wal-Mart and Target and been out to eat at a handful of places. Abby was also invited to her first party! Although it was an adult party given by Aunt Michelle and Uncle Jono. Here are some pics from that night. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269812053462882178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SSIiJFe6F4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/U0QyCJsHm6k/s400/Abby+-+1+month+old+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269812059678634626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SSIiJco28oI/AAAAAAAAAfc/MplzPpOrb14/s400/Abby+-+1+month+old+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With Grandpa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We celebrated Abby's 1 month birthday with Gigi, Grandpa, Aunt Michelle and Uncle Jono at &lt;a href="http://www.tasteoftexas.com/"&gt;The Taste of Texas &lt;/a&gt;- here are a couple of pictures from that night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269812071251721490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SSIiKHwGPRI/AAAAAAAAAfs/BdymtIXiRHE/s400/Abby+-+1+month+old+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With Grandpa &amp;amp; Gigi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269812075972333938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SSIiKZVlEXI/AAAAAAAAAf0/SeCaXx3TuHg/s400/Abby+-+1+month+old+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With Gigi &amp;amp; Mommy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269812656046990706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SSIisKSJ5XI/AAAAAAAAAf8/X4c9fqpOAHI/s400/Abby+-+1+month+old+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gigi giving Abby some loving&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269812661732929842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SSIisfdycTI/AAAAAAAAAgE/VSiQ2eMORlE/s400/Abby+-+1+month+old+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Worn out from the nights activities&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Abby and I took a walk around the neighborhood today.  It was a beautiful day, but kind of chilly, so I got to dress Abby in this adorable outfit from Grandma Wojtalewicz.  She looked so cute in it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269812669982616002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SSIis-MqqcI/AAAAAAAAAgU/BS-u7V2A9Mc/s400/Abby+-+1+month+old+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269812671088554098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SSIitCUV8HI/AAAAAAAAAgc/5rzc9IaR8v8/s400/Abby+-+1+month+old+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-8127661893567929650?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8127661893567929650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8127661893567929650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8127661893567929650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8127661893567929650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/11/abbys-month-old.html' title='Abby&apos;s a Month Old!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SSIiJFe6F4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/U0QyCJsHm6k/s72-c/Abby+-+1+month+old+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-6364923102545330281</id><published>2008-11-09T15:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:25:36.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress Up</title><content type='html'>My best friend Leyla had her beautiful baby girl - Audrey Marie - on October 28. Click &lt;a href="http://theriebels.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see pictures of this precious baby on Leyla's blog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby and I went over to visit Leyla and baby Audrey last Thursday. Here are some pictures from that day - we dressed our girls up in matching outfits, courtesy of Leyla's mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266771163088522210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SRdUd-Epi-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/djrLC0joHvY/s400/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266771170603724866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SRdUeaEacEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/lHYD94Ak9L4/s400/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266771176983362514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SRdUex1b-9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/1CccoWBX1I4/s400/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266771185620160946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SRdUfSAnEbI/AAAAAAAAAfM/6zgH1yC-c0Q/s400/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the picture with their tiny feet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-6364923102545330281?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6364923102545330281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=6364923102545330281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6364923102545330281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6364923102545330281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/11/dress-up.html' title='Dress Up'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SRdUd-Epi-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/djrLC0joHvY/s72-c/DSC00283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-2858239578290658359</id><published>2008-10-20T12:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:55:03.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girly Girl</title><content type='html'>Abby is definitely going to be a girly girl ~ she didn't cry at all when she had this bow on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPzFtPzkS-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/WVLp9_sNchU/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259295845989501922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPzFtPzkS-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/WVLp9_sNchU/s400/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPzFtsXkCBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/odLHUjhvhPU/s1600-h/DSC00178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259295853656672274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPzFtsXkCBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/odLHUjhvhPU/s400/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPzFuLOw9SI/AAAAAAAAAeU/d9MM0QOLXls/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259295861941269794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPzFuLOw9SI/AAAAAAAAAeU/d9MM0QOLXls/s400/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259295837361716226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPzFsvqivAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LhK3HLPisrI/s400/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-2858239578290658359?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2858239578290658359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=2858239578290658359' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2858239578290658359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2858239578290658359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/10/girly-girl.html' title='Girly Girl'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPzFtPzkS-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/WVLp9_sNchU/s72-c/DSC00177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8085105876822992208</id><published>2008-10-15T18:17:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:22:52.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our beautiful baby girl arrived Monday, October 13 at 1:22 pm. My labor and delivery were awesome with only a few minor hiccups in the beginning. I'll post my birth story later, but here are a few of my favorite pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257525698993984706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPZ7xIYGFMI/AAAAAAAAAck/Zs34bscEKqQ/s400/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Leaving for the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257526577861896594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPZ8kSaiKZI/AAAAAAAAAc0/tSiiuMMWxUA/s400/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Welcome to the world Abby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257527156459793714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPZ9F93BbTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3buuX6MXJms/s400/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at those long skinny legs and arms! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257527572317207202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPZ9eLDJ-qI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gXjEMOa8DMI/s400/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our first family photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257528077967061330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPZ97mvecVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/hra2bEMVFpQ/s400/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandpa, Uncle Jono and Gigi looking at the newest addition to our family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258560004947281810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPoodqT1h5I/AAAAAAAAAd0/vwgig4zvtKI/s400/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Close Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258556979114471378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPoltiNE79I/AAAAAAAAAdc/4vuW6pTndFI/s400/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jenny, Leyla, me and Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258557748775993538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPomaVarwMI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vPRR9POR9Yg/s400/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Layla, Abby and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258558281859937362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPom5XTzNFI/AAAAAAAAAds/zqlrof3mf-8/s400/DSC00099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My beautiful baby girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-8085105876822992208?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8085105876822992208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8085105876822992208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8085105876822992208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8085105876822992208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/10/abbys-here.html' title='Abby&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SPZ7xIYGFMI/AAAAAAAAAck/Zs34bscEKqQ/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-9138943465021887675</id><published>2008-10-08T10:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:00:39.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Dr's Appointment</title><content type='html'>I had my final doctor's appointment yesterday!  It was supposed to be today, but yesterday morning I was having some chest pains so they told me to come in and get checked out.  My Dr. sent me over to the hospital to have some tests run and everything came back normal.  Thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my appointment my Dr. scheduled my induction - woo hoo!  I will go in Sunday evening and get started on Cervidil to soften my cervix and then they will start me on Pitocin Monday morning.  The nurse told me that first time mom's usually take longer to deliver so Abby probably won't be here until Monday evening.  My doctor told me that now that we've scheduled my induction I'll probably go into labor on my own - I hope she's right!  I've only had a few small contractions over the past few days so I really think it's going to take inducing me to have this baby, but you never know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-9138943465021887675?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/9138943465021887675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=9138943465021887675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/9138943465021887675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/9138943465021887675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-drs-appointment.html' title='Last Dr&apos;s Appointment'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-4745624388437912936</id><published>2008-10-05T19:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:31:47.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Pregnant</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow's my due date and there is no sign of Abby.  I've had a couple of small contractions here and there, but nothing timeable.  My Dr. was out of town last week, so I had an appointment with her nurse practitioner instead.  The nurse practitioner told me that at my next appointment we would talk about induction and get me on the hospital's induction schedule .  My appointment is Wednesday, so depending on what the hospital has available, it looks like I will have my beautiful baby girl in my arms at the end of this week or first part of next week!  Not much longer, but it somehow still seems like an eternity to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-4745624388437912936?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4745624388437912936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=4745624388437912936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4745624388437912936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4745624388437912936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-still-pregnant.html' title='I&apos;m Still Pregnant'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7891937815456207203</id><published>2008-09-27T10:19:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:58:28.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Nursery</title><content type='html'>I have finally gotten around to taking pictures of the nursery! Woo hoo! I absolutely love how the nursery turned out...now all I need is a baby to go in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722023708142738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5P3G1xrJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/mb6Vy1-7I90/s400/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250730614446141698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5XrJ1UsQI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/eLvQO1ICWJ8/s400/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722031247242418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5P3i7PNLI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/DsEcAolhSeQ/s400/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250723331239884258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5RDNxoteI/AAAAAAAAAb4/nACIP3Yutz8/s400/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250723332699277298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5RDTNlR_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/b87v8n2fhUs/s400/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722440053454530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5QPV2O9sI/AAAAAAAAAao/6ECdr6ExVbU/s400/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722430880460450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5QOzrOLqI/AAAAAAAAAag/ndu6TBT88nI/s400/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722820068129554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5QldgyuxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ZzCZMis7K1M/s400/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722427643194498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5QOnnZbII/AAAAAAAAAaQ/auauy2NoCy4/s400/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are 2 onesies my friend Layla bought me! Aren't they cute?? I can't wait to get Abby in them with the adorable matching bows!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250730203521834274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5XTPBVXSI/AAAAAAAAAcI/N-AGTkGOvFs/s400/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-7891937815456207203?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7891937815456207203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7891937815456207203' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7891937815456207203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7891937815456207203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/09/abbys-nursery.html' title='Abby&apos;s Nursery'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SN5P3G1xrJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/mb6Vy1-7I90/s72-c/DSC00009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7811368864984767603</id><published>2008-09-26T09:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:16:40.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Rest Beauty</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my last day of work - I have been placed on bed rest by my Dr. for high blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a Dr.’s appointment Wednesday and it turns out I have started to progress – woo hoo!  I’m 1 cm dilated and my cervix is 50% thinned out.  The bad part of the appointment was that my blood pressure was high.  The first reading was 138/86 and the second reading was 150/90.  My doc also noticed how swollen my feet and hands were.  My hands have just started swelling badly in the last week or so.  She told me she wanted to send me over to the hospital to be checked out. &lt;br /&gt;I went to the hospital and they checked me in – they monitored Abby’s heartbeat and my uterus to make sure I wasn’t having contractions.  They also took blood and did another ultrasound which lasted over an hour!  From the measurements they took during the ultrasound they could tell that Abby is 6lbs 11oz!  All of the blood work and testing came back fine, but my Dr. decided to put me on bed rest until Abby gets here.  She told me I could go to work on Thursday to finish things up, but after that I needed to be at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am...sitting in bed, blogging and watching &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0281358/"&gt;A Walk to Remember&lt;/a&gt;.  Such an awesome chick flick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note - I only have 10 days until my due date!  Holy cow - time sure does fly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-7811368864984767603?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7811368864984767603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7811368864984767603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7811368864984767603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7811368864984767603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/09/bed-rest-beauty.html' title='Bed Rest Beauty'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7114552323627509733</id><published>2008-09-21T14:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:52:20.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Power!</title><content type='html'>We finally got power on Friday - thank goodness! We stayed at 3 different houses during our week without power and it's nice to just be in our bed. Here are some pictures that Matt took the morning after the storm in our neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNakO2C1CxI/AAAAAAAAAYs/mkir9WeXs0s/s1600-h/IMG_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248562990679395090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNakO2C1CxI/AAAAAAAAAYs/mkir9WeXs0s/s400/IMG_2364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248562993619484866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNakPA_zQMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OyMr4i2hQQg/s400/IMG_2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNakP-gue3I/AAAAAAAAAY8/Zsndcv0TcOY/s1600-h/IMG_2370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248563010132147058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNakP-gue3I/AAAAAAAAAY8/Zsndcv0TcOY/s400/IMG_2370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNakQEBDX6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/TY7T7Wwpeh4/s1600-h/IMG_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248563011609911202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNakQEBDX6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/TY7T7Wwpeh4/s400/IMG_2372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248562983361730242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNakOayKVsI/AAAAAAAAAYk/YhFOXIANDGU/s400/IMG_2371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248564290168534050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNalafBLtCI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ryVtMC7WMK4/s400/IMG_2387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248564303076830322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNalbPGwrHI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gMJon5dA4xA/s400/IMG_2389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6801867490913900277-7114552323627509733?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7114552323627509733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7114552323627509733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7114552323627509733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7114552323627509733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/09/power.html' title='Power!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SNakO2C1CxI/AAAAAAAAAYs/mkir9WeXs0s/s72-c/IMG_2364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-283116989538530205</id><published>2008-09-14T13:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:06:27.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath</title><content type='html'>Hurricane Ike showed his fury 2 nights ago.  We lost power about 1:00 am on Friday night.  It really wasn't too bad at first without air or electricity, but then again we were sleeping (or trying to at least).  We are very fortunate that our house did not sustain any damage.  We had lots of tree branches and debris in our yard, on our windows and driveway, but that was it.  We drove around the neighborhood and there were lots of fallen trees, mostly in streets and not on houses thank goodness!  We took a lot of pictures, but i don't have the means to upload those pictures yet...I will have to do that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came, along with my parents, to La Grange last night to stay with my sister-in-laws parents.  There are 8 people and 10 dogs here!  Quite a crowd, but we are so so thankful to Michelle and her parents for putting all of us up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Michelle's birthday so it's neat that we are all together to celebrate!  We are having a fish fry tonight - can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-283116989538530205?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/283116989538530205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=283116989538530205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/283116989538530205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/283116989538530205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/09/aftermath.html' title='The Aftermath'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-6534609093085206235</id><published>2008-09-12T11:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:04:50.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Hike Ike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hurricane Ike is on his way to Houston! Matt and I have decided not to leave town. The last time we left town for a hurricane was 3 years ago for Rita and lets just say that was not a pleasant experience. Our offices are closed today so we've just been hanging out this morning listening to the updates of the storm and making sure everything outside on our patio and around our house is picked up. We've made a couple of trips to Wal-Mart the past 2 days and I think we have everything we need. The Wal-Mart by our house is closing at noon today, so if we don't have it now, hopefully we won't need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people in our neighborhood decided to board up their windows...we did not. I have 2 things that worry me about the storm. Numero Uno are the trees and power lines behind our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245179716734221314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMqfKYcG_AI/AAAAAAAAAYM/46pPgIB7zwQ/s400/IMG_2332.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;You can't really see the power lines above, but they're there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing on my mind are the big windows we have in the back of our house. I've been reassured many times that new homes in our area are built to withstand hurricane force winds, but with all the trees behind us, I'm worried about flying branches breaking the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245179729363688626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMqfLHfNXLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/LY8BW6rDeyI/s400/IMG_2334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I think I've finally started my nesting phase...I've done 3 loads of laundry, cleaned out a cabinet, a drawer and a closet - all before 10 am today. I've also done dishes and paid some bills. While I was cleaning out the closet Matt told me to stop because I was making him nervous with all the nesting I was doing. Supposedly right before you give birth, women get this burst of energy and nest. I definitely don't want to go into labor during the storm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my 36 week Dr.'s appointment yesterday and my Dr. told me everything looks great! I haven't began to dilate yet, but she assured me that's not a big deal. I told her about some pelvic pressure I've been having lately and she told me that's just Abby getting into position for birth. My Dr. is going to be out of town for my due date so she told me if I've made progress before she leaves town, then we will probably induce. I asked what dates she was looking at and she told me September 22 - 26. That's only a week and a half away! Granted, this may not happen and I may go past my due date - who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to listen to more updates on Ike and get a few more things done before the storm hits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-6534609093085206235?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6534609093085206235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=6534609093085206235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6534609093085206235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6534609093085206235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-hike-ike.html' title='Take a Hike Ike!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMqfKYcG_AI/AAAAAAAAAYM/46pPgIB7zwQ/s72-c/IMG_2332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8825251366391917984</id><published>2008-09-04T20:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:19:31.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The wonderful ladies at Kinder Morgan (where Matt and I both work) gave us a fabulous baby shower last week. We got so many nice things...it was overwhelming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242352900895860882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMCUMC0i6JI/AAAAAAAAAXc/wrCvddXgq14/s400/Baby+Shower+-+Work+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Present Table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242352905320944242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMCUMTTkUnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/rd5AsjlFgQE/s400/Baby+Shower+-+Work+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Matt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242352911204221298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMCUMpOQAXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Foe7oH3Q5_A/s400/Baby+Shower+-+Work+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Delicious Cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242352919319957442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMCUNHdMT8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/Zh3vqxZr5Mg/s400/Baby+Shower+-+Work+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A cute pair of slippers we got - there's a matching robe and towel to go along with it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Below is a rocking horse that the girls wanted to get us, but unfortunately it is on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;backorder&lt;/span&gt; at Pottery Barn Kids.  Instead, they gave us a gift certificate so we could buy it.  As soon as the shower was over I went back to my cube and purchased this adorable rocker!  It won't be here until mid October, but Abby's not exactly going to be able to ride it for a while anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242353999341897714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMCVL-2fR_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/gImJfQLgKZU/s400/Toy+Horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242352922195579682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMCUNSKy0yI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Yo3Lm5r7AEY/s400/Baby+Shower+-+Work+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Hostesses: Shannon, Sara, Matt, me, &lt;a href="http://tiffaniandco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tiffani&lt;/a&gt; and Tina&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks ladies - it was a fabulous shower!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-8825251366391917984?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8825251366391917984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8825251366391917984' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8825251366391917984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8825251366391917984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-shower-2.html' title='Baby Shower #2'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SMCUMC0i6JI/AAAAAAAAAXc/wrCvddXgq14/s72-c/Baby+Shower+-+Work+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-5010757865482486990</id><published>2008-08-27T19:50:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:29:05.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower #1</title><content type='html'>I had my first baby shower last Saturday. I had such a great time and my friends did a fabulous job. Everything was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239368102008890770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLX5h4fApZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/C_YPB7t7xs0/s400/Shower+Hosts.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Hostesses: Shawn, Jenny, me and &lt;a href="http://theriebels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leyla &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Each of these girls are very special to me. I have been through a lot with all of them. Jenny was my "Big Sis" in my sorority, &lt;a href="http://www.deltagamma.org/"&gt;Delta Gamma&lt;/a&gt;, and I met Shawn through Jenny when I pledged DG. They were roommates and always had me over to their apartment for dinner or just to hang out. The 3 of us lived together in the sorority house and had tons of fun! We were kind of like the 3 musketeers...wherever one of us was, the other 2 were sure to follow. They are 2 of my very best friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theriebels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leyla&lt;/a&gt; and I have been best friends since we were in 2nd grade! We both went to A&amp;amp;M and lived together our sophomore year in the dorm. It's crazy because &lt;a href="http://theriebels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leyla&lt;/a&gt; is also pregnant with her first baby and it's a girl! She is due November 11 - just 5 weeks after me! I envision our little girls being the best of friends just like we are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I couldn't ask for better friends! I love you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLYA_Zl-8ZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Ok3cwmVgBwM/s1600-h/Preggo+BFF%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239376550938933186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLYBNrM598I/AAAAAAAAAWs/gh7TI4ApqLU/s400/Preggo+BFF%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Preggo BFF's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here are some detail pictures from the shower...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239377115814645810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLYBujhxUDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/IQtLrOZTJ-I/s400/Diaper+Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The beautiful diaper cake &lt;a href="http://theriebels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leyla&lt;/a&gt; made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239373515177481602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLX-c-G-VYI/AAAAAAAAAWM/6Q1Ti7bLZBM/s400/Cake+Table.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The cake table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239373513826266770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLX-c5E0bpI/AAAAAAAAAWU/StpkAFWdALE/s400/Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The yummy cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239373514843239538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLX-c83SNHI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tChJTPveW3k/s400/Food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The island of food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239386887803971378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLYKnXBlJzI/AAAAAAAAAXE/puqagpo0Zr8/s400/Decorations+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239386895213039842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLYKnyoCkOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/H19MuY6iJ8g/s400/Decorations+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239386899886723282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLYKoECVUNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hLfG2qE0kek/s400/Decorations+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The favors - these cute boxes were filled with pink and white M&amp;amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks to everyone who came - I had the best time and couldn't imagine anything better! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-5010757865482486990?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5010757865482486990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=5010757865482486990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5010757865482486990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5010757865482486990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-shower-1.html' title='Baby Shower #1'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SLX5h4fApZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/C_YPB7t7xs0/s72-c/Shower+Hosts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-1116708031865711916</id><published>2008-07-30T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:59:09.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Week Dr. Appointment</title><content type='html'>I had my 30 week Dr. appointment today.  My Dr. measured me and I am measuring at 31 weeks, which she said is good, because I'm 30 weeks 2 days today.  I asked her about my fatigue, dizziness, headaches and swelling and her explanation was what I thought it would be...I'm pregnant!  I got to hear Abby's heartbeat and it was a strong 149 bpm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last couple of weeks I've started feeling Abby move so much more.  Instead of small little kicks, I feel her whole body move and I can see my whole belly move.  It's the craziest thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we plan on touching up our paint job in the nursery and move the other furniture into the nursery.  I will be sure to post pics once we're done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-1116708031865711916?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1116708031865711916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=1116708031865711916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1116708031865711916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1116708031865711916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/07/30-week-dr-appointment.html' title='30 Week Dr. Appointment'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-2342729322205458350</id><published>2008-07-29T18:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:41:04.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Work!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited - I have my last day of work set before maternity leave!  My last day will be September 26, provided Abby doesn't decide to make an early appearance and my Dr. doesn't have me go out early.  It's so nice that there's an end in sight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-2342729322205458350?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2342729322205458350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=2342729322205458350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2342729322205458350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2342729322205458350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-day-of-work.html' title='Last Day of Work!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-3497550490752908121</id><published>2008-07-28T20:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:57:54.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Switch Has Flipped!</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness - I can hardly believe I am already 30 weeks!  Just 10 short weeks until Abby's due date...time sure does fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I hit the 30 week mark and it's like the "on" switch in my body was flipped "off".  I don't know how else to describe it, but all day I've been battling fatigue, headaches, dizziness and swelling.  I hope this doesn't last the rest of the pregnancy.  I've been blessed so far with such an easy pregnancy.  I've had the normal tiredness and swelling and a few food aversions, but other than that, life has been good.  I've loved being pregnant!  Then today hit and all that went out the window.  I was sitting at work today thinking "How in the world am I going to get through 10 more weeks of work?"  I'm hopeful that this will pass and I'll start feeling better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Dr.'s appointment Wednesday and I plan to mention all this to her.  I'm sure she'll just tell me that it's part of being pregnant and I need to suck it up!  Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-3497550490752908121?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3497550490752908121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=3497550490752908121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3497550490752908121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3497550490752908121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-switch-has-flipped.html' title='My Switch Has Flipped!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-6791808007394073166</id><published>2008-07-21T20:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:12:10.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby LaRue</title><content type='html'>That's the name we will be naming our precious baby girl!  We've known it for a while, but since I'm a slacker with posting, I keep on forgetting to post about it.  Matt and I both love the name Abby so that wasn't too hard to decide on.  Although, the little girl that lives next door is named Abby so that gave us some reservations at first.  But then we thought about it and realized that we can't not name our little girl a name we love because the neighbor girl is named that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaRue is my middle name and I was blessed with the name thanks to my grandma.  The name was my paternal grandma's maiden name.  My grandma was one of the most caring, loving people I have ever known.  We would visit her house every summer in the tiny town of &lt;a href="http://www.steelville.com/"&gt;Steelville, MO&lt;/a&gt; - population 1,400.  We would go fishing and on canoe trips when we visited.  I love that I can pass such a meaningful name onto my daughter.  I wish that she would get the opportunity to meet her great grandma, but she went to heaven in 2005.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-6791808007394073166?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6791808007394073166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=6791808007394073166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6791808007394073166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6791808007394073166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/07/abby-larue.html' title='Abby LaRue'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-5215615112202123956</id><published>2008-06-30T19:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:43:15.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babymoon</title><content type='html'>Matt and I visited sunny Ft. Lauderdale, Florida 3 weeks ago!  It was our last beach getaway before the baby comes.  We went for a long weekend and had a fabulous time.  We laid out by the pool the first day and on the beach the other 2 days.  Here are a couple of pictures of the view from our room.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217836837745775298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl69WnI0sI/AAAAAAAAAUk/andxlLZZP1c/s320/IMG_2139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217836827420300786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl68wJWlfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6-i3eBGsVr0/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We stayed at &lt;a href="http://www.marriottharborbeach.com/"&gt;The Marriott Harbor Beach&lt;/a&gt;.  It was a beautiful property and had a lot of fun activities around the pool all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first night there, we ate a restaurant in the hotel.  We both had some yummy local fish and I had banana creme brulee for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217836801658529314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl67QLRJiI/AAAAAAAAAUE/s74WYNcykVc/s320/IMG_2129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are laying out on the beach.  The beach was beautiful and the water was such a perfect temperature.  We ended up floating around in the ocean for a good part of the day.  It's nice to be weightless when you're pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl72HM0gqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WOgmMDilqjU/s1600-h/IMG_2148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217837812861403810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl72HM0gqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WOgmMDilqjU/s320/IMG_2148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The second night we had tickets to a comedy show.  We saw Tom Wilson.  For those of you a little rusty on your Back To the Future trivia, Tom Wilson is Biff from the trilogy.  He was so funny!  Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEiWDuAXbV4"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for the song he sang at the performance.  It's a funny tune about Back To The Future.  The comedy show was at &lt;a href="http://www.seminolehardrockhollywood.com/"&gt;Seminole Hard Rock Casino&lt;/a&gt;, so after the show we brushed up on our Black Jack playing skills.  I was able to stay up until 1:30 am - quite the fete for me these days.  I was really proud of myself.   Here's a picture of me and Matt at the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217837806307570530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl71uyQ82I/AAAAAAAAAUs/e4yrWik0BTI/s320/IMG_2143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Our last day was spent lounging by the beach.  After our late night the night before, we decided to order room service for dinner on our last night.  I ordered the pizza and Matt ordered the pasta.  YUM!  Sometimes the simplest dinners are the best!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217837819863047378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl72hSJHNI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JbICfnV6xkU/s320/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After dinner we took a stroll on the beach and just watched the waves roll in.  It was so relaxing and a great end to our wonderful trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl727e7WSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YOKRXWK29V4/s1600-h/IMG_2158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217837826895993122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl727e7WSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YOKRXWK29V4/s320/IMG_2158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl74Ixqj8I/AAAAAAAAAVM/NHZBXWkHOr0/s1600-h/IMG_2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217837847644114882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl74Ixqj8I/AAAAAAAAAVM/NHZBXWkHOr0/s320/IMG_2162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt being a goofball and dancing for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's crazy to think that the next time we're at the beach, we'll have our little girl with us!  I can't wait!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-5215615112202123956?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5215615112202123956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=5215615112202123956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5215615112202123956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5215615112202123956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/06/babymoon.html' title='Babymoon'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl69WnI0sI/AAAAAAAAAUk/andxlLZZP1c/s72-c/IMG_2139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-2165566662206977046</id><published>2008-06-30T19:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:11:57.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Belly and Baby Crib</title><content type='html'>I'm not a fan of belly pics. My belly wasn't exactly in stellar shape before I got pregnant so my belly never grew that "cute" little bump that a lot of women get. Now that I'm getting bigger and showing more and more each day, I am becoming more proud of my belly and the little miracle that is growing inside. In recognition of that pride, I decided to take a belly pic a few weeks ago. This picture is from when I was 23 weeks and there is no longer any doubt that I am showing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217833273665210002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl3t5YHRpI/AAAAAAAAASs/YnP9LJNOzsA/s320/23+Weeks2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I went to a wedding a week ago and here are a couple of pics from that. I am getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217834616835270482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl48FEz51I/AAAAAAAAAT8/69P2_rJNK_k/s320/IMG_2112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217834603400812130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl47TByVmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/HQJbjujFxmQ/s320/IMG_2114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big happening in our lives was the purchase of the crib! We bought the crib about 3 weeks ago and it's already in. Matt put it together last weekend and I love it even more in our house than I did in the store. Here are some pics of Matt putting it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217833979344365074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl4W-PIphI/AAAAAAAAAS0/JjkopAsxEOg/s320/IMG_2115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217833985203589490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl4XUEFUXI/AAAAAAAAAS8/B3IJmzcc0cg/s320/IMG_2123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are pictures of the finished product with the bedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217834000565333410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl4YNSm7aI/AAAAAAAAATM/EuvWuZK9JA8/s320/IMG_2124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217834001918675762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl4YSVRSzI/AAAAAAAAATU/UMkKUVSbr-U/s320/IMG_2125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217834576222759170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl45tyCKQI/AAAAAAAAATc/PIbrD_Vxgvo/s320/IMG_2126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217834584582181954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl46M7E1EI/AAAAAAAAATk/7-QjjQ7gZU4/s320/IMG_2127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are butterflies that will hang by twine from the nursery ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217834596881527154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl466vd8XI/AAAAAAAAATs/LhOFJYcvcX4/s320/IMG_2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And this is a sign I bought at the same place we bought the crib...I absolutely LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl4Xlm4BrI/AAAAAAAAATE/yFUHSZEFo-Y/s1600-h/IMG_2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217833989912921778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl4Xlm4BrI/AAAAAAAAATE/yFUHSZEFo-Y/s320/IMG_2122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the pictures, there is a queen size bed in the nursery that needs to be moved to another bedroom. I also need to decide on a paint color and possibly have Matt install a chair rail. Hopefully that won't be that hard. We still have a few things to do, but at least we have a crib - Woo Hoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-2165566662206977046?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2165566662206977046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=2165566662206977046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2165566662206977046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2165566662206977046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/06/growing-belly-and-baby-crib.html' title='Growing Belly and Baby Crib'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SGl3t5YHRpI/AAAAAAAAASs/YnP9LJNOzsA/s72-c/23+Weeks2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-5965131479882030822</id><published>2008-06-21T07:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T07:51:54.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Harry Winston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SFz5PG8uEJI/AAAAAAAAASk/aFH2HNM02PQ/s1600-h/chasing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214316506546835602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SFz5PG8uEJI/AAAAAAAAASk/aFH2HNM02PQ/s320/chasing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am SO excited - there is a new book out by Lauren Weisberger titled "Chasing Harry Winston". You know who Lauren Weisberger is, right? She's the one who wrote "The Devil Wears Prada" and "Everyone Worth Knowing". You know this book will just as good as those others two! Run out to Barnes &amp;amp; Noble today to get your copy - I know I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-5965131479882030822?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5965131479882030822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=5965131479882030822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5965131479882030822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5965131479882030822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/06/chasing-harry-winston.html' title='Chasing Harry Winston'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SFz5PG8uEJI/AAAAAAAAASk/aFH2HNM02PQ/s72-c/chasing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8543973651882750967</id><published>2008-05-20T21:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:32:58.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Bedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ordered the baby bedding for our little girls room! It's from Pottery Barn Kids and I absolutely love it! Here are a couple of pictures of it from the Pottery Barn website. I will be sure to update once it's on the crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202649329293479298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SDOGAAt2TYI/AAAAAAAAASI/NGz121jZ61c/s320/PBK+Emily+Bedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I LOVE the butterflies on the wall...I'm hoping to find some for our nursery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202651773129870738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SDOIOQt2TZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jIz1lGj3OVk/s320/PBK+Emily+Bedding+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a detailed picture of the quilt which is pink on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202651790309739938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SDOIPQt2TaI/AAAAAAAAASY/YW_aAXATl2o/s320/PBK+Emily+Bedding+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the plaid welting on the bumper - so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now that the bedding's here, I need to get going on the nursery. We've decided which bedroom will be the nursery, but we have a lot of rearranging to do before we can even begin to start making the nursery look like a nursery. We also need to decide on a crib. There are so many options and it's so hard! I'll keep you posted on our search! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've started to feel our baby girl move around more and more...it's such an exciting feeling! The movement is pretty sporadic and doesn't happen every day. I can't wait until I can feel her on the outside so Matt can feel her too!&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/6801867490913900277-8543973651882750967?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8543973651882750967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8543973651882750967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8543973651882750967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8543973651882750967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-bedding.html' title='Baby Bedding'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SDOGAAt2TYI/AAAAAAAAASI/NGz121jZ61c/s72-c/PBK+Emily+Bedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8284149871595740223</id><published>2008-05-04T08:08:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:10:18.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Windy City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, I've been meaning to do this post for a month now but with all the excitement of the baby and finding out she was a girl, it kind of got away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;About a month ago, me and 7 other of my girlfriends went to Chicago for our annual girls trip! We had such a blast touring the city, eating the food and enjoying the nightlife. I even managed to stay out until 1:00 am one night! I was really proud of myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196510467106172946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB22vM92cBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/b5pBTERvcaU/s320/IMG_2003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are about to set out for the Chicago Cubs vs. Houston Astros baseball game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196511381934207010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB23kc92cCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/W7oQB--0NbI/s320/IMG_2005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's Allison making her way through the turnstiles to get on the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196512137848451122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB24Qc92cDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/7Rf0gOg5kFA/s320/IMG_2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is where we went before the game for lunch - The Cubby Bear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196513078446288962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB25HM92cEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/iS46k1nWlBM/s320/IMG_2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's Julie, Allison, Shawn and Jenny before we got our food at The Cubby Bear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196513688331645010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB25qs92cFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cmA2rXq6ej8/s320/IMG_2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's Layla, me, Michelle and Sassie before we got our food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196515981844181090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB27wM92cGI/AAAAAAAAARA/P9lwlctSlRk/s320/IMG_2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what I ate for lunch...looks gross, but it was soooo good. It's a Chicago Style hot dog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196516677628883058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB28Ys92cHI/AAAAAAAAARI/HhqJCC4Crys/s320/IMG_2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Right before we walked into the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't get any pictures of us inside because we were all too busy huddling together...it was so cold that day! Luckily they were selling hot chocolate so that helped us out a bit. The Astros ended up beating the Cubs - so that was fun! The Cubs fans weren't that nice to us when we would cheer for the Astros. I wonder why??? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196517450722996354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB29Fs92cII/AAAAAAAAARQ/xx2S7P4-HcU/s320/IMG_2012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At the bar after the Astros victory - Allison, Jenny, Sassie and Layla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196518176572469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB29v892cJI/AAAAAAAAARY/_6_2GDB-_wc/s320/IMG_2013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me, Shawn and Julie celebrating the Astros win!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196519228839456930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB2-tM92cKI/AAAAAAAAARg/97iHNdATSLA/s320/IMG_2016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The only kind of beer I drank the whole weekend - Root Beer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520083537948850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB2_e892cLI/AAAAAAAAARo/_TeodfRKOWk/s320/IMG_2020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Layla hailing a cab - she looks like shes done this a few times before!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520706308206786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB3ADM92cMI/AAAAAAAAARw/_9WyCuFKpOA/s320/IMG_2019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jenny and Allison about to dig into the yummy Chicago style pizza we had! Save some for us girls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196521612546306258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB3A3892cNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/74RGPOsxQcA/s320/IMG_2022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All of us crammed into a cab on our way to see a comedy show at Second City. Since I was pregnant, my friends let me have the front seat. Thanks girls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All in all, this was the best girls trip yet! I can't wait for next year...maybe somewhere tropical for Allison's bachelorette party! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-8284149871595740223?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8284149871595740223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8284149871595740223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8284149871595740223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8284149871595740223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/05/windy-city.html' title='The Windy City'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SB22vM92cBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/b5pBTERvcaU/s72-c/IMG_2003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8871957283061389391</id><published>2008-04-30T20:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:38:40.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Couple of Girlie Things</title><content type='html'>After we found out that we were going to have a little girl, I immediately wanted to do some retail therapy...after all, I HAD to buy something pink.  We went to this store called Doodles in Rice Village.  This store is AMAZING!  They have the cutest baby stuff...from cribs &amp;amp; bedding to clothes &amp;amp; diaper bags.  This store has it all!  Unfortunately this store is a bit on the pricey side so I won't be making many purchases.  Here is a pillow to hang from the nursery door.  It's a little hard to read in this picture...it says "The Princess Sleeps Here".  I thought this would be perfect for our nursery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195222367759396866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SBkjN892cAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j-cC4F1W8fk/s320/IMG_2039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is something that my AWESOME sister-in-law made for me.  I thought it was so adorable!  I can't wait for her to get here and model it for us!  Thanks Michelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SBki2c92b_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/piA3Pin6oqo/s1600-h/IMG_2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195221964032471026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SBki2c92b_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/piA3Pin6oqo/s320/IMG_2035.JPG" border="0" /&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/6801867490913900277-8871957283061389391?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8871957283061389391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8871957283061389391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8871957283061389391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8871957283061389391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/04/couple-of-girlie-things.html' title='A Couple of Girlie Things'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/SBkjN892cAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j-cC4F1W8fk/s72-c/IMG_2039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-5943228898713952720</id><published>2008-04-29T21:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:49:45.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Name???</title><content type='html'>I stole this from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://flyingmum.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunni's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Preppy Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpreppynamequiz/girl.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whitmire Garrison Meigs the Second&lt;br /&gt;But most people know you as Buffy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpreppynamequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Preppy Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should name our little girl Buffy...what do you think? Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-5943228898713952720?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5943228898713952720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=5943228898713952720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5943228898713952720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5943228898713952720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name???'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-2903194897107330919</id><published>2008-04-28T21:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:51:42.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Team Pink!</title><content type='html'>Matt and I are having a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!  I could not be more excited!  I've been pretty convinced thus far that we were having a boy.  The last couple of days I would let my mind wander and think that maybe we were having a girl, but I was still pretty set that it was a boy.  We already bought our first girlie item.  I'll post more about it tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-2903194897107330919?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2903194897107330919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=2903194897107330919' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2903194897107330919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2903194897107330919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/04/go-team-pink.html' title='Go Team Pink!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-4431328877198992403</id><published>2008-04-27T18:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:05:38.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Day!</title><content type='html'>I can hardly believe it...we finally find out what Baby Woj will be tomorrow.  I cannot wait!!  It makes it extra special because tomorrow is my birthday and as a surprise for my birthday, my dad flew my sister in from Wichita, KS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole family was having dinner at my brothers house on Friday night.  My sister-in-law had run out to the store to pick up some olive oil, so we were all sitting around talking, waiting for her to get back.  I was sitting at the kitchen table with my back to the back door, when someone walks in singing "Happy Birthday".  The first thought that went through my mind was that they decided to surprise me and have a mini birthday party for me that night.  When I turn around I see my older sister, Amy, walk through the back door.  I couldn't even believe it!  I felt like I was in a dream!  Apparently my whole family was in on it...even Matt and he didn't peep a word the whole week.  It is so special to have her here with me for this memorable occasion!  Thanks dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think the baby is probably a boy.  Ever since I had those dreams about having a baby boy, I've thought that.  However, in the last few days I've started to feel like it might be a girl.  I don't know...either way I won't care...I just want a healthy baby!  I'll keep you all posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-4431328877198992403?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4431328877198992403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=4431328877198992403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4431328877198992403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4431328877198992403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-more-day.html' title='One More Day!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7850192429755880982</id><published>2008-04-14T20:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:26:45.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Audrey Caroline</title><content type='html'>I urge you to read &lt;a href="http://www.audreycaroline.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Story of Audrey Caroline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;if you haven't already.  I will warn you though...find a box of Kleenex before reading...I still have tears streaming down my cheaks from the beautiful letter from a mother to her daughter.  As I start my journey to becoming a mommy, this touched me like nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-7850192429755880982?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7850192429755880982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7850192429755880982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7850192429755880982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7850192429755880982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/04/story-of-audrey-caroline.html' title='The Story of Audrey Caroline'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-475374562028597319</id><published>2008-04-11T17:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:04:08.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Woj'/><title type='text'>Let's Play a Game!</title><content type='html'>There are tons of old wives tales out there that claim to determine the sex of your baby. So I thought I would put a few of these together to see if we can predict the sex of Baby Woj! I've borrowed all of these from &lt;a href="http://kandbfowler.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Katie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who is also pregnant and just found out she's having a precious little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stare into mirror for at least one minute but not more than three do your eyes dilate? yes-boy no-girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No (girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom, is your hair is getting thinner and stringier each day of pregnancy? yes-Girl no (very shiny and full bodied)-boy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NO (boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Look at the hair on your legs is it growing faster? yes-Boy No, about the same as before pregnancy-Girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YES!!!! (boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Look close at your hands, are they rough or smooth? Rough=Boy Smooth=Girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Smooth(girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Mom have your fingernails grown stronger and faster during pregnancy? yes=boy no=girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YES (boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Mom are u bugged by your feet being colder than they were before pregnancy?no, same=girl yes=boy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YES (boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. heart rate below 140=boy heart rate above 140=girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;First heart rate was 165!!! (girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. sleepy=girl not so sleepy=boy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can barely stay up past 9:30 anymore! (girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. sleep on your right side=girl sleep on left, your usual choice=boy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Right (girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. do you dream of having a boy or a girl? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I've had 2 dreams that I had a little boy...one was 2 days before I found out I was pregnant...and the other was 2 nights ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. lots of morning sickness? = girl not so much=boy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;None...thank goodness!!! (boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. comfy pregnancy, no problems=boy more troublesome pregnancy=girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I've really had a pretty easy pregnancy so far. I've had a couple of really bad bouts with heartburn (I never used to get it!) but other than that I've been blessed. (boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. does your mom (the child's maternal grandmother) have gray hair or is it colored? doesn't matter whether the gray is color or dyed if grandma has gray hair showing a boy will be born if grandma's hair is another color=girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My mom would rather not go outside her house than have gray hair showing! (girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. taste for sweets-girl tastes for pickles=boy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sweets, sweets and more sweets! I cannot get enough ice cream! (girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.must have a glass of oj in the morning?=girl oj isn't on your mind everyday=boy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm a glass of milk every morning kind of girl (boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;a href="http://www.babygenderprediction.com/chinese-gender-chart.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chinese conception chart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. what the dad's intuition is? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's 7 for girl and 10 for boy! I had a dream that I was nursing my little boy 2 days before I found out I was pregnant. Ever since I had that dream, I've been convinced I'm having a boy! I guess we'll just have to wait until the Big Ultrasound in 2 weeks. The Big Ultrasound is on April 28th - my 29th birthday! Only 17 more days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-475374562028597319?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/475374562028597319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=475374562028597319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/475374562028597319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/475374562028597319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/04/lets-play-game.html' title='Let&apos;s Play a Game!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-4343122921532854283</id><published>2008-03-26T21:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:13:50.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Stuff</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple of cute things I ordered from &lt;a href="http://redenvelope.com/"&gt;Red Envelope&lt;/a&gt;.  They had a great sale on some things for baby and I just couldn't resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sCHWZcYLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/BC9_N74pL58/s1600-h/IMG_1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182238121514524850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sCHWZcYLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/BC9_N74pL58/s320/IMG_1989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182238585370992834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sCiWZcYMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GrUCXti_mUM/s320/IMG_1990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;PJ's for Baby Woj's 1st Christmas.  Isn't the flap on the bottom too cute?  I couldn't help myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sB2GZcYKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Zb1zls1E-pM/s1600-h/IMG_1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182237825161781410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sB2GZcYKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Zb1zls1E-pM/s320/IMG_1981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a sleep sack.  Apparently the baby could get tangled up in blankets, so this sleep sack keeps them nice and cozy.  It even has a zipper on the bottom for easy access to change dirty diapers.  They really think of everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.redenvelope.com/"&gt;Red Envelope&lt;/a&gt; for the great deals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-4343122921532854283?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4343122921532854283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=4343122921532854283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4343122921532854283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4343122921532854283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/03/baby-stuff.html' title='Baby Stuff'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sCHWZcYLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/BC9_N74pL58/s72-c/IMG_1989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-5005867736307254279</id><published>2008-03-26T21:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:24:37.229-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Happy (belated) Easter!</title><content type='html'>I know I'm a little late, but Happy Easter!  Matt and I spent Easter with my family.  We went to church with my brother and sister in law (who just moved into our neighborhood!).  Later that day we all went to my brother's house for appetizers and then came to our house for dinner.  Below are a couple of pics of my dining room table set for dinner.  I was so excited because this was the first time I used my china!  And Matt thought it was a waste of money...Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sBK2ZcYII/AAAAAAAAAPg/Jkc_uC5V9Kg/s1600-h/IMG_1968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182237082132439170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sBK2ZcYII/AAAAAAAAAPg/Jkc_uC5V9Kg/s320/IMG_1968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182237318355640466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sBYmZcYJI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hA4VXD1Bs5w/s320/IMG_1969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all had a blessed Easter and were able to spend it among family and friends!&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/6801867490913900277-5005867736307254279?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5005867736307254279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=5005867736307254279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5005867736307254279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5005867736307254279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-belated-easter.html' title='Happy (belated) Easter!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-sBK2ZcYII/AAAAAAAAAPg/Jkc_uC5V9Kg/s72-c/IMG_1968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-6739387192075034577</id><published>2008-03-24T15:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T16:26:38.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in LOVE!</title><content type='html'>This morning I had an NT (Nuchal Translucency) screening done. It is a prenatal test that can help the Dr. assess the baby's risk of having chromosomal abnormalities including Down Syndrome (DS). I had a lot of people ask me before I went in to have this screening "Will it make a difference in what you do if your baby had DS?" The answer to that question is no, it doesn't matter. Then came the question, "Then why have the screening?" The reason Matt and I decided to have this screening are two fold 1) If the test comes back normal...great! This will provide a better sense of relief of the health of our baby and 2) If the test comes back abnormal, then we will have had time to prepare for the change in lifestyle we would have if we had a DS baby. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first part of the screening was an ultrasound. First the ultrasound tech put that stuff on my belly...and it wasn't cold! I told her how suprised I was at this and she told me that they try and warm it up now. That's really nice! Next, she looked around a bit on the screen getting the images and measurements she needed for the screening, then she turned the screen towards me so I could see. That's when I fell in love...I saw my baby and it actually looked like a baby...not a blob like in the post below! I saw it's head with it's tiny nose and lips. Then I saw the little left hand lift up and I could definitly see fingers! Then I saw the little legs curled up...completely amazing. I cannot even begin to describe this gift from God...growing inside me! I started crying...crying at this little baby that Matt and I made and crying because Matt wasn't there with me. He didn't come to the appointment because they told me that no one would be allowed back with me during the screening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As it turns out, Baby Woj is now 6.2 cm which is roughly 2.44 inches...so small! Also, the hearbeat was 165. There's an old wives tale that says if the baby's hearbeat is over 140 bpm then it's a girl...but I still think I'm having a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that part of the screening I had to get blood drawn. For those of you that know me, this was a scary, scary thing. As I was waiting for the nurse to come take my blood I just kept on thinking that this was for my baby and everything would be ok...and it was! The nurse I had was awesome and I barely felt her prick my skin! I told her I would definitly be coming back to get anymore blood draws from her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of pictures...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181420020438949954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-gaDmZcYEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oAJrdriP0ww/s320/Baby+Woj+03_24_08_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can you see the head to the left? You can see the little nose and mouth...I think I can even see an ear! Then there's the big ole belly and the little legs! Isn't my baby just beautiful! I can tell he/she is already going to be winning beautiful baby contests! Haha!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181421034051231826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-ga-mZcYFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/G3AQfsxR18s/s320/Baby+Woj+03_24_08_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This one's not quite as good...look at me...already throwing pictures of my kid in people's faces!  Oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-6739387192075034577?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6739387192075034577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=6739387192075034577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6739387192075034577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6739387192075034577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-in-love.html' title='I am in LOVE!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R-gaDmZcYEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oAJrdriP0ww/s72-c/Baby+Woj+03_24_08_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-1109444641527026991</id><published>2008-03-10T14:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:23:07.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Woj'/><title type='text'>And Baby Makes 3</title><content type='html'>After many months of not posting, I am FINALLY picking it back up again! One of the reasons I've been so quiet is because of my crazy work hours during the month of January. The other reason has to do with a new addition to our family (and I'm not talking about a dog!) Matt and I are expecting a baby! Baby Woj is due October 6 and we couldn't be more excited! I've already started buying some gender neutral things. It's so hard to resist a cute onesie or soft toy when I'm at Target! Just wait until I find out the sex of the baby...Matt's going to want to take my American Express and not give it back until after the baby is born. Here is a picture of our little pumpkin...this was at 7 weeks 2 days and he measured 11.5 mm...so small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176211929491521010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R9WZUzt7PfI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KI0m3gcptqE/s320/Baby+Woj+022008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sorry about the formatting...I can't seem to get it quite right.  The baby is at the top of the left black "sack" that you see.  Once I figure out the formatting I'll make it bigger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am 10 weeks along and so far so good.  I've had a few small bouts with nausea and I've been extremely tired.  The endless tiredness has been the hardest so far.  Being at work and counting the minutes until I get to leave and find sweet relief lounging on my couch the rest of the evening has been challenging.  Matt is amazed at my ability to fall asleep at 9:30 when I used to stay up until midnight every night.  All in all, things are moving along great!  Our next appointment is March 25th - I can't wait!&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/6801867490913900277-1109444641527026991?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1109444641527026991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=1109444641527026991' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1109444641527026991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/1109444641527026991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-baby-makes-3.html' title='And Baby Makes 3'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R9WZUzt7PfI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KI0m3gcptqE/s72-c/Baby+Woj+022008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-736556933135941897</id><published>2008-03-10T14:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:36:31.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jenny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a fantastic birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R9WNXDt7PbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GqlbRwjxCH0/s1600-h/Girls+Night+Out.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176198774006693298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R9WNXDt7PbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GqlbRwjxCH0/s320/Girls+Night+Out.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenny, Me, Layla &amp;amp; Julie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-736556933135941897?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/736556933135941897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=736556933135941897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/736556933135941897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/736556933135941897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-jenny.html' title='Happy Birthday Jenny!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R9WNXDt7PbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GqlbRwjxCH0/s72-c/Girls+Night+Out.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7566894715650409677</id><published>2007-11-28T12:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:07:32.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R0269CtBR6I/AAAAAAAAANg/xC5fVC7p7qY/s1600-h/Christmas+Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137968307760088994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R0269CtBR6I/AAAAAAAAANg/xC5fVC7p7qY/s320/Christmas+Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of the Christmas tree Matt and I bought from Sam's last weekend. It's 9 feet tall and has 1800 lights.  I heart Sam's because this tree was a STEAL at only $200!  We assembled it on Sunday evening and decorated it last night...I'll post pictures of the actual tree  later this week.&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/6801867490913900277-7566894715650409677?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7566894715650409677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7566894715650409677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7566894715650409677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7566894715650409677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/R0269CtBR6I/AAAAAAAAANg/xC5fVC7p7qY/s72-c/Christmas+Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8897017980701717598</id><published>2007-10-31T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:44:45.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Happy Halloween Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RyiCtXAt7II/AAAAAAAAANQ/MQmVTDR2Ny4/s1600-h/Halloween+Pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127491891544059010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RyiCtXAt7II/AAAAAAAAANQ/MQmVTDR2Ny4/s400/Halloween+Pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; This is a pic of the fabulous pumpkin Matt and I carved last night while watching&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.texaschainsawmovie.com/"&gt;Texas Chainsaw Massacre &lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I typically hate scary movies, but for some reason, around Halloween I don't mind them. So what better way to get in the Halloween spirit than to watch a scary movie! Matt watched&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.texaschainsawmovie.com/"&gt;Texas Chainsaw Massacre (click this link to see the trailer) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this past weekend so he was able to clue me in on the scary parts before they happened. Good thing, because this movie is not for the weak stomached!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I hope you all have a fabulous Halloween filled with lots of trick or treaters and plenty of extra candy when the nights through!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-8897017980701717598?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8897017980701717598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8897017980701717598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8897017980701717598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8897017980701717598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RyiCtXAt7II/AAAAAAAAANQ/MQmVTDR2Ny4/s72-c/Halloween+Pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-3472597536601923617</id><published>2007-10-07T21:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:40:20.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here is a picture of the beautiful tree that has just changed colors in my front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118792203571960578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmaY3zyGwI/AAAAAAAAAME/JkJOIzCeJxA/s320/Autumn+Leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh wait...I live in Houston...trees don't change colors. This is actually a picture from the Fargo paper. Fargo and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Moorehead&lt;/span&gt; (where Matt's from) share a newspaper and he reads the paper online. He emailed me this picture at work on Friday...I think he was trying to get me excited about Fall, but all it did was make me sad that trees don't do that in Houston as I looked out my window into the concrete abyss, also known as Houston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;BUT....even though leaves don't really change color (except from green to brown) I was still excited about FALL!!! I decorated my house for Fall a couple of weeks ago, but I was inspired to take pics of my fun fall decorations...so here they are...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118812136515181330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmshHzyGxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/0hfuMlVSzZc/s320/IMG_1553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Mantel - There are candy corn in that big clear vase. Also - so I didn't have to use as many bags of candy corn, Matt thought of the idea to put something big in the middle. So I found a HUGE can of Van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kamp's&lt;/span&gt; Pork &amp;amp; Beans in the pantry and then filled up the vase with candy corn around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118812591781714722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Rwms7nzyGyI/AAAAAAAAAMU/6QfbxuCXXcE/s320/IMG_1566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another view of the mantel with the big mirror I just bought from Bombay! You can also see our wrought iron staircase in the reflection of the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118815473704770354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmvjXzyGzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/edeEw0p_kNk/s320/IMG_1554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My cute towels hanging from the ovens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118816169489472322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmwL3zyG0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/9lWKPG8ltnE/s320/IMG_1558.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Dining Room Table &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118819906111019890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmzlXzyG3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/pkMvY0pNgTE/s320/IMG_1575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The front porch...there are 2 lighted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt; on the right hand side - I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118818265433512802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmyF3zyG2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/GlHhiLCRBoQ/s320/IMG_1578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The whole house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-3472597536601923617?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3472597536601923617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=3472597536601923617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3472597536601923617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3472597536601923617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/10/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is Here!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmaY3zyGwI/AAAAAAAAAME/JkJOIzCeJxA/s72-c/Autumn+Leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-7362214065443290049</id><published>2007-10-07T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:42:50.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Furniture, Dog Beds &amp; Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we did all sorts of fun things for the house. I'm back in house decorating/buying mode again so I wanted to go furniture shopping! The big thing I am looking for is bedroom furniture...all of my stuff is mismatched, really old and not terribly functional. After several furniture stores and half a day of college football already missed by my patient husband, we decided to call it quits and head home. Although we didn't find anything to buy for us, we did find a bed for the dogs! We already have 2 dog beds, but Matt thought we should buy one for the living room. At first I was against this idea because we could just bring one of the beds that is in our room to the living room. However, when my hubby pointed out that this particular bed matched the color scheme of our living room, I couldn't resist! Here are a couple pictures of Lilly enjoying the new bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118782423931427538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmRfnzyGtI/AAAAAAAAALs/atIHsWL5o4I/s320/IMG_1545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118783162665802466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmSKnzyGuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/glNb2HlNEdw/s320/IMG_1550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Saturday night, Matt and I decided to make homemade pizza. I had never done this before, but my hubby being the pizza lover that he is, tried this one night when I was working late. We started by making the dough which I was in charge of. Unfortunately, I messed it up so we had to start over...Matt decided that it was best if I left the pizza making up to an "expert" and took over the whole pizza making process from there. Here is a picture of Matt and his creation before it went in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118778150438967986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmNm3zyGrI/AAAAAAAAALc/wQD_5tvyzJc/s320/IMG_1542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here's a picture of the pizza ready to eat. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118778579935697602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmN_3zyGsI/AAAAAAAAALk/C1h6M3o2ehY/s320/IMG_1544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6801867490913900277-7362214065443290049?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7362214065443290049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=7362214065443290049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7362214065443290049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/7362214065443290049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/10/furniture-dog-beds-pizza.html' title='Furniture, Dog Beds &amp; Pizza'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RwmRfnzyGtI/AAAAAAAAALs/atIHsWL5o4I/s72-c/IMG_1545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-6298055067258380850</id><published>2007-09-24T23:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:09:07.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad Womack</title><content type='html'>All I have to say is that Brad the Bachelor is HOT! I know...maybe I shouldn't say something like this. After all, my wonderful husband is sitting next to me on the couch watching ESPN Sports Center. But he understands...he loves to give commentary on which girls are hot, which girls you would actually bring home to mom and which girls you would just want to be friends with. After tonight I am officially in REALITY TV LOVE with BRAD WOMACK! Seriously...he has the perfect Texas accent...very subtle, but still there, he's very natural on camera and I could just hear him talking to me in that sweet Texas drawl. OK...let me come back down from my reality TV dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about tonight's bachelorette's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad gave the FIRST IMPRESSION ROSE to &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27555"&gt;Jenni&lt;/a&gt;. Let me say first of all that Jenni is from WICHITA, KS...yes, that's right, where I am originally from. Never mind the fact that I spent most of my life in Texas and officially consider myself a TEXAN. Then there was &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27566"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt;...she was "that girl"...the one that had entirely too much to drink and made a complete idiot of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were pulling out all the stops to make sure Brad remembered them...here are some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27561"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kristy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - The acupuncturist that asked Brad to stick out his tongue so she could do a "tongue diagnosis" to read his energy. Is there really such a thing? I think she was checking his tongue out for things to come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27553"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hillary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Told Brad that she broke her nose with a bowling ball. I'm not really sure how you do that...maybe someone dropped a bowling ball on her head???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27551"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Told Brad that she broke her face on a football. I'm really not sure how that happens either...maybe she was playing football with the previous bachelor &lt;a href="http://www.realitytvworld.com/thebachelor5/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesse Palmer&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and he threw the ball really hard at her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27557"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jessica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - News anchor that stole Brad away from Hillary and Erin to "interview" him with her imaginary microphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27575"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Susan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Stole Brad away from Jessica with "Breaking News" that the bachelor had been kidnapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27562"&gt;Lindsey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Gives Brad a yellow rose and sings part of the song "The Yellow Rose of Texas". I'm a bit confused as to where this yellow rose came from...did she buy it earlier in the day? Based on her singing, I don't think she'll be the next American Idol, but I was still impressed...to sing on national television takes some guts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27559"&gt;Juli &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Shows Brad that she's actually a human pretzel. She proceeds to lay on the floor in her nice dress and put her legs behind her head...luckily she had some sort of black pants on under the dress so she's not flashing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27554"&gt;Jade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Found a fake boob on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27566"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Confesses the fake boob is hers and tells the girls how she's been walking around with only one boob for 2 hours. She proceeds to pull the other boob out of her dress and gives up on her dreams of being bigger chested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27568"&gt;Morgan &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Shows Brad her webbed toes...I'm not sure this is something I would point out on a first date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelorettes&amp;amp;d=27564"&gt;Mallory &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Comes out in a bikini and decides to go for a dip in the pool. When Brad comes over to talk to her in the pool she tells him she thinks he should take off his pants! A bit forward, are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weeks preview promised lots of crying, cat fights &amp;amp; drama...I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-6298055067258380850?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6298055067258380850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=6298055067258380850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6298055067258380850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6298055067258380850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/09/brad-womack.html' title='Brad Womack'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-852039791989555115</id><published>2007-09-24T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:33:07.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelor is Back!</title><content type='html'>It’s time to get excited...it’s time for the 11th edition of The Bachelor! This time they have picked 34 year old Texan &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=bios#t=bachelor&amp;amp;d=27418"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brad Womack&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;to woo the women. With baby blues like his, he’s sure to melt every bachelorettes heart! The Bachelor is back and &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/index"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has promised that this is the hottest bachelor yet. What do you think? I definitely think he's easy on the eyes...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113881053871810258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RvgnuVehJtI/AAAAAAAAALU/-muhWkzLxvc/s320/Bachelor_2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As many of you know, I LOVE The Bachelor! Not for its quest for a man to find true love, but rather to see 25 women cry, drink too much on national television and generally make fools of themselves falling all over the lucky guy. Seriously, it doesn't get better than that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every installment of the show, I send an email out to my friends inviting them to join in on &lt;a href="http://games.abc.go.com/bachelor/frontpage"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rose Ceremony Game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This game is the best! You get to pick the women you think Brad will get rid of each week. I checked the bachelorette's out today and made my picks, but it's always hard the first show because you pretty much have to go off looks. Sure, ABC gives you their ages, occupations and hometowns, but that doesn't really make it easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the link to the &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bachelor/index?pn=index"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIDEO PROMO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;that ABC has put together for Brad...I just threw up a little bit in my mouth....it's a little much, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tune in tonight to ABC at 8:30 to see if Brad will find true love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-852039791989555115?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/852039791989555115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=852039791989555115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/852039791989555115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/852039791989555115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/09/bachelor-is-back.html' title='The Bachelor is Back!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RvgnuVehJtI/AAAAAAAAALU/-muhWkzLxvc/s72-c/Bachelor_2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-2372676207089058474</id><published>2007-09-13T22:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T10:15:33.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shoe Fairy</title><content type='html'>I don't think anything can make me happier than finding a Nordstroms bag with a pair of georgeous shoes in them at the end of a loooong day of work.  Was it the shoe fairy you ask?  Hardly.  I ordered a pair of shoes about a month ago from Nordstroms and they were going to have them sent to me.  Earlier this week I realized that I still hadn't gotten the shoes, so I called the sales guy at Nordstroms to track down my shoes!  Yesterday they called me back and informed me that they had my shoes at the store and promised to get them in the mail that day.  Well late afternoon yesterday I get a call from one of the store managers and he tells me that he actually lives out by me, so he's just going to drop the shoes off at my house so I don't have to wait any longer.  My first thought was "Hmmm...that sounds a little sketchy" but then I remembered how Nordstroms prided themselves on their customer service and decided that if someone wanted to deliver shoes to my door, by all means, come on over!   So thank you James (a.k.a. The Shoe Fairy) from Nordstoms for delivering my wonderfully high, stylish peep toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Front View&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109904026800405010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuoGo5HGuhI/AAAAAAAAALM/C2sfVlMcQdg/s320/IMG_1498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Side View&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109901948036233730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuoEv5HGugI/AAAAAAAAALE/oO9tlgRIW1I/s320/IMG_1495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-2372676207089058474?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2372676207089058474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=2372676207089058474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2372676207089058474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/2372676207089058474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/09/shoe-fairy.html' title='The Shoe Fairy'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuoGo5HGuhI/AAAAAAAAALM/C2sfVlMcQdg/s72-c/IMG_1498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-4436143150663596547</id><published>2007-09-10T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:59:56.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day fun in Minnesota</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Matt and I visited the thriving metropolis of &lt;a href="http://www.ci.moorhead.mn.us/the_city/index.asp"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Moorhead&lt;/span&gt;, MN &lt;/a&gt;(Matt's hometown) for Labor Day! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Moorhead&lt;/span&gt; is a pretty small town that is in Northwest, MN and is actually a sister city to Fargo, ND. Yes...as in the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0116282/"&gt;Fargo&lt;/a&gt;. I never thought when I first saw that movie and heard those people talk funny that I would ever visit the place, little lone have in-laws that live there! Either way - it's not as bad as they make it out to be...it's actually pretty nice. Fargo/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Moorhead&lt;/span&gt; is really just a college town. Here are a couple of pics of the fun bars the college kids go to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108763885977045634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuX5r9kBioI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aRCJZ9f1PQo/s200/IMG_1300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hotel Donaldson - an old hotel that was remodeled and has a pretty swanky bar.......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;affectionately&lt;/span&gt; referred to by locals as "The Ho-Do"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108777625577425778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYGLtkBi3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/tSpTaZFPf6Q/s200/IMG_1301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rooter's&lt;/span&gt; Bar - We saw a fight break out here! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108766261093960370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuX72NkBirI/AAAAAAAAAEc/O05h5rJdy1s/s400/IMG_1294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But not to worry...the Fargo police were quick to respond! (If you look close, you can see the police car...its the one in the middle with its headlights on)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That was enough action for one night! The next day we went to lunch at Happy Joe's Pizza with Matt's parent's, his 2 brothers and nephew...here are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108767287591144130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuX8x9kBisI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FUjyO3_JQ98/s320/IMG_1302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greg, Matt &amp; Mark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108768077865126610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuX9f9kBitI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_GNkkdsHI3w/s200/IMG_1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt acting goofy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the lake cabin after our adventure at Happy Joe's for a few days of R&amp;R. Matt's parents own a cabin on &lt;a href="http://www.woodlandtrailsresort.com/"&gt;Strawberry Lake&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ogema&lt;/span&gt;, MN. Our days there were spent hanging out with Matt's parents (Al &amp;amp; Marian) his brother, Mark and nephew Ryan. Unfortunately our sister-in-law Lee Ann wasn't able to make it...We'll see you at Thanksgiving Lee Ann! Here are some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108784583424445410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYMgtkBi-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/D0mOuLJLtNM/s320/IMG_1305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark, Al (Matt's dad) &amp; Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108784969971502066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYM3NkBi_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/-Bgf1Ck36S8/s320/IMG_1308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan (our ADORABLE nephew) playing in the sand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108772471616670466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYBftkBiwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/oNK9o68LjBg/s200/IMG_1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark letting Ryan drive the boat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108788075232857138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYPr9kBjDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eD9TH-EeLik/s320/IMG_1314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My turn on the tube!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108788599218867266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYQKdkBjEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/M1alDlRd130/s400/IMG_1330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hold on Ryan!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108790836896828514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYSMtkBjGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AYKliZDTbCs/s320/IMG_1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun in the sand!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108785296389016578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYNKNkBjAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BlRqLB5ZpwY/s320/IMG_1350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt skiing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108775589762927442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYEVNkBi1I/AAAAAAAAAFs/R3L5vBx7IDA/s200/IMG_1362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neighbors at the lake - Doreen, Craig and Richard&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does one do after a day of fun in the sun you ask??? Well make Margarita's of course!!! Now using a regular old blender wouldn't be any fun, so what do we use instead??? An old weed eater that has been made into a blender of course! This is a picture of Matt's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Grandpa&lt;/span&gt; Harry's old weed eater that was made into a blender. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108789419557620818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYQ6NkBjFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/69eOiMiuQMo/s320/IMG_1377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"THE BLENDER"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108785682936073234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYNgtkBjBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HtqG3832gDw/s320/IMG_1379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You start it up on the bottom and put the pitcher up top....as demonstrated by the lovely models Craig and Al!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108781345019104194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYJkNkBi8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/e3F-tzB_D0g/s200/IMG_1382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then hold on tight!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108786022238489634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYN0dkBjCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MwFjjw7QLKI/s320/IMG_1383.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;YUM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So once the sun goes down is when the REAL PARTY begins! Matt's parents have an extra lot next to the cabin, and this is where the campfire is held &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt;...here is the fire just after Matt's dad started it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108793826194066562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYU6tkBjII/AAAAAAAAAIE/VCk5vJPxQqs/s320/IMG_1391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHOOSH!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108794547748572306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYVktkBjJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/27nFt0FAvC4/s320/IMG_1392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108795097504386210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYWEtkBjKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NaTVbmoUels/s320/IMG_1396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan trying to start his own campfire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108795939317976242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYW1tkBjLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bR8Ms6lWslw/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108796673757383874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYXgdkBjMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/zSqWcDMWjsY/s320/IMG_1401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attempt #2 at his own campfire!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108797249283001554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYYB9kBjNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/g3F-tOdOHUs/s320/IMG_1403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh no Ryan! Don't inhale that smoke!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108799048874298610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYZqtkBjPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jDACCWsQf_g/s320/IMG_1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah Ryan!!!! You got your very own campfire!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108799860623117570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYaZ9kBjQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_z-P6wmo__I/s320/IMG_1417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We make a good team!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108801179178077474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYbmtkBjSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mJqR_SoP2cI/s320/IMG_1418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hot dog&lt;/span&gt; over this flame...YUM!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As the night wore on around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wojtalewicz&lt;/span&gt; campfire, the little ones (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;...just Ryan) went to bed and the rest of us had a little too much fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108818758479220210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYrl9kBjfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/4WJgt4Ya1Gk/s320/IMG_1439.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt &amp; his mom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108805048943611234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYfH9kBjWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lk6w9xZRWIM/s320/IMG_1440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108805590109490562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYfndkBjYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cjKLZZiyThY/s320/IMG_1462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wojtalewicz&lt;/span&gt; campfire!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As the weekend at the lake cabin winds down, I leave you with a few more pictures...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108807428355493266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYhSdkBjZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/sRoKBkAt2X8/s320/IMG_1463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan &amp; Grandpa with the "Tin Can Man" - One of grandpa's neighbor's made it...I really want one...not sure where it will go in my Pottery Barn themed house, but I'm sure I could find a place!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108807853557255586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYhrNkBjaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/uXnMtE0uQ7Q/s320/IMG_1465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp; Matt - Notice his Kinder Morgan lighting bolt hat!!! (He's super proud!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108808240104312242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYiBtkBjbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/vPVseauERuU/s320/IMG_1378.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandma (a/k/a Matt's Mom a/k/a Marian), Matt &amp; Ryan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mention that the Cabin is just that? What I mean, is that there is no running water. Heater...check! That is a must in MN, but no running water. Matt's mom has it down pat...she brings a ton of water, boils it on the stove to clean dishes. No big deal, right?? OK...maybe a big deal if you're a city girl like Allyson, and don't exactly camp. Not that I'm opposed to the idea of it, but it's just not something I do. Ask Matt...he always ask me if I want to go camping. Of course he asks after I've a few cocktails and i think it's a FABULOUS idea!!! OK, back to the point at hand...no running water equals no potty...therefore...here is the outhouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108809051853131218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYiw9kBjdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Txw3uRygaTE/s320/IMG_1470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...it's actually not that bad. Matt's mom had a nice little rug in there, some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;potpourri&lt;/span&gt; and a candle! Also, me being a FIGHTING TEXAS AGGIE (WHOOP!!!) it kind of reminds me of the t.u. outhouse on top of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aggie_Bonfire"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BONFIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; back in the day....(tear rolling down my face).&lt;/p&gt;Matt &amp; I had an AWESOME time in Minnesota and we can't wait to go back for Thanksgiving! I will leave you with one final pic from the FABULOUS Christmas parade in downtown FARGO a couple of years ago. The parade is held the day after Thanksgiving, and Matt's parents being the wonderful in-laws they are, take me to it every year. The year this pic was taken I believe it was 20 degrees....No...I could not feel my toes or fingers, but who cares when there's a Christmas parade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108816344707599842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuYpZdkBjeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/_16O5Dk4AJ8/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-4436143150663596547?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4436143150663596547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=4436143150663596547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4436143150663596547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/4436143150663596547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/09/labor-day-fun-in-minnesota.html' title='Labor Day fun in Minnesota'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RuX5r9kBioI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aRCJZ9f1PQo/s72-c/IMG_1300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-8206828025702713967</id><published>2007-08-21T21:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T08:19:14.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Saga Continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; So...we leave the airport on Friday after our flight was cancelled and come back to my house and watch "The Wedding Date". You know, the one with Debra Messing and the guy from "My Best Friends Wedding" (which by the way I think is adorable...you know, in the boy next door kind of way). In case you haven't seen it, Debra Messing hires this guy to be her date to her sisters wedding so she doesn't have to go alone and of course (drum roll please)....THEY FALL IN LOVE! I know...unbelievable! Nothing ever works out that way in the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - so back to the movie watching. I wanted to post a couple of pictures of the 4 of us with no make-up and in our PJ's lying on my couch. First is a picture of Lilly (the dog) and Julie. Let me preface this by saying that Lilly has a slight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;under bite&lt;/span&gt; according to the vet. I think it's a little more than "slight" since her tongue is always hanging out of her mouth. But, whatever...she&lt;br /&gt;always makes everyone smile with that big 'ole tongue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hangin&lt;/span&gt;' out. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Rsuh2YnSVQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fiY6I53oXI8/s1600-h/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101348958619456770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Rsuh2YnSVQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fiY6I53oXI8/s320/IMG_1274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Julie was sitting in Lilly's spot, so Lilly decided to join her! Here is a picture of the happy duo! Julie wasn't exactly excited about being in this pic. At first she hid under the blanket, but I begged her to come out...if for nothing, for the sake of THE BLOG! Thanks Jules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Rsw2ZYnSVgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RyWrtagen7U/s1600-h/All+Girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101512287635789314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Rsw2ZYnSVgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RyWrtagen7U/s320/All+Girls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! Who are these four HOT girls??? Quite amazing we look this good after working all day, sitting at the airport for 4 hours and then watching a movie! America's Next Top Model...here we come! OK...seriously though. This is my attempt to take a picture of the four of us. You know the drill...my left hand is sticking way far out while the four of us scrunch in together. I'm &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsulWonSVSI/AAAAAAAAACM/B45qByu_ozo/s1600-h/IMG_1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thinking I'll quit my day job and become a professional photographer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So the next morning we wake up bright and early to go to the airport. We leave my house by 5:40 am and are standing in the Northwest line by 6:00 am to check in. Here is a pic of us standing outside the terminal when Matt (the hubby) dropped us off. Let me point out how cute we are for 6:00 am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101356131214841170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsuoX4nSVVI/AAAAAAAAACk/sez_LUiifSk/s320/IMG_1281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, Layla, Julie &amp; Jenny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We go inside, expecting to check in quickly and get a nice large Starbucks coffee (OK...so maybe i was the only one hoping for the Starbucks!). But then...there are rumors from other people in the line that the flight has been cancelled! What??? No way...there is no way that an airline would be that evil and tell people to be there for a 6:45 am flight that is replacing their flight that was cancelled the night before. Think again my friends...there is a way and it happened. So maybe the flight wasn't exactly cancelled...it was just delayed until 3:45 pm that day. It would leave Houston, then go to Detroit and then finally land in Minneapolis at 8 that night. As much as we hated to do it, we made an executive decision to cancel the trip. After all, we would be in Minneapolis less than 24 hours! I called our dear friend Michelle and broke the sad news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of us leaving the airport. I know...it looks almost identical to the first one...except we are in different order.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101358205684045154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsuqQonSVWI/AAAAAAAAACs/vyEimZeSL7Y/s320/IMG_1282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julie, Me, Jenny &amp; Layla&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And so...on the way back home we decided that we would not let Northwest Airlines stand in the way of our girls trip! We decided we would all go home, take a nap and meet back up later to do some shopping, dinner and to party! And that's exactly what we did! After doing a little damage (OK...so mine was a lot) at the Galleria, we met up for dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Miako&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101510934721091042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Rsw1KonSVeI/AAAAAAAAADs/giByoD0ZQy4/s320/Dinner.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Me, Layla &amp; Jenny - Toasting with Sake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We then went to Volcano (in Rice Village) where I ran into none other than fellow blogger and inspiration behind my blog &lt;a href="http://tiffaniandco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tiffani&lt;/a&gt;!! I got to meet her new hubby, Tim (who I am sure is convinced I'm a nut case because I insisted on taking a picture with her for the BLOG). Here is the pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101511304088278514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Rsw1gInSVfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hTISpwg3S_4/s320/Tiffany%26Allyson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp; Tiffani&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Volcano we went to one of Julie's friends going away parties in River Oaks (for those of you that don't live in H-Town, think expensive homes!) There, we were able to enjoy free wine and great conversation! And so...we come to the final pic of the girls weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101364819933681042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsuwRonSVZI/AAAAAAAAADE/tOQ0EM8u6SQ/s320/IMG_1284.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jenny, Me, Layla &amp;amp; Julie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we were not able to go to Minneapolis for our girls weekend, I think we made the best of it and had a great time! Hopefully we will make it to there in the Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-8206828025702713967?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8206828025702713967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=8206828025702713967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8206828025702713967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/8206828025702713967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-story-continues.html' title='And the Saga Continues...'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/Rsuh2YnSVQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fiY6I53oXI8/s72-c/IMG_1274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-6532493983313818556</id><published>2007-08-17T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:28:39.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As some of you may know, i was supposed to go to Minneapolis, MN today for my annual girls trip. As it turns out, our flight was cancelled tonight because of the weather. &lt;strong&gt;BOO!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Our flight was rescheduled to 6:45 tomorrow morning so Matt, the wonderful husband that he is, came to pick us up from the airport and all the girls are staying at my house since i live so close to the airport. We watched the &lt;strong&gt;Wedding Date &lt;/strong&gt;tonight and just had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; night. But we are so SAD that we were not able to be with Allison and Michelle who are already in Minneapolis. We love you guys and will see you tomorrow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of us waiting patiently for our flight that never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101267401485472978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RstXrInSVNI/AAAAAAAAABk/Zs4rS5rxDbU/s320/Airport+Fri_Julie%26Ally.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Julie &amp; Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101268183169520882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RstYYonSVPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/t-JYVEBGG7E/s320/Airport+Fri_Layla%26Jenny.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jenny &amp;amp; Layla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-6532493983313818556?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6532493983313818556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=6532493983313818556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6532493983313818556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/6532493983313818556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/08/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RstXrInSVNI/AAAAAAAAABk/Zs4rS5rxDbU/s72-c/Airport+Fri_Julie%26Ally.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-3577385398424593378</id><published>2007-08-16T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:31:52.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just feel like it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsUrwonSVII/AAAAAAAAAA8/q64m3U-YfWM/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;I'm a newbie and i have a confession...i just want to post. I don't really have a reason, but i just thought of one!! I bet you all are dying to see pictures of my adorable niece and nephew!!! I know...try and contain the excitement. So here they are...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;drumroll&lt;/span&gt; please....&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099530267602867330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsUrwonSVII/AAAAAAAAAA8/q64m3U-YfWM/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is my niece Caroline (the one on the right) and one of her friends...apparently this is cool when you're in 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade and go to a Catholic school in Wichita, KS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here is my sister (the one on the right)...at her 40&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party. I think she is trying a little too hard to be like her daughter...what do you think???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099535494578066610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsUwg4nSVLI/AAAAAAAAABU/DOdhJXlYQ_k/s320/IMG_0845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really get it...maybe they think they look cool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my nephew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsUxRYnSVMI/AAAAAAAAABc/Uxr37eIITzI/s1600-h/Holidays+2005+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099536327801722050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsUxRYnSVMI/AAAAAAAAABc/Uxr37eIITzI/s320/Holidays+2005+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Stephen in his "Birthday Trap". Every year for the kids birthday, my sister does this. After they have gone to sleep the night before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; birthday, my sister makes a "trap" to try and trap them into the age the are. If they succeed in breaking through the trap, then they are "allowed" to get another year older. I think this is a really cute idea. Here, Stephen is sleeping on one of my parent's couches last Christmas (his birthday is Christmas Eve). If someone tried to trap me into the age i am now, i don't think i would break through...but maybe that's just me.&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/6801867490913900277-3577385398424593378?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3577385398424593378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=3577385398424593378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3577385398424593378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/3577385398424593378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-feel-like-it.html' title='I just feel like it...'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nboXMAivbUA/RsUrwonSVII/AAAAAAAAAA8/q64m3U-YfWM/s72-c/IMG_0838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801867490913900277.post-5179473232465713802</id><published>2007-08-16T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T17:06:13.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have A Blog!!</title><content type='html'>Ok...so I never thought myself the type to have a blog. Blogs are for people who have really interesting lives, who have a lot to say and a lot of people who want to read about them. I don't think I really fit into either one of those categories. For goodness sake - I'm a &lt;strong&gt;TAX ACCOUNTANT&lt;/strong&gt;! It doesn't really get more boring than that (except for the fact that I like what I do...most of the time). Anywho...my co-worker (Shout out to you &lt;a href="http://tiffaniandco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tiffani&lt;/a&gt;!) opened my eyes to the world of blogs and now I'm hooked! I love reading about other people's lives and seeing pictures of people I don't even know. I know you may think this sounds sad...but seriously...give blogs a shot and I guarantee you too will be hooked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6801867490913900277-5179473232465713802?l=whataloveitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5179473232465713802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6801867490913900277&amp;postID=5179473232465713802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5179473232465713802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6801867490913900277/posts/default/5179473232465713802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whataloveitch.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-blog.html' title='I Have A Blog!!'/><author><name>Allyson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14305412990771041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
