<?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-7781222971894631610</id><updated>2012-01-25T11:01:33.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer...</title><subtitle type='html'>It sings because it has a song.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>220</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-6872965994649372513</id><published>2012-01-25T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:01:34.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterbabies FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gv1aRPFiZ20/TyBNVeYdoBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/LVjK9JYn5Lc/s1600/water-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gv1aRPFiZ20/TyBNVeYdoBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/LVjK9JYn5Lc/s320/water-9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So last September/October, Cayden and I participated in a Waterbabies at the pool in Corvallis. When the class ended in October, they took underwater pictures of our babies, and I promptly paid the $2 and ordered one. They were supposed to email the photo within 2 weeks.....really? It takes 2 weeks to email a digital photo? So I waited. And never got the photo. By the end of November, I called the aquatic center, but there is apparently only one guy who can send the photos, and he only works Mondays. So then I promptly forgot every time Monday comes around. So I finally went in to the pool this past Monday and talked to them, and they were surprisingly helpful for the first time! They found my order form and apologized and said they would email me the photo. This is the photo that came to my email...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgqKk7v_d70/TyBNCF3rryI/AAAAAAAAAU0/anCmExTZT7k/s1600/edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgqKk7v_d70/TyBNCF3rryI/AAAAAAAAAU0/anCmExTZT7k/s320/edited-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For many obvious reasons, this is not me or my baby. FAIL. So I emailed them back, with a picture of Cayden and asked if they could send a picture of my baby. She promptly sent me 3 pictures of Cayden (YAY!), two of which are shown below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GYm2Ndu08Zc/TyBNHEEaA6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/nyM5HhpjFWA/s1600/edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GYm2Ndu08Zc/TyBNHEEaA6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/nyM5HhpjFWA/s320/edited-1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAH_VNionME/TyBNLdrbRKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/QmtiW3r-dpg/s1600/edited-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAH_VNionME/TyBNLdrbRKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/QmtiW3r-dpg/s320/edited-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't she so cute underwater? Apparently she doesn't know how to close her mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is her going underwater....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ozc61HvtlhY/TyBNMQPlOTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/BpjrJ23Qtc0/s1600/montage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="115" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ozc61HvtlhY/TyBNMQPlOTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/BpjrJ23Qtc0/s640/montage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She did not love being dunked, but she never cried either. She did like the water, probably because it was nice and warm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqN1Gynr00Y/TyBNN1S2AKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Az949itifOA/s1600/water-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqN1Gynr00Y/TyBNN1S2AKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Az949itifOA/s320/water-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's smiling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fj0XHtrbSTk/TyBNRXD6D6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/WRMafnrL8_A/s1600/water-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fj0XHtrbSTk/TyBNRXD6D6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/WRMafnrL8_A/s320/water-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ylS9RFQCk4/TyBNP-IAvlI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ohBfUyhzNpg/s1600/water-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ylS9RFQCk4/TyBNP-IAvlI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ohBfUyhzNpg/s320/water-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, three months late, but better late than never!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-6872965994649372513?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/6872965994649372513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=6872965994649372513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6872965994649372513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6872965994649372513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2012/01/waterbabies-finally.html' title='Waterbabies FINALLY'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gv1aRPFiZ20/TyBNVeYdoBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/LVjK9JYn5Lc/s72-c/water-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2176501678709897110</id><published>2012-01-18T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:10:42.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today would have been Beth's 39th birthday. We started our day with her parents, having lunch in Salem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d8h9mtHmY2A/TxdcoN8Q5dI/AAAAAAAADBE/dEXVYthuc9I/s1600/edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d8h9mtHmY2A/TxdcoN8Q5dI/AAAAAAAADBE/dEXVYthuc9I/s320/edited-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a great time of soup, salad, cheeseburger sliders and lots of messy crackers and cheese for Cayden (which ended up all over the Applebee's floor). Cayden had a great time playing with Vic's iPhone (she likes to see herself on the camera), and making scrunchy smiles at us. We spent about and hour and a half telling stories about Beth, and wishing she could be here with us. Vic and Carolyn are so special to us, and it was a good time together. After lunch, Carolyn was off to a hair appointment and I drove over to church to visit with my dad because we had a few extra minutes. Bryan's mom stopped by to see us too, and Cayden lit up and crawled right to her. Then we had to hurry home for Cayden's doctor's appointment....I thought she might have an ear infection, but it turned out to be nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other medical news, I went to the endocrinologist again yesterday, to find out if my blood work is normal yet. I had blood taken a couple of weeks ago, and the doctor gave me the results yesterday. Some of my hormones are back to normal, my liver is healthy and my blood count is good, but my TSH is still low, which means that I can't have surgery or take the radioactive iodine pill yet. They are going to switch my medication to help the TSH come back up, and I have to have blood taken again in early March. My endo told me I need to make a decision about what I want to do by the time I go back to see her in mid-March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last post about my Graves' Disease, I've learned a few things. &amp;nbsp;I actually have three options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Option #1: Take medication&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are two types of medication to combat hyerthyroidism (Graves' Disease), Methimazole (what I'm currently taking) and Propylthiouracil, or&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PTU, (what I will soon be taking). Methimazole limited my tremor, got control of my metabolism, and helped me gain back 10 pounds, but it's not doing the trick to increase my TSH. PTU is a different drug that helps more with the TSH so I will be starting that. It's more pills per day (12 compared to 3), and has a black box warning, which means it can cause liver failure. My doctor said there is a 5-7% chance of liver failure. In six weeks, I will need to check my liver and kidney functions, to make sure everything is ok. The cool thing about PTU, is you can use it during pregnancy, unlike Methimazole. So I could just take PTU during my next pregnancy, and then deal with the surgery/RAI pill decision after the baby is weaned. You can also breastfeed on PTU. Both medications are basically&amp;nbsp;band-aids&amp;nbsp;for Graves'. The only&amp;nbsp;definitive&amp;nbsp;treatment is removal or destruction of my thyroid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Option #2: Radioactive Iodine (RAI)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New things I have learned about this include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before taking the pill of radioactive iodine, the doctors have to figure out how much radioactivity I need to kill my thyroid. They figure this out by giving me a bunch of iodine and then scanning my neck to see how much iodine is retained by my thyroid. This isn't really a big deal, just something that adds another couple of weeks onto the 1 year+ that I have to wait to be pregnant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot travel on a plane right after taking the pill. I have to wait at lease 1 month. This is significant because I might possibly be boarding a plane March 24 to fly to Peru on a mission trip, so I would have to wait until April (when we get back) to take the pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would take the pill at Salem Hospital. (Not significant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-6 months after taking the RAI pill, I would get checked to see if it worked (if my thyroid is destroyed). If it didn't work (which can happen), I will have to take another pill (meaning another year to wait for pregnancy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I take the pill, I have to be completely isolated from everyone for 1-2 days. Then 7 days from babies under 2 and pregnant women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Option #3: Surgery to remove my thyroid&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New things I have learned about this include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovery is 1-2 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks after the surgery, my levels would be tested, and if they are fine, doctors will have no problem with me getting pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are my options. I've asked multiple doctors multiple times, whether or not this might just go away with a change of diet, or after being on meds for a while, but they were all very&amp;nbsp;adamant&amp;nbsp;that it is here to stay. I did the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;RAI best case scenario:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF my levels are fine by my March 20 appointment, I would have to schedule a scan and uptake maybe the first week of April, then another 2-3 weeks to get the pill taking scheduled, we are looking at the last week of April.&lt;br /&gt;IF the pill works, then one year from that date (April 24, 2013), Cayden will have already turned 2. Add a year for conception and pregnancy (April 2014), and Cayden will be past 3 years old when baby #2 is born, and I will be 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;RAI worst case scenario&lt;/u&gt;: (not really the WORST, but relatively the worst timing)&lt;br /&gt;My levels are NOT fine in March, so we wait another 2 months, and check my blood work in May. IF my levels are fine then, I would take the pill 3 weeks later (June 10, 2012 - ironically our 6th wedding anniversary).&amp;nbsp;If the pill doesn't completely work, I would find that out 6 months after (October 24, 2012) and then probably take another 2-3 weeks to schedule another pill taking at the hospital (December 7, 2012). One year after that (December 7, 2013), Cayden would be nearly 3 years old. Add a year for conception and pregnancy (December 2014) and Cayden will be nearly 4 when baby #2 is born, and I will be 30 in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing makes me feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And indecisive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-2176501678709897110?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2176501678709897110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2176501678709897110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2176501678709897110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2176501678709897110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2012/01/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d8h9mtHmY2A/TxdcoN8Q5dI/AAAAAAAADBE/dEXVYthuc9I/s72-c/edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2715028627569826647</id><published>2012-01-15T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:59:00.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A White Wake-up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We woke up to snow today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-APZhB86Pag4/TxPIW628SkI/AAAAAAAADAU/yvMdfCmNkuU/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-APZhB86Pag4/TxPIW628SkI/AAAAAAAADAU/yvMdfCmNkuU/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy was already at church :( but the kids and I all went out to play in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1eysrCLgHR8/TxPIafWsrgI/AAAAAAAADAc/WHbIccUkimw/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1eysrCLgHR8/TxPIafWsrgI/AAAAAAAADAc/WHbIccUkimw/s320/-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Check out Joe's choice of footwear.....he went and changed when we started rolling the snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-avns1cPccU0/TxPIgiu0UxI/AAAAAAAADAk/kYxN2Q5ir0k/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-avns1cPccU0/TxPIgiu0UxI/AAAAAAAADAk/kYxN2Q5ir0k/s320/-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cayden wasn't so sure about all this bright, wet stuff, but she did like eating it, and didn't seem to mind the cold fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLdUsokVWA0/TxPIvWl4NNI/AAAAAAAADAs/HgvoA-FqPYc/s1600/-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLdUsokVWA0/TxPIvWl4NNI/AAAAAAAADAs/HgvoA-FqPYc/s320/-10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's our snowman. Pretty good, if you ask me! Unfortunately, it only lasted about an hour because someone came and kicked it over! Darn Adair Village kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dwKkN3si8fw/TxPI0M3x8aI/AAAAAAAADA0/srAYtHNPTYs/s1600/-15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dwKkN3si8fw/TxPI0M3x8aI/AAAAAAAADA0/srAYtHNPTYs/s320/-15.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a fun to see the kids enjoying the snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TxqUdAA1yiE/TxPI5tfyw9I/AAAAAAAADA8/fouMsqcck9o/s1600/Publication1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TxqUdAA1yiE/TxPI5tfyw9I/AAAAAAAADA8/fouMsqcck9o/s400/Publication1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-2715028627569826647?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2715028627569826647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2715028627569826647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2715028627569826647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2715028627569826647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2012/01/white-wake-up.html' title='A White Wake-up!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-APZhB86Pag4/TxPIW628SkI/AAAAAAAADAU/yvMdfCmNkuU/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-6591922475666646947</id><published>2012-01-13T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:32:41.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our lucky day</title><content type='html'>We have heat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time for the impending cold snap, our heater is up and running! It only took 2 visits from NW Natural, 2 new ignitors bought online (which ended up NOT being the problem), 3 visits from Pace Heating, 2 new circuit boards and 1 big credit card swipe and we are now warm in the whole house (not just downstairs next to the fireplace! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an earlier post, I mentioned how God gives and takes away.....well He gave again today when the Pace Heating guy waived the initial $79 diagnostic fee! Such a blessing! God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kGx4T-KT1o/TxDMz2LzHaI/AAAAAAAADAE/TTQIQ2ab-vQ/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kGx4T-KT1o/TxDMz2LzHaI/AAAAAAAADAE/TTQIQ2ab-vQ/s320/-1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the&amp;nbsp; purpose of documentation, Cayden and I developed a new game today. She has gotten really attached to her rubber ducky, and so I put it up on the 4th stair, and she learned how to crawl all the way up the stairs to get it, and then we practiced coming back down on her bum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m8Q1kH-4GKY/TxDM5RE66JI/AAAAAAAADAM/pATU3q2TdgM/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m8Q1kH-4GKY/TxDM5RE66JI/AAAAAAAADAM/pATU3q2TdgM/s320/-2.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to do it over and over again, and even showed the kids when they got home from school! She is very careful when going down, a little nervous even, but she is brave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-6591922475666646947?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/6591922475666646947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=6591922475666646947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6591922475666646947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6591922475666646947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-lucky-day.html' title='Our lucky day'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kGx4T-KT1o/TxDMz2LzHaI/AAAAAAAADAE/TTQIQ2ab-vQ/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-918377079007906298</id><published>2012-01-12T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T21:20:14.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7x9Ho5iiMk/Tw-7z0dvjCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XnEn8881J6k/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7x9Ho5iiMk/Tw-7z0dvjCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XnEn8881J6k/s320/-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making messes is her specialty. Today she discovered how fun it is to empty my Tupperware drawer (twice).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LCl6RIJeQkM/Tw-7sA317EI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ugXpWc35Ogc/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LCl6RIJeQkM/Tw-7sA317EI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ugXpWc35Ogc/s320/-1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VfKx0Ivtjxw/Tw-7vl_gh0I/AAAAAAAAAUc/D6s8oWpOHc4/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VfKx0Ivtjxw/Tw-7vl_gh0I/AAAAAAAAAUc/D6s8oWpOHc4/s320/-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also discovered where all the binkies have gone! I lifted up the foot of Cayden's new 7-armed Octopus toy and found a binkie! I rattled it a little and yes, there was another one in there! Apparently Cayden doesn't understand you are supposed to put balls down the chute, not binkies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EeeBWSD8OP8/Tw-80NkEesI/AAAAAAAAAUs/kuImg4qH8Yg/s1600/itp_octopus_00_s6_19179.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EeeBWSD8OP8/Tw-80NkEesI/AAAAAAAAAUs/kuImg4qH8Yg/s320/itp_octopus_00_s6_19179.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-918377079007906298?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/918377079007906298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=918377079007906298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/918377079007906298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/918377079007906298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2012/01/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and found'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7x9Ho5iiMk/Tw-7z0dvjCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XnEn8881J6k/s72-c/-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2793226411397795115</id><published>2012-01-11T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:04:16.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give and Take</title><content type='html'>Today I felt productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Cayden sleeps basically uninterrupted until 11:30 a.m., I find myself with LOTS of time, but usually I just waste that time playing Lexulous on Facebook, reading my friend of a friend of a friend's blog, or catching up on "Army Wives" on Netflix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, today I cleaned the house (the downstairs at least), including sweeping and vacuuming, cleaned up Cayden's room (I always pile her clean clothes on the floor after folding them because I am lazy. Today I tackled the pile.), hosted a quick lunch for some hungry high schoolers, got the furnace checked out by a professional (it only took a month of no heat), went grocery shopping, Asia Market shopping, bought new wipers for my car, and went to Home Depot for a new furnace filter (all with baby in tow). It was a good day of checking off things on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is super not interesting, but it's &amp;nbsp;my blog, so I don't really care. I just wanted to record that I do have the capability of not being lazy, as a note to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, yesterday we were so excited to finally receive a $484.88 reimbursement check from the hospital because we overpaid one of Cayden's bills due to an insurance error. I discovered this error a couple of months ago after hours and hours of tedious digging through EOBs and bills and unending back and forth between the hospital and the insurance company. I had the check signed and in my wallet, ready for deposit today when the furnace guy leans against my door jam and tells me I need a new circuit board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Price tag? $415.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm handing over my Mastercard for the $79 diagnostic fee (not included in the $415), I'm doing the math. We came into today $484.88 richer, but we end it $9.12 in the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes God gives and takes very quickly; sometimes so quickly we don't even take the time to thank Him for the GIVE and just jump to grieving the TAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But today, I am thankful. We're getting the furnace fixed for nine dollars and twelve cents. Not bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-2793226411397795115?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2793226411397795115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2793226411397795115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2793226411397795115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2793226411397795115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2012/01/give-and-take.html' title='Give and Take'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4447024629404691565</id><published>2012-01-07T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T16:22:26.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 month stats</title><content type='html'>Weight: 18 pounds, 15 ounces (54th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Height: 28 1/8 inches (49th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Head: 18 1/4 inches (91st percentile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rlj-Jxo6U90/TwjbcRf4D9I/AAAAAAAAAUE/OybWGh9POD0/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rlj-Jxo6U90/TwjbcRf4D9I/AAAAAAAAAUE/OybWGh9POD0/s400/-4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pw3CeiHrnm0/TwjbUAAOScI/AAAAAAAAAT0/jlUikjD-dKE/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pw3CeiHrnm0/TwjbUAAOScI/AAAAAAAAAT0/jlUikjD-dKE/s320/-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cayden is MOBILE! She loves to chew on paper and computer cords and all things dangly and zippery. She has 4 teeth (two on top and two on bottom) and has started to bite my shoulder sometimes. She understands tone of voice because when I unlatch her and say "no biting," she cries like she knows she was bad. She is very mischievous, when we say "Cayden, no, no," she usually books it faster toward the "no no." She loves to climb the stairs, but usually only gets up one, then we take her down and put up the gate. When we take something away, she cries big tears for about 10 seconds, then moves on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CUP8PxXdfE/TwjbZPCh6II/AAAAAAAAAT8/9j78-iv4548/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CUP8PxXdfE/TwjbZPCh6II/AAAAAAAAAT8/9j78-iv4548/s320/-3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;When she sees someone she knows, she now gives an open mouth smile, usually sticking her tongue out at the same time. She's pretty good at smiling on cue but really bad at staying in one place for pictures! Her hair is crazy and growing out of control, so we resort to pig tails because barrettes are always falling out. Cayden had to stop breastfeeding this past month because of medication I needed to take, and she still doesn't love drinking formula all the time, but we are working on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53RyZZ_JHuw/TwjcE6lkcYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/CkHi7gUNLCE/s1600/Jan1-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53RyZZ_JHuw/TwjcE6lkcYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/CkHi7gUNLCE/s320/Jan1-1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mostly she just loves eating, whether it's baby food, oatmeal, bananas, grapes, graham crackers, string cheese or bread. She does not like avocados or yellow cheese. She is wearing 12-month-old clothes, and some of those are even too small (as seen above). Her little belly likes to poke out when she's not wearing onesies underneath.&amp;nbsp;This month people have told me she looks like my mother-in-law, like my&amp;nbsp;little brother, like my sister-in-law,&amp;nbsp;like my husband, and like me....so I'd say she is a good mix of all of our genes. She's definitely a Cayden and&amp;nbsp;we love her so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NwK4YEn_gc/TwjbO2U13yI/AAAAAAAAATs/Lz595Ep0jOY/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NwK4YEn_gc/TwjbO2U13yI/AAAAAAAAATs/Lz595Ep0jOY/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She is sleeping about 12 hours a night, and taking 2-3 naps as well. She is a light sleeper, waking up with the kids in the morning when she hears the shower (so we relish the weekends especially when everyone sleeps til 9:30).&amp;nbsp;She's obviously growing,&amp;nbsp;but when she is awake, she's usually in a great mood.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-4447024629404691565?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4447024629404691565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4447024629404691565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4447024629404691565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4447024629404691565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-month-stats.html' title='10 month stats'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rlj-Jxo6U90/TwjbcRf4D9I/AAAAAAAAAUE/OybWGh9POD0/s72-c/-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7877932956623633438</id><published>2012-01-05T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:11:36.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SeakRest 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ALgFwex7Orc/TwacgzsNq_I/AAAAAAAAATM/Y0bEClbX_jo/s1600/-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ALgFwex7Orc/TwacgzsNq_I/AAAAAAAAATM/Y0bEClbX_jo/s400/-5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bernards had our annual Post-Christmas vacation at SeakRest Lodge in Newport last week. Bryan's parents, brother and sister-in-law, sister, grandparents, 2 aunts, one uncle, and 2 cousins all spent 4 days over at the beach together playing games and watching the crazy rain beat against the huge windows overlooking the Pacific. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IB8uHAMcwA/TwacYavmk6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/7RvdWpmXjko/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IB8uHAMcwA/TwacYavmk6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/7RvdWpmXjko/s320/-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We did get one nice day, and we headed down to the beach to take advantage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cayden had a good time with all of her relatives to take care of her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EbvZ7zcbJVc/TwacbHP4OaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/1CfSxf66cZ8/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EbvZ7zcbJVc/TwacbHP4OaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/1CfSxf66cZ8/s320/-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She especially loves it when Auntie Carrie spins her around in circles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W5EUaUEw7E/TwacmAai7-I/AAAAAAAAATc/XsEzBezbHus/s1600/-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W5EUaUEw7E/TwacmAai7-I/AAAAAAAAATc/XsEzBezbHus/s320/-7.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-7877932956623633438?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7877932956623633438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7877932956623633438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7877932956623633438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7877932956623633438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2012/01/seakrest-2011.html' title='SeakRest 2011'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ALgFwex7Orc/TwacgzsNq_I/AAAAAAAAATM/Y0bEClbX_jo/s72-c/-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8428641635470438533</id><published>2011-12-26T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T21:27:29.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little more joy this Christmas</title><content type='html'>We started out our Christmas festivities at my Grandma's house in Dallas on Christmas Eve. Cayden had fun attacking Grandma's tree and chewing on Grandpa's 70-year-old toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVxhjDYTcA0/TvlS9nPNMiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kXvgTFqPDZw/s1600/-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVxhjDYTcA0/TvlS9nPNMiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kXvgTFqPDZw/s320/-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the Christmas Eve service at Salem Heights, we went over to the Adamsons for dessert with the Hunter side of the fam. All of my cousins on my dad's side were there, which is pretty amazing because three of us our married with kids, and it's harder and harder to get us all together! Below is a picture&amp;nbsp;of me and Cayden with my two cousins and their babies. The babies were all born within 6 months of each other! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lcGmk2G5bUk/TvlTCmWhbAI/AAAAAAAAASE/3f16LHThpTo/s1600/-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lcGmk2G5bUk/TvlTCmWhbAI/AAAAAAAAASE/3f16LHThpTo/s320/-6.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping was not one of Cayden's fortes on Christmas Eve. We spent the night at Bryan's parents' house, and she woke up 3 times that night, which meant a slightly crabby Cayden the next day. She woke up to open presents, then had to go back to take a nap before she finished opening presents! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1I4T3iMbYao/TvlTINuMobI/AAAAAAAAASM/fWVhhDEhn2s/s1600/-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1I4T3iMbYao/TvlTINuMobI/AAAAAAAAASM/fWVhhDEhn2s/s320/-10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cayden getting some help from Daddy in opening one of her many presents. This one was a really cute Beaver sweatshirt, a book and a Jamba card from the Bartruffs.&amp;nbsp;It was impossible to sit there on Christmas morning and not be taken back to Christmas morning last year, when we received the call that our friend Beth had passed away unexpectantly. The Bartruffs (her&amp;nbsp;parents) have now become a part of our family, and the sure love our little Cayden Elizabeth Ann. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XYdJOf1O_MU/TvlTOoIredI/AAAAAAAAASc/mVneY5YbToM/s1600/-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XYdJOf1O_MU/TvlTOoIredI/AAAAAAAAASc/mVneY5YbToM/s320/-11.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After Christmas morning with the Bernards, we headed back to Corvallis for church, had some great fellowship celebrating The King, and ate some amazing Korean food before heading back to Bryan's grandparents' house in West Salem for Christmas dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Below, Grandpa Bryce is letting Cayden try some brussell sprout.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8JLY16qVwc/TvlTahfkHII/AAAAAAAAASk/-7kFqtbcDvM/s1600/-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8JLY16qVwc/TvlTahfkHII/AAAAAAAAASk/-7kFqtbcDvM/s320/-12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MY9oPt9D7II/TvlTM-wzmNI/AAAAAAAAASU/2W9mTS-dMhw/s1600/-13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MY9oPt9D7II/TvlTM-wzmNI/AAAAAAAAASU/2W9mTS-dMhw/s320/-13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Due to terrible sleeping patterns, Cayden refused to go to bed on Christmas Day (night). Thankfully, there were many hands to help take care of the sleepy grump ball, including Aunt Carrie reading "The Night Before Christmas," which Cayden got as a gift from Great Grandma Hunter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-8428641635470438533?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8428641635470438533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8428641635470438533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8428641635470438533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8428641635470438533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-more-joy-this-christmas.html' title='A little more joy this Christmas'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVxhjDYTcA0/TvlS9nPNMiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kXvgTFqPDZw/s72-c/-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-6646358365505338985</id><published>2011-12-16T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:36:40.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe, and thank God you got the chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJYrFocqcHc/TuuNyzFWd0I/AAAAAAAAARw/DAGxtC5C-78/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJYrFocqcHc/TuuNyzFWd0I/AAAAAAAAARw/DAGxtC5C-78/s320/-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning I am just thankful that she woke up to live another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Would the world keep turning without its cutest baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pOtsQheW8ZA/TuuNwBcnweI/AAAAAAAAARo/6lbOkvi1FY4/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pOtsQheW8ZA/TuuNwBcnweI/AAAAAAAAARo/6lbOkvi1FY4/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because my&amp;nbsp;world certainly would not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To all those mothers who aren't holding their babies this Christmas, you are in my prayers. I couldn't sleep last night because I kept putting myself in your shoes, and it seemed wrong to close my eyes and not grieve with you. At 2:30 a.m., I prayed, "God I am afraid, and so are they. Take our fear, Lord. Take our fear."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-6646358365505338985?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/6646358365505338985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=6646358365505338985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6646358365505338985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6646358365505338985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/12/breathe-and-thank-god-you-got-chance.html' title='Breathe, and thank God you got the chance'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJYrFocqcHc/TuuNyzFWd0I/AAAAAAAAARw/DAGxtC5C-78/s72-c/-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8317762164248928627</id><published>2011-12-15T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:39:21.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Lights!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfd2ulXsJYc/Tuo9ZmYW6qI/AAAAAAAAARQ/q2MI2ckQwVk/s1600/-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfd2ulXsJYc/Tuo9ZmYW6qI/AAAAAAAAARQ/q2MI2ckQwVk/s400/-7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend, we went to see the Zoo Lights in Portland with Young-i, Lauren and Joe. We left Cayden with grandparents because it was SUPER COLD, and she wouldn't really appreciate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First, we had a lovely dinner at Olive Garden...where Youngs found her new boyfriend (just kidding!). She and Lauren just loved his hair and were brave enough to ask for a pic! Bryan was only a little mortified.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5VoVABjBy_4/Tuo9QCQgThI/AAAAAAAAARA/OVXOrkeSeBg/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5VoVABjBy_4/Tuo9QCQgThI/AAAAAAAAARA/OVXOrkeSeBg/s320/-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then came Zoo Lights. It was impressive, but not really worth $9 a pop. Maybe if you had little kids with you. But we still had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--k_2RuUX8-Q/Tuo9Wb22HII/AAAAAAAAARI/EYnX3WiCr-A/s1600/-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--k_2RuUX8-Q/Tuo9Wb22HII/AAAAAAAAARI/EYnX3WiCr-A/s320/-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Especially when we found the sparse animals. This was Young-i in the petting zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ez2USs0xpZ0/Tuo9dmWvoPI/AAAAAAAAARY/dIczoIvAC1c/s1600/-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ez2USs0xpZ0/Tuo9dmWvoPI/AAAAAAAAARY/dIczoIvAC1c/s320/-8.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here's the kids riding wooden horses! Don't mind the random kid in the background....and apparently Joe doesn't like to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8IDFsI8cV0/Tuo9hZzKVmI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZDWezuyM4CQ/s1600/-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8IDFsI8cV0/Tuo9hZzKVmI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZDWezuyM4CQ/s320/-9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-8317762164248928627?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8317762164248928627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8317762164248928627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8317762164248928627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8317762164248928627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/12/zoo-lights.html' title='Zoo Lights!'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfd2ulXsJYc/Tuo9ZmYW6qI/AAAAAAAAARQ/q2MI2ckQwVk/s72-c/-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5218299706824420985</id><published>2011-12-08T15:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T15:54:12.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 month stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nine months old! &lt;br /&gt;Head circumference: 45.7 cm (91st percentile -- yikes!)&lt;br /&gt;Length: 28.75 in (87th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 18 pounds, 1.5 oz (49th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGSmwxwHXiM/TuFK7os9HBI/AAAAAAAAC_k/yFL3tkFL8Rw/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGSmwxwHXiM/TuFK7os9HBI/AAAAAAAAC_k/yFL3tkFL8Rw/s320/-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This month Cayden officially learned how to crawl, started eating finger foods regularly, and is sleeping through the night every night! Sometimes she wakes up right about the time that we go to bed (11pm) and wants a bottle, but then she's back to sleep until around 7am. Then she wakes up and I give her another bottle, and she will sometimes go back to sleep for a couple of hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrPJcPK0YuA/TuFLSGKBVTI/AAAAAAAAC_8/l6o-4R3Cn2Q/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrPJcPK0YuA/TuFLSGKBVTI/AAAAAAAAC_8/l6o-4R3Cn2Q/s320/-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She needs her two naps a day to be in a good mood, but can still function with just one if she's occupied (not at home). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6mdcumz7jI4/TuFK9VDn--I/AAAAAAAAC_s/eM38g9Oxg7Y/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6mdcumz7jI4/TuFK9VDn--I/AAAAAAAAC_s/eM38g9Oxg7Y/s320/-3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My aunt gave us some fruit squeeze things, and Cayden loves them. Above you can see her delicate dexterity...she's always touching new, interesting things with her pointer fingers very carefully. She does this to zippers, Douglas' silky edges at bedtime, and any and all new textures she finds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--cBJiP08tiU/TuFLA9BsUZI/AAAAAAAAC_0/yOBozWI0R94/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--cBJiP08tiU/TuFLA9BsUZI/AAAAAAAAC_0/yOBozWI0R94/s320/-4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is with big brother Joe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And below, with Mallory's toddler, Eden!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r--RH1g7SQA/TuFKzsVUkhI/AAAAAAAAC_U/J6ARXE1Epmo/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r--RH1g7SQA/TuFKzsVUkhI/AAAAAAAAC_U/J6ARXE1Epmo/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eden wants to be best friends, but all Cayden wants to do is touch Mal's iPhone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;there's the pointer finger again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eS6WNpMA_fY/TuFK36lrM0I/AAAAAAAAC_c/3tUGNhhbOsY/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eS6WNpMA_fY/TuFK36lrM0I/AAAAAAAAC_c/3tUGNhhbOsY/s320/-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cayden is not sure about this whole kissing thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-5218299706824420985?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5218299706824420985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5218299706824420985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5218299706824420985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5218299706824420985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/12/9-month-stats.html' title='9 month stats'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGSmwxwHXiM/TuFK7os9HBI/AAAAAAAAC_k/yFL3tkFL8Rw/s72-c/-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8501398018363449513</id><published>2011-12-08T15:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T15:30:26.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas tree hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Smell that fresh air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PELnTW5ltIQ/TuFG4_5LNMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/4DhFyOfeHZc/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PELnTW5ltIQ/TuFG4_5LNMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/4DhFyOfeHZc/s320/-1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went and got a Christmas tree yesterday for Cayden's 9-month-old birthday!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CmRxWJaXpJc/TuFG8BpwbKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0A26_xTPNzs/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CmRxWJaXpJc/TuFG8BpwbKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0A26_xTPNzs/s320/-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think this is as close to a santa picture as we are going to get. Hooray for inflatable Santa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MNqiIkgs1DE/TuFG_zv9o1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/QE_ubcJ6ttk/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MNqiIkgs1DE/TuFG_zv9o1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/QE_ubcJ6ttk/s320/-3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And there's the tree! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1-INMGxhtw/TuFHFu00khI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SBA3EW3oFvw/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1-INMGxhtw/TuFHFu00khI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SBA3EW3oFvw/s320/-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-8501398018363449513?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8501398018363449513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8501398018363449513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8501398018363449513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8501398018363449513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-tree-hunting.html' title='Christmas tree hunting'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PELnTW5ltIQ/TuFG4_5LNMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/4DhFyOfeHZc/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-1908962129601222752</id><published>2011-12-01T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:47:22.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being skinny's not all it's cracked up to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GO3X2f8P-xs/TthUCqpaS_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CdWrXAP-L7U/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GO3X2f8P-xs/TthUCqpaS_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CdWrXAP-L7U/s320/-1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my new favorite outfit for Cayden. Complete with purple Corban shirt and baby Adidas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think Cayden will be getting plenty of practical use out of those shoes, as standing is he new favorite thing (supported of course). She still prefers to stand on her toes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyX6q7LqsUs/TthT5Y8gEWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/yJ4IhyV5rjQ/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyX6q7LqsUs/TthT5Y8gEWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/yJ4IhyV5rjQ/s320/-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She has also mastered crawling in the past few days and is into everything! Below shows how our coffee table has become a favorite.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4FVuWJZqB8w/TthUNshaieI/AAAAAAAAAP8/BRc7gIpberw/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4FVuWJZqB8w/TthUNshaieI/AAAAAAAAAP8/BRc7gIpberw/s320/-4.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And we tried pigtails yesterday too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wj5rlcJ4sTY/TthUZZ1DJbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qvU2QBgPH9Y/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wj5rlcJ4sTY/TthUZZ1DJbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qvU2QBgPH9Y/s320/-3.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And right after I took these pics, she tried to grab something under the table (while standing) and banged her head on it. There was a visible line on her head and plenty of tears, hence, the binks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VLB39P9g8s/TthUoiBL0wI/AAAAAAAAAQM/3NmjvDnaWv0/s1600/-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VLB39P9g8s/TthUoiBL0wI/AAAAAAAAAQM/3NmjvDnaWv0/s320/-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On a different note, there is other news in the household....I am going to have surgery to fix this.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LacC9DBRVg8/TthTsxClArI/AAAAAAAAAPk/A27HPAXTQ2s/s1600/skinny-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LacC9DBRVg8/TthTsxClArI/AAAAAAAAAPk/A27HPAXTQ2s/s320/skinny-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't figure out what needs fixing, you are blind, or just ignoring the skeletor shoulders/arms. When I saw this photo (taken in late October), I realized something was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaining only 19 pounds during my pregnancy was great. Losing that 19 pounds right away was also great. What was not so great is continuing to lose weight until I was down to 113. I usually weigh 135. All my muscle is gone, I am constantly eating, and my pre-pregnancy pants don't come close to fitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the doctor a month ago. She wasn't worried, but did bloodwork. They found out my blood levels showed my thyroid was working overtime. Your thyroid basically regulates your metabolism, and mine is not doing a good job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get more tests done and then I went to see an endocrinologist in Salem today and he gave me a couple of options. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I can destroy my thyroid with radioactive iodine or remove it with surgery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option #1: &lt;br /&gt;Radioactive iodine takes 3-6 months to work, I can't be near babies or pregnant women for 7 days, and I can't get pregnant for a year after the iodine. So I would have to take thke the radioactive (REALLY? this is safe?) iodine after Christmas because I don't really see a week going by in December without being in contact with my pregnant sister-in-law and countless pregnant women at church, especially during the holidays, not to mention not taking care of Cayden for a week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So January, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would I go for a week?? And if I waited that long, then added a year (January 2013)&amp;nbsp;to get pregnant again, and add 40 weeks, we are looking at a birthday of baby #2 around January 2014, making Cayden nearly 3 years older than baby #2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not preferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option #2:&lt;br /&gt;Surgery. They go in and basically take out my whole thyroid. Two weeks after the surgery, hormone levels will be down and I will have to take a tiny pill every day forever to replace my hormones because my thyroid no longer can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risks? Yes. In &amp;lt;3% of these surgeries, the nerve along the trachea that goes to the voicebox gets nicked, resulting in a hoarse voice. Another risk is hypoparathyroidism, when&amp;nbsp;the parathyroid glands in the neck do not produce enough parathyroid hormone (PTH), due to being damaged during surgery. PTH helps control calcium, phosphorus, and vitamin D levels within the blood and bone. Hypoparathyroidism is also a risk factor of the radioactive iodine treatment (option #1). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And why? Why did this happen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The doctor thinks it's Graves' Disease. I thought it might be Postpartum Hyperthyroidism, but the endocrinologist said that would have resolved many months ago, so this is not fixing itself, and he was very clear that it would not be safe to wait much longer. Graves' Disease, the most common cause of hyperthyroidism, is caused by an abnormal immune system response that causes the thyroid&amp;nbsp;gland to produce too much thyroid&amp;nbsp;hormones. The cause is unknown, but I'm blaming pregnancy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zbKjFW0tGaQ/Tthz442azKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/WZB_4YeQs2o/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zbKjFW0tGaQ/Tthz442azKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/WZB_4YeQs2o/s320/-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-1908962129601222752?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/1908962129601222752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=1908962129601222752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1908962129601222752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1908962129601222752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-my-new-favorite-outfit-for.html' title='Being skinny&apos;s not all it&apos;s cracked up to be'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GO3X2f8P-xs/TthUCqpaS_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CdWrXAP-L7U/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-1524699654893178918</id><published>2011-11-27T22:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T22:45:55.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week to be thankful for</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is always fun because we get to see friends we haven't seen in a while, like Texas Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUuYAKNTfBE/TtMs08w2xuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fqOnB8JgtIA/s1600/jane-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUuYAKNTfBE/TtMs08w2xuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fqOnB8JgtIA/s320/jane-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And we spend a lot of time with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sAwwHzyjks/TtMs5PyAnII/AAAAAAAAAPE/L38VKW_y7Nw/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sAwwHzyjks/TtMs5PyAnII/AAAAAAAAAPE/L38VKW_y7Nw/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EsRdhwdXd1g/TtMs97ozI1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Xjfq4aDZluk/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EsRdhwdXd1g/TtMs97ozI1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Xjfq4aDZluk/s320/-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And lots of time shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GqtxVsPKYJY/TtMtAZVGRKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ridz-C0vtrU/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GqtxVsPKYJY/TtMtAZVGRKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ridz-C0vtrU/s320/-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is Cayden with her 5th cousin, Ella, at Thanksgiving at my parents' farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wK52tqGvHoM/TtMtEebwzZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TCdW0zSFbaQ/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wK52tqGvHoM/TtMtEebwzZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TCdW0zSFbaQ/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-1524699654893178918?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/1524699654893178918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=1524699654893178918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1524699654893178918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1524699654893178918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/11/week-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='A week to be thankful for'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUuYAKNTfBE/TtMs08w2xuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fqOnB8JgtIA/s72-c/jane-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2915180417503546513</id><published>2011-11-21T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:47:24.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be brave like Beth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because I miss my friend Beth...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWr4Fp6f8cI/TsqNsdUxGVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HdaKj64c69s/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWr4Fp6f8cI/TsqNsdUxGVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HdaKj64c69s/s640/-3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And because it's good to remember that even when we are sick, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we can still be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nbk8m95s5n4/TsqN2bsvLRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/5WGqf1OnSjc/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nbk8m95s5n4/TsqN2bsvLRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/5WGqf1OnSjc/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bv8cbcII-pw/TsqN6yHo3wI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Klyoe__56sk/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bv8cbcII-pw/TsqN6yHo3wI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Klyoe__56sk/s320/-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-2915180417503546513?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2915180417503546513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2915180417503546513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2915180417503546513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2915180417503546513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/11/be-brave-like-beth.html' title='Be brave like Beth'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWr4Fp6f8cI/TsqNsdUxGVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HdaKj64c69s/s72-c/-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3550520759959729112</id><published>2011-11-13T19:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:04:49.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPpHR_KH_u4/TsCM3ohlJ-I/AAAAAAAAC90/7xz4UKq9Lzs/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPpHR_KH_u4/TsCM3ohlJ-I/AAAAAAAAC90/7xz4UKq9Lzs/s320/-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And he came bearing gifts! I love Cayden's new hat. She might hate wearing shoes but she loves hats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNSGR-vh1QU/TsCM5wTq1vI/AAAAAAAAC98/p9dYxAf5TyY/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNSGR-vh1QU/TsCM5wTq1vI/AAAAAAAAC98/p9dYxAf5TyY/s320/-3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3GcerWMxAA/TsCM7gLxowI/AAAAAAAAC-E/n2NG6c_XW-A/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3GcerWMxAA/TsCM7gLxowI/AAAAAAAAC-E/n2NG6c_XW-A/s320/-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was where Bryan stayed in the city of Huanmantanga, Peru (13,000 feet in Andes Mountains). They had low pressure running water for 6 hours a day, and rock hard beds, but survived! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3TCXovJYWPc/TsCRJH4Z6lI/AAAAAAAAC-M/wKMl3Jd9Pbk/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3TCXovJYWPc/TsCRJH4Z6lI/AAAAAAAAC-M/wKMl3Jd9Pbk/s320/-1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;City streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xittsN1TQ_8/TsCRNt7fI5I/AAAAAAAAC-U/h_oZ9xSK6j8/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xittsN1TQ_8/TsCRNt7fI5I/AAAAAAAAC-U/h_oZ9xSK6j8/s320/-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eating dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PTfUc2DXC0M/TsCRSBg7YUI/AAAAAAAAC-c/9kwipwhRI7Y/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PTfUc2DXC0M/TsCRSBg7YUI/AAAAAAAAC-c/9kwipwhRI7Y/s320/-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pig head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arYHlyPMbGw/TsCRVEhpZBI/AAAAAAAAC-k/iQpWLnh8VwE/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arYHlyPMbGw/TsCRVEhpZBI/AAAAAAAAC-k/iQpWLnh8VwE/s320/-4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The whole group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QRJj9ibEPqY/TsCRYOSjRzI/AAAAAAAAC-s/fUAT0Rqb4W8/s1600/-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QRJj9ibEPqY/TsCRYOSjRzI/AAAAAAAAC-s/fUAT0Rqb4W8/s320/-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Clearing a field so the school teacher can plant crops to feed the school children, who are very undernourished. The group bought her $500 of seed to plant and helped clear the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMPuc7ItjTE/TsCReaK1u4I/AAAAAAAAC-0/F9dwHl8ZW_0/s1600/-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMPuc7ItjTE/TsCReaK1u4I/AAAAAAAAC-0/F9dwHl8ZW_0/s320/-6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Little one watching the older girls play volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jnWxMr3UQY/TsCRgJeaq9I/AAAAAAAAC-8/W3B29xzriUY/s1600/-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jnWxMr3UQY/TsCRgJeaq9I/AAAAAAAAC-8/W3B29xzriUY/s320/-7.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bryan and a little friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wplQ_Xr_ATI/TsCRid4w6dI/AAAAAAAAC_E/r6fKQ_z4JCA/s1600/-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wplQ_Xr_ATI/TsCRid4w6dI/AAAAAAAAC_E/r6fKQ_z4JCA/s320/-8.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The view from their room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xzSTmbQylaU/TsCRnYibC-I/AAAAAAAAC_M/fbAYapa77oE/s1600/-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xzSTmbQylaU/TsCRnYibC-I/AAAAAAAAC_M/fbAYapa77oE/s320/-9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RCR8w6ujWLM/TsCMhzpE_yI/AAAAAAAAC9s/ZGwAeb2z3iM/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RCR8w6ujWLM/TsCMhzpE_yI/AAAAAAAAC9s/ZGwAeb2z3iM/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matching hats from Peru!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-3550520759959729112?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3550520759959729112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3550520759959729112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3550520759959729112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3550520759959729112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/11/back-together.html' title='Back together'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPpHR_KH_u4/TsCM3ohlJ-I/AAAAAAAAC90/7xz4UKq9Lzs/s72-c/-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5030665915333510791</id><published>2011-11-12T00:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:13:10.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week without daddy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To tell the truth, this week flew by....like most other weeks in our house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday was super busy with church, Monday I can't remember&amp;nbsp;- except I made an amazing dinner that Bryan would have hated and I tutored, Tuesday I worked and Bryan's parents brought dinner (thank you!), Wednesday&amp;nbsp;Lauren had friends over to work on a project and I tutored. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2DQitrbT9w/Tr4npNA1XdI/AAAAAAAAANo/2jjnGHpYP54/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2DQitrbT9w/Tr4npNA1XdI/AAAAAAAAANo/2jjnGHpYP54/s320/-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We did get to visit with the Bartruffs on Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They love getting to see Cayden, and we love seeing them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dS_AkS_Fmm4/Tr4nwfvHKZI/AAAAAAAAANw/gnT2ckGZAqM/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dS_AkS_Fmm4/Tr4nwfvHKZI/AAAAAAAAANw/gnT2ckGZAqM/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;While we were up in their neck of the woods, we went to the outlets to get some basketball shoes for Joe. Cayden wanted to try on some shoes too...we found some purple ones, but they were Kobes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cRuI8U1K27Y/Tr4nz3MqjgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JQZms8qYb4c/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cRuI8U1K27Y/Tr4nz3MqjgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JQZms8qYb4c/s320/-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also on Thursday, Alicia came down&amp;nbsp;after work to keep me company and Kyle and Kari brought dinner&amp;nbsp;(Thank you!). &lt;br /&gt;Then of course, there was youth group Friday night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ4tGlkAsAk/Tr4n2mCbLaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_7pAdOp73BY/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ4tGlkAsAk/Tr4n2mCbLaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_7pAdOp73BY/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Where Cayden discovered ice. Very exciting, but very hard to hold onto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOmr6hzVOT8/Tr4n6EHy-7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/xcPgBjLI9B0/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOmr6hzVOT8/Tr4n6EHy-7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/xcPgBjLI9B0/s320/-2.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She also worked on crawling...pretty frustrating, but she's trying! Once she actually had her butt all the way up in the air with her legs straight, I thought she was gonna just stand up! She ended up falling back into a sitting position, but I was so surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpPFw6Uh6is/Tr4n8yEJt8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bAUPvXBU5DU/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpPFw6Uh6is/Tr4n8yEJt8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bAUPvXBU5DU/s320/-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mostly, we just missed daddy this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDWRMEyLKrk/Tr4oA3DjDEI/AAAAAAAAAOY/AHycIiut2IY/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDWRMEyLKrk/Tr4oA3DjDEI/AAAAAAAAAOY/AHycIiut2IY/s320/-4.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We will see him today, though, Lord willing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-5030665915333510791?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5030665915333510791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5030665915333510791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5030665915333510791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5030665915333510791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/11/week-without-daddy.html' title='A week without daddy...'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2DQitrbT9w/Tr4npNA1XdI/AAAAAAAAANo/2jjnGHpYP54/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4419268600924909336</id><published>2011-11-07T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:25:58.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 month stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Height: 28 inches (80th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weight: 17 pounds, 1 ounce (40th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J_2LW6JzZzM/TrjV5aTkXDI/AAAAAAAAC9E/59vrPNxK9HI/s1600/7+months-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J_2LW6JzZzM/TrjV5aTkXDI/AAAAAAAAC9E/59vrPNxK9HI/s320/7+months-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh fall, how I love your fleeting colors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vs29nKX0dwU/TrjV8ngkW1I/AAAAAAAAC9M/m7ogS21k0g0/s1600/7+months-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vs29nKX0dwU/TrjV8ngkW1I/AAAAAAAAC9M/m7ogS21k0g0/s320/7+months-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;These next pics show Cayden wearing the sweater Great Grandma Hunter made her and the skirt Grandma Julie made her. She is also sporting some wicked poofy after-bath hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3OOouTrrXyY/TrjWBAw2iXI/AAAAAAAAC9U/Jsu7SgfJvHA/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3OOouTrrXyY/TrjWBAw2iXI/AAAAAAAAC9U/Jsu7SgfJvHA/s320/-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is what happens to Cayden's hair if we don't put a barrette in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MElGfv1rT7Y/TrjWGYo-dyI/AAAAAAAAC9c/0pITl-jR11U/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MElGfv1rT7Y/TrjWGYo-dyI/AAAAAAAAC9c/0pITl-jR11U/s320/-2.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This month, Cayden worked on swim crawling, and even pulled herself up to a standing position next to the couch (once). She is eating like crazy, anywhere from 3-6 jars of baby food each day! The last three nights I have been letting her "cry it out" to see if I can get her sleeping through the night because 8 months of no continuous sleep is KILLING me! The first night she cried for an hour straight, the second night she cried on and off for an hour, last night she let out one big cry, and I cuddled her and she went back to sleep all night! So I'm hoping tonight is the night for the marathon sleep! Time will tell.... Let's see, what else? Cayden loves to clap, sometimes as "more" and sometimes just because. She sometimes squeals when she sees someone familiar (usually Lauren or me) and still has ZERO stranger anxiety. She doesn't like being at home all day and eats when she is bored. She likes to have lots of blankets in bed with her to keep her warm (like me!) and we take Douglas everywhere. She is loving to eat cheerios and freeze dried yogurt bites, but doesn't really love avocado yet. She loves all fruit baby food, and will tolerate the meat and veggies. She is a good baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CneA5sRPe00/TrjWLAa4_ZI/AAAAAAAAC9k/Gxy2dNG-A3w/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CneA5sRPe00/TrjWLAa4_ZI/AAAAAAAAC9k/Gxy2dNG-A3w/s320/-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thumbs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;up for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;8 months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-4419268600924909336?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4419268600924909336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4419268600924909336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4419268600924909336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4419268600924909336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/11/8-month-stats.html' title='8 month stats'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J_2LW6JzZzM/TrjV5aTkXDI/AAAAAAAAC9E/59vrPNxK9HI/s72-c/7+months-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2545900920342222577</id><published>2011-11-04T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T03:40:03.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The moment when you feel so small</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is one of those moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The moment in your life when you feel helpless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The moment when you realize this world does not revolve around you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The moment when you have to cry out to God, pleading with him to do what he is already doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The last time I had this moment,&amp;nbsp;it was probably close to this time of night - 3:30 am....but I was laying in a hospital bed next to the most precious gift I've ever&amp;nbsp;been given,&amp;nbsp;straining my eyes&amp;nbsp;in the dark to watch her tiny chest rise and fall. Sometimes I would wake&amp;nbsp;in a panic, placing my hand on her swaddling to feel her tiny movements. I couldn't bear the&amp;nbsp;thought of her leaving me after she had just begun. Amidst that sleepless night, I finally gave up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I gave up my power, I gave up my control, I gave up my daughter to Him.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I realized I cannot&amp;nbsp;keep her breathing without Him. I cannot&amp;nbsp;make her live a day longer than&amp;nbsp;He ordains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He decides&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I prayed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Watch over my baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Please don't take her&amp;nbsp;away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Keep her safe for me, because&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I love her more&amp;nbsp;than life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3HjrjRVJVw/TrO4ptJIztI/AAAAAAAAALc/aeZnizIeYhU/s1600/meeting-35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3HjrjRVJVw/TrO4ptJIztI/AAAAAAAAALc/aeZnizIeYhU/s640/meeting-35.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;here I am&lt;/strong&gt; in that moment again, asking God to watch over my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As I type, Bryan is driving up to Portland,&amp;nbsp;where he will fly out of to Atlanta, then to Lima, Peru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He will then be traveling into the Andes Mountains to a very remote&amp;nbsp;village to teach children there about Christ.&amp;nbsp;There is pretty much 0% chance I will hear from him while he is in Peru.....so&amp;nbsp;the plan&amp;nbsp;is to wait a week until he is back in the states. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't think I've gone a week without talking to Bryan&amp;nbsp;since he was on Camp Team&amp;nbsp;with Corban in 2005. That's 6 and 1/2&amp;nbsp;years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So here we go again, God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have no power, no control, and no husband for the next 8 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Please watch over him and protect him and bring him back to us, because&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love him more than life&lt;/span&gt; and his baby girl needs her daddy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-2545900920342222577?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2545900920342222577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2545900920342222577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2545900920342222577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2545900920342222577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/11/moment-when-you-feel-so-small.html' title='The moment when you feel so small'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3HjrjRVJVw/TrO4ptJIztI/AAAAAAAAALc/aeZnizIeYhU/s72-c/meeting-35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-1804088961536867299</id><published>2011-11-03T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T13:52:54.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new with Cayden?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Over the course of 24 hours after Halloween,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cayden has developed two strange quirks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When she eats, she now makes this monkey face.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suc8SMBKmo0/TrL9Et0EMCI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZWiU6eM-iCM/s1600/monkey-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suc8SMBKmo0/TrL9Et0EMCI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZWiU6eM-iCM/s320/monkey-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R92VN7E63_8/TrL9M1iZoEI/AAAAAAAAALU/5u4CpzY0U18/s1600/beach-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R92VN7E63_8/TrL9M1iZoEI/AAAAAAAAALU/5u4CpzY0U18/s320/beach-7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;And Nov. 1 also was the day she started constantly sticking out her tongue. Pretty cute for 5 minutes but pretty weird for the past 3 days. When she was born, the doctor said she was mildly tongue tied (short frenulum), which is why she has a little butt tongue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She also now likes to attack her bib in the middle of eating. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v2esCtPG_C4/TrL9H4G3xXI/AAAAAAAAALM/8GeDF04cdL8/s1600/monkey-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v2esCtPG_C4/TrL9H4G3xXI/AAAAAAAAALM/8GeDF04cdL8/s320/monkey-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-1804088961536867299?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/1804088961536867299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=1804088961536867299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1804088961536867299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1804088961536867299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-new-with-cayden.html' title='What&apos;s new with Cayden?'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suc8SMBKmo0/TrL9Et0EMCI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZWiU6eM-iCM/s72-c/monkey-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-6190039773541914481</id><published>2011-10-31T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:03:34.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins, kitty and tasty leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jOA_q0rvk8/Tq93aCFEjyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J9TefUS3OqQ/s1600/kitty-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jOA_q0rvk8/Tq93aCFEjyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J9TefUS3OqQ/s320/kitty-3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Halloween everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our little KitKat had a great time showing off her costume to both grandparents, Great-Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Hunter and Alicia and Ben. She was definitely tired after all that, but it was fun in the moment!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last Tuesday we had our annual pumpkin carving party with our Salem friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(the ones that could make it anyway!). We didn't actually carve any pumpkins because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;knives + Lute children = DANGER! Haha...but we still had fun dressing the kids up and eating tacos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsRjDmDLE30/Tq93LGJ45RI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3BYxWvaDhM0/s1600/halloween+party-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsRjDmDLE30/Tq93LGJ45RI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3BYxWvaDhM0/s320/halloween+party-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On Saturday we finally carved our pumpkins with Youngi's help. She carved Cayden's name into Cayden's little pumpkin and apparently the babe approved because here she is clapping away!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q-FjpC1fsMY/Tq93miJMgFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LcHBiWIG6Bo/s1600/carving-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q-FjpC1fsMY/Tq93miJMgFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LcHBiWIG6Bo/s320/carving-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Joe carved his first pumpkin too...and not too shabby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dfBQEi8DyE8/Tq93qg-EbWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ADP7_PEouZs/s1600/carving-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dfBQEi8DyE8/Tq93qg-EbWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ADP7_PEouZs/s320/carving-3.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here's the finished products....Joe's, Cayden's, my goblin and Lauren's spooky house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GFIJkgxWATc/Tq93xlj7dOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GUWXeZhRcHs/s1600/carving-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GFIJkgxWATc/Tq93xlj7dOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GUWXeZhRcHs/s320/carving-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And, yes, I let my child eat leaves if it means she stays still while I take fall pictures of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiBS9MPGftM/Tq933wC4oYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UWKSDCaTyQA/s1600/leaves-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiBS9MPGftM/Tq933wC4oYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UWKSDCaTyQA/s320/leaves-1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This weather is AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SdhsqhNKA0/Tq938muaOSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7TWNgPtKP0I/s1600/leaves-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SdhsqhNKA0/Tq938muaOSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7TWNgPtKP0I/s320/leaves-3.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last Monday, we went to the pumpkin patch to buy said pumpkins. &lt;br /&gt;Aren't my two favorite people the cutest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VC9CeUxY8/Tq94DZTCDnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Rq5i_3LFRNg/s1600/pumpkin+patch-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VC9CeUxY8/Tq94DZTCDnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Rq5i_3LFRNg/s320/pumpkin+patch-1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Another beautiful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zA-eVhiJ0NM/Tq94ItZmBkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iKEIp0tC2Iw/s1600/pumpkin+patch-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zA-eVhiJ0NM/Tq94ItZmBkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iKEIp0tC2Iw/s320/pumpkin+patch-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a4kOWeLwsYs/Tq94N_J_sJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/H_flzSxaykY/s1600/pumpkin+patch-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a4kOWeLwsYs/Tq94N_J_sJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/H_flzSxaykY/s320/pumpkin+patch-6.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First family picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNgHYq5s-EA/Tq94RQ9RDsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/84-gGQfTDls/s1600/pumpkin+patch-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNgHYq5s-EA/Tq94RQ9RDsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/84-gGQfTDls/s320/pumpkin+patch-7.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's a big pumpkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c_lWV3EWWEY/Tq94WEheuBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tGzbUatr634/s1600/pumpkin+patch-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c_lWV3EWWEY/Tq94WEheuBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tGzbUatr634/s320/pumpkin+patch-8.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope your day was full of cute kids like mine was!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nbis2TP2Yrs/Tq93RB8e-HI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pscne5rUihA/s1600/kitty-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nbis2TP2Yrs/Tq93RB8e-HI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pscne5rUihA/s320/kitty-1.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-6190039773541914481?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/6190039773541914481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=6190039773541914481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6190039773541914481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6190039773541914481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkins-kitty-and-tasty-leaves.html' title='Pumpkins, kitty and tasty leaves'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jOA_q0rvk8/Tq93aCFEjyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J9TefUS3OqQ/s72-c/kitty-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8421087430134028241</id><published>2011-10-22T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T15:31:27.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The secret to easy fall pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10YsFIbgpNI/TqM_VdxcNGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/964eyX1cxyI/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10YsFIbgpNI/TqM_VdxcNGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/964eyX1cxyI/s400/-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We finally have grass for Cayden's little toes to wiggle in! This fall we tore up our whole yard with my grandpa's tractor and reseeded the entire quarter-acre&amp;nbsp;yard (which is no small feat!). I was very&amp;nbsp;mad when clover started growing en mass before my grass even had a chance, but the grass is coming up now too and hopefully the weed killer in the spring will take&amp;nbsp;care of the clover.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pXPgzwXXIqE/TqM_ZXT8FaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LYYALzbPggk/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pXPgzwXXIqE/TqM_ZXT8FaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LYYALzbPggk/s320/-4.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;In other news, Cayden is still not crawling, for the million people that ask me this every day!! Below is as close as she gets. She will rock back and forth like this, and then just flop on to her stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hRxIb6-q5Gs/TqM_djZ1SyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PEdG7ytITvI/s1600/-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hRxIb6-q5Gs/TqM_djZ1SyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PEdG7ytITvI/s320/-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also discovered a trick to holiday pics (at least fall pics). Go to your local nursery....I went to Garland's on Hwy 20....they are all decked out in fall props just waiting for a cute baby to sit in them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejJWe3_Rn6A/TqM_hBJ_MeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QcPUsJWi7JY/s1600/fall-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejJWe3_Rn6A/TqM_hBJ_MeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QcPUsJWi7JY/s320/fall-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love her two teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AD9B8T743eQ/TqM_kJ7i-wI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gxhXSdzY4yU/s1600/fall-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AD9B8T743eQ/TqM_kJ7i-wI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gxhXSdzY4yU/s400/fall-2.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was semi-scary to take this picture because I put her inside the huge planters, but she held herself up just fine and the planters have such cool colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3PBtqleL60/TqM_m-hwamI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hzyOkOatHqg/s1600/fall-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3PBtqleL60/TqM_m-hwamI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hzyOkOatHqg/s320/fall-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-8421087430134028241?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8421087430134028241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8421087430134028241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8421087430134028241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8421087430134028241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/10/secret-to-easy-fall-pics.html' title='The secret to easy fall pics!'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10YsFIbgpNI/TqM_VdxcNGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/964eyX1cxyI/s72-c/-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4483072296806931028</id><published>2011-10-18T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:28:09.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saurkraut and kitties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a very busy time in our house! With me tutoring twice a week, church events 4 times a week, two hungry teenageers and a 7-month-old who STILL won't sleep through the night, life is flying by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kin6bXqbgTE/Tp5YwuNtmXI/AAAAAAAAADM/-r95BOTGSWk/s1600/peeks-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kin6bXqbgTE/Tp5YwuNtmXI/AAAAAAAAADM/-r95BOTGSWk/s320/peeks-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Occasionally, I get a chance to snuggle my baby like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lH3WqIKn2e4/Tp5Y0pONoUI/AAAAAAAAADU/y7fdCpFlJww/s1600/snugs-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lH3WqIKn2e4/Tp5Y0pONoUI/AAAAAAAAADU/y7fdCpFlJww/s320/snugs-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She usually will not sit like this....she's really a wiggler, not a snuggler, but this night last week she had woken up from sleeping and had a little food and just wanted to be snuggled. Usually this happens in the dead of night when she wakes up and I feed her in her room, but this time I was downstairs and asked Bryan to take a pic. &lt;/div&gt;We also got to visit with Great Grandma and Grandpa Ullman this week, twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rSpb5mkrMf0/Tp5Y5kcyRAI/AAAAAAAAADc/AYqy2f_GF28/s1600/June+and+gparents-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rSpb5mkrMf0/Tp5Y5kcyRAI/AAAAAAAAADc/AYqy2f_GF28/s320/June+and+gparents-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And look, Grandpa didn't break her! As you can see, Cayden now loves to clap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKwfC9SllfQ/Tp5Y9PwPPcI/AAAAAAAAADk/1m-3BayljWM/s1600/June+and+gparents-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKwfC9SllfQ/Tp5Y9PwPPcI/AAAAAAAAADk/1m-3BayljWM/s320/June+and+gparents-3.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joe and Lauren also got to meet my Grandma's kitties...see more pictures below...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0BJRVC96rM/Tp5azdeEgPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4jNx8C7u46w/s1600/kitties-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0BJRVC96rM/Tp5azdeEgPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4jNx8C7u46w/s320/kitties-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also got a visit from the Mendenhalls this weekend, and Carroll got to meet Cayden for the first time, sporting the Oakland Raiders jacket he picked out for her last fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01kiz1x147I/Tp5ZC6X5EJI/AAAAAAAAADs/HJssXuS7wpE/s1600/mendenhalls-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01kiz1x147I/Tp5ZC6X5EJI/AAAAAAAAADs/HJssXuS7wpE/s320/mendenhalls-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;On Sunday we went back out to the cabin and had the annual Saurkraut making with the Ullman family. We got to meet brand new 3rd cousin Breyer (my cousin's new baby). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRNSiR7pOx4/Tp5ZJCXD6DI/AAAAAAAAAD0/SGyzUNidvLI/s1600/breyer-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRNSiR7pOx4/Tp5ZJCXD6DI/AAAAAAAAAD0/SGyzUNidvLI/s320/breyer-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cayden tried to give him a high five, but it didn't work out too great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a1FRbtouhQ0/Tp5ZLRCepWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9MRJ2-77mzk/s1600/breyer-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a1FRbtouhQ0/Tp5ZLRCepWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9MRJ2-77mzk/s320/breyer-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Joe pounding the Saurkraut....it's a lot of work!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ex1UQgl_WMA/Tp5bCxu_SfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uEfwCulu188/s1600/sauerkraut-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ex1UQgl_WMA/Tp5bCxu_SfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uEfwCulu188/s320/sauerkraut-2.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the kitties! Want one? Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUiG2PhCeZ4/Tp5a3Oy3UYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rjYTMoigoH0/s1600/kitties-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUiG2PhCeZ4/Tp5a3Oy3UYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rjYTMoigoH0/s320/kitties-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is Lauren attempting to feed a kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1q_8w_jbFyg/Tp5a7T1XmdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CDcODZ9q5Qs/s1600/kitties-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1q_8w_jbFyg/Tp5a7T1XmdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CDcODZ9q5Qs/s320/kitties-5.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here's my grandma expertly feeding the kitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pCX1YLfNKPQ/Tp5a_R0N5sI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6B0ABqWJdMk/s1600/kitties-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pCX1YLfNKPQ/Tp5a_R0N5sI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6B0ABqWJdMk/s320/kitties-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&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/7781222971894631610-4483072296806931028?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4483072296806931028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4483072296806931028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4483072296806931028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4483072296806931028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/10/saurkraut-and-kitties.html' title='Saurkraut and kitties'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kin6bXqbgTE/Tp5YwuNtmXI/AAAAAAAAADM/-r95BOTGSWk/s72-c/peeks-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2002249892258268950</id><published>2011-10-08T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:32:55.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somebody is 7 months old...yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q0WlVM4rsHo/TpEe5xDsDRI/AAAAAAAAACs/oC3ahp6uQO8/s1600/farm-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q0WlVM4rsHo/TpEe5xDsDRI/AAAAAAAAACs/oC3ahp6uQO8/s400/farm-1.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What's the big deal guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8CUfptbEy8/TpEe-xh7ELI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZMU0A3t5jEU/s1600/farm-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8CUfptbEy8/TpEe-xh7ELI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZMU0A3t5jEU/s320/farm-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSZHj8lwXtM/TpEgXXfbvPI/AAAAAAAAADA/-hUpzatuim0/s1600/macie-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSZHj8lwXtM/TpEgXXfbvPI/AAAAAAAAADA/-hUpzatuim0/s320/macie-2.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today was a busy day. Bryan is off on the college beach retreat and Lauren went to work concessions at the OSU game and Joe decided to stay home and do homework slash watch T.V. and I went to Salem. After dropping Cayden off at Bryce and Julie's, I met up with Melissa and Alicia for brunch and then went to visit Mal&amp;nbsp;and Eden for a bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After that, Alicia and I went&amp;nbsp;back to Bryce&amp;nbsp;and Julie's where Cayden was sleeping like a dead person....she slept for&amp;nbsp;2&amp;nbsp;hours....sprawled out on her back, binkie on her chest&amp;nbsp;....just OUT.&amp;nbsp;After Cayden woke up, Alicia went home and I took Cayden out to my parents' farm, where she tried out her scooter (first pic on this post), which used to be Shane's! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31aGK5pwcaU/TpEfFr2kAvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xUN2aTYAFAA/s1600/farm-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31aGK5pwcaU/TpEfFr2kAvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xUN2aTYAFAA/s320/farm-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom's friend, Ann came out to pick pears with my mom. She and Cayden fed the neighbor's horse...named Angie!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2GQN5Q_H0sg/TpEhVOryo7I/AAAAAAAAADE/QmI-7I1u_34/s1600/farm-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2GQN5Q_H0sg/TpEhVOryo7I/AAAAAAAAADE/QmI-7I1u_34/s320/farm-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcN-7nKNBQA/TpEfMzvvMeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vun_WyaRDY4/s1600/farm-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcN-7nKNBQA/TpEfMzvvMeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vun_WyaRDY4/s320/farm-9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And btw, Cayden doesn't like it when you take her binkie away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But she sure does love pears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qtER1qIskk/TpEkbLhGwKI/AAAAAAAAADI/HS04XFMepA8/s1600/farm-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qtER1qIskk/TpEkbLhGwKI/AAAAAAAAADI/HS04XFMepA8/s320/farm-8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And she loves secrets from Macie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzKejAsCAps/TpEgV-C5DVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/6QVxdoKuCFo/s1600/macie-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzKejAsCAps/TpEgV-C5DVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/6QVxdoKuCFo/s320/macie-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stats as of 9/28/11: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weight: 15 pounds,&amp;nbsp;9.5 oz (25th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Height: 26 and 1/8 inches (41st percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Head circumference: 17 and 1/4 inches (72nd percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing she's outgrowing are the head holes in the onesies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This month Cayden dove headfirst into baby food, eating 2-3 cans a day plus either barley or oatmeal cereal every day. She is rolling around a lot and attempting to crawl using her toes. It doesn't really work, but she's getting the idea that she needs to use her legs to get where she wants to go. We started water babies class at Osbourne....which is quite embarrassing. We sing really dumb songs that the kids are completely clueless about and I don't really sing, I just bob Cayden around in the water. She likes the class most of the time, except when she is ready for a nap instead of a swim. Another thing I dislike very much about swimming pools are all the wrinkly women walking around naked in the changing rooms. So not ok. But other than those drawbacks, Cayden is learning how to deal with being dipped, enjoys drinking the water, and sometimes floats on her back (while I hold her head up). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;likes to "sing" at church during worship, or whenever she is somewhere loud. She now goes into the nursery with Joice every Sunday. She has "mastered" cheerios, but still has a hard time getting ahold of banana pieces. She is not a fan of ground chicken, and I can't really blame her. It smells like wet dog food. She loves to be anywhere but home (bad sign?) and has started sleeping through the night, inconsistently, but still, I will take it! She pretty much will sleep from 1:00 am to 7:00 am, which is great! She takes two naps a day, sometimes three. She usually wakes up happy in the morning, eats and then is ready for her first nap by 9 am, unless we are&amp;nbsp;out doing something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She usually falls asleep in the car once we hit 55 mph, and she loves to chew paper. Oh, and&amp;nbsp;fruit stems. I wonder when she will figure out that is not the tastiest part of the fruit. She has 2 teeth all the way through, and has only bitten me twice, and it wasn't intentional. She doesn't know any words, but babbles&amp;nbsp;"dadadada" and "nananana" so I'm hoping someday those will&amp;nbsp;turn into Daddy and Mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She doesn't really mimic us,&amp;nbsp;except when splashing or eating. She always&amp;nbsp;watches us&amp;nbsp;eat and usually&amp;nbsp;gets&amp;nbsp;jealous if she can't eat too. She is fascinated by mouths....always has been now that I think about it. When she looks at people, she usually won't smile unless they do something funny with their mouth. She likes to play the binkie game where I steal it from her mouth with my mouth and she takes it back, then gives it back to me.&amp;nbsp;She thinks it's funny and it's&amp;nbsp;our only game, so I have to record it, no matter how silly it is! Cayden went to her first non-family babysitter this month....Lois and her sister Seihwa watched her for a few hours while I was tutoring and Bryan was at&amp;nbsp;a meeting. She did great of course, and even fell asleep before we picked her up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't think of anything else, so that's it for now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;PS. This is my 200th blog! Can you believe it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-2002249892258268950?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2002249892258268950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2002249892258268950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2002249892258268950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2002249892258268950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/10/7-months.html' title='7 months'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q0WlVM4rsHo/TpEe5xDsDRI/AAAAAAAAACs/oC3ahp6uQO8/s72-c/farm-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3060681128354291613</id><published>2011-10-06T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T10:10:21.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny thing happened last night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last night was Crrrraazzzzzzzy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was pretty much a normal day until nightfall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I tutor on Mondays and Wednesdays from 7-9pm and Bryan stays home with Cayden and the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bryan has a college retreat this weekend and wanted to go&amp;nbsp;food shopping after I got home. On my way to tutoring, I noticed that the gas gauge was on E, which is NOT a good thing, especially in the white car. It takes two hands to count how many times I have run out of gas in that car. Once in college, my roommates and I had to push it down Lancaster to get to the gas station. So, mental note: get gas on the way home because I don't have time right now because I'm always late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Two hours later, when I finished tutoring, I called Bryan to see if he&amp;nbsp;would rather me just go shopping since&amp;nbsp;I was already in town. He said he'd rather just go shopping with me. The baby&amp;nbsp;was sleeping, it was 9:30 pm and she should be sleeping for&amp;nbsp;the night, so I told&amp;nbsp;Bryan to come and meet me at Winco and leave&amp;nbsp;the SLEEPING baby with Joe and Lauren.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So Bryan told Lauren she was in charge, to which she responded, "WHAT?" She's not really a baby person. Bryan assured her that everything would be fine and that&amp;nbsp;the baby was sleeping away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So we shopped and shopped for all the food for the college students and then when we were ALMOST done, perusing the chip&amp;nbsp;aisle for walkin' taco chips when my phone rings and I KNOW&amp;nbsp;it's Lauren. I answer&amp;nbsp;the phone and all I hear is&amp;nbsp;my baby screaming. And Lauren. Freaking out. I almost laughed. So I coached Lauren to find the milk in the fridge and feed her, and I left Bryan with a cart full of unhealthy college food and took off for home (we had two cars, remember?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I reached the corner store, my car started to sputter and&amp;nbsp;I KNEW. I&amp;nbsp;almost made it home. ALMOST.&amp;nbsp;On a very dark 99W just south of the blueberry fields,&amp;nbsp;my car&amp;nbsp;rolled&amp;nbsp;to a stop in&amp;nbsp;on the shoulder, about a mile from home.&amp;nbsp;Cherry on top: it was raining.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I call Bryan, he's at checkout. I call Lauren, Joe answers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our conversation:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Joe:&amp;nbsp;Hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Hi, how's she doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Joe: This is Joe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Hi, how's Cayden?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Joe: Lauren is feeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Ok&amp;nbsp;well I ran out of gas, so Bryan is going to pick me up and we will be there soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Joe: Ok. What&amp;nbsp;time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: About&amp;nbsp;15 minutes? (This is&amp;nbsp;a lie...not intentional,&amp;nbsp;just wishful thinking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Joe: Ok, byeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After watching headlights&amp;nbsp;after headlights ZOOM past me, I finally see one with a blinker and Bryan is there to save me! We rush home, leaving the white car&amp;nbsp;and its hazards&amp;nbsp;flickering in our rear view mirror.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we get home, Lauren is in her bedroom window giving us a stare down....I don't think she will be volunteering for babysitting anytime soon. By that time, Cayden is fine, just tired and a little gassy. We still have to go get&amp;nbsp;the white car, so we pack Cayden up in her car seat with her apple juice and take off. Of&amp;nbsp;course now it is 11:00pm and all the close&amp;nbsp;and convenient gas stations are closed, so we have to drive&amp;nbsp;all the way into town to get&amp;nbsp;2 gallons of gas. When we get back to my car, the hazards are no longer blinking. Bad sign, FYI. The battery is dead.....could this get worse? No, actually, it doesn't get worse. A random tow truck pulls up behind us and helped us with&amp;nbsp;some super long jumper cables and after a few minutes of pouring on the juice, our car was running again and the baby was fast asleep in&amp;nbsp;her car seat. Moral of the story....always bring the baby.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kx5A8o3VcVk/To6YSizzoBI/AAAAAAAAACg/ksZHw82iTtg/s1600/macie-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kx5A8o3VcVk/To6YSizzoBI/AAAAAAAAACg/ksZHw82iTtg/s320/macie-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-3060681128354291613?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3060681128354291613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3060681128354291613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3060681128354291613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3060681128354291613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/10/funny-thing-happened-last-night.html' title='Funny thing happened last night...'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kx5A8o3VcVk/To6YSizzoBI/AAAAAAAAACg/ksZHw82iTtg/s72-c/macie-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4037632375736166792</id><published>2011-10-01T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T20:34:41.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crack kills!</title><content type='html'>﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Say no to crack....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;or as Isla prefers: "Crack kills!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hwhwB-DcYQ/TofXwnXYg3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/UDwyvdR8x-g/s1600/crack-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hwhwB-DcYQ/TofXwnXYg3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/UDwyvdR8x-g/s320/crack-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QaAoK0HGF_A/TofXeInKs3I/AAAAAAAAACA/N-XLExACJ6c/s1600/cheerios-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QaAoK0HGF_A/TofXeInKs3I/AAAAAAAAACA/N-XLExACJ6c/s320/cheerios-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week, Cayden has made great advances in cheerio dexterity.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8yukQ-V_wk/TofXc3TzAQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UJ3FRPHwhdY/s1600/cheerios-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8yukQ-V_wk/TofXc3TzAQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UJ3FRPHwhdY/s320/cheerios-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her rate of success is about 1&amp;nbsp;of 10. Macie's rate of success&amp;nbsp;= 9&amp;nbsp;of 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Can you see the teeth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_w9t_N8Cxc/TofXV-HfubI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iAHK44v5xpg/s1600/teeth-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_w9t_N8Cxc/TofXV-HfubI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iAHK44v5xpg/s320/teeth-2.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;don't worry, she's not always sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ_UM_eZFZA/TofXnarHInI/AAAAAAAAACE/cEZKb-iAJes/s1600/cheerios-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ_UM_eZFZA/TofXnarHInI/AAAAAAAAACE/cEZKb-iAJes/s320/cheerios-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At Grandma Hunter's house, Cayden fell asleep like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fu8SRePzzCU/TofXqBWRTfI/AAAAAAAAACI/9uYmZoDIft4/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fu8SRePzzCU/TofXqBWRTfI/AAAAAAAAACI/9uYmZoDIft4/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If this were to happen at home, she would be freaking out, but not at Grandma's! She woke up happy and loves looking out the window from her crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K98nU8mZXlA/TofXtbsoDAI/AAAAAAAAACM/_8LcnwYDGk8/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K98nU8mZXlA/TofXtbsoDAI/AAAAAAAAACM/_8LcnwYDGk8/s320/-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She is also loving bananas....but I have to watch her closely because she literally bites off more than she can chew, therby choking herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqG525Io__s/TofXyqD9GlI/AAAAAAAAACU/6ziBHbGrXR4/s1600/banana-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqG525Io__s/TofXyqD9GlI/AAAAAAAAACU/6ziBHbGrXR4/s320/banana-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At youth group, Cayden made some new friends....Violet and Joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8Qt1XIqSE0/TofZ_UoSS1I/AAAAAAAAACc/3l8kurfKpk0/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8Qt1XIqSE0/TofZ_UoSS1I/AAAAAAAAACc/3l8kurfKpk0/s320/-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-4037632375736166792?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4037632375736166792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4037632375736166792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4037632375736166792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4037632375736166792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/10/say-no-to-crack.html' title='Crack kills!'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hwhwB-DcYQ/TofXwnXYg3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/UDwyvdR8x-g/s72-c/crack-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7786927879889159851</id><published>2011-09-26T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:50:24.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth and tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eEvZ-Wn3xwA/ToFTkCgwffI/AAAAAAAAABs/5JRwl70EikE/s1600/joice-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eEvZ-Wn3xwA/ToFTkCgwffI/AAAAAAAAABs/5JRwl70EikE/s320/joice-1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This month, Cayden decided she wanted to go to the nursery during church. Actually, we decided for her, but either way, she loves it! She gets to hang out with her favorite Korean ajuma, Joice, and gets to jump around in her Rainforest Jumparoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She only cries when I come back to get her...which is pretty pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, my baby doesn't hate me, she just loves new things (like the nursery and other kids) and when she sees me, she remembers, "oh, yeah, I'm teething, I'm supposed to be grumpy when I'm with Mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is more like the norm.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zAk7kJ2SneQ/ToFTn7c-XgI/AAAAAAAAABw/vSJKOsrDBAA/s1600/sad+face-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zAk7kJ2SneQ/ToFTn7c-XgI/AAAAAAAAABw/vSJKOsrDBAA/s320/sad+face-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not really, this was an extreme moment when mean ol mommy was taking pictures of crying Cayden because she is so darn cute when she cries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3DHmN0_8tlE/ToFTtJdo8FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wfw4JGG-MNM/s1600/apples-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3DHmN0_8tlE/ToFTtJdo8FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wfw4JGG-MNM/s320/apples-4.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we give her apples and teethers and cheerios and the occasional (ok... daily) dose of tylenol.&amp;nbsp; Those teeth just keep coming (2 for sure so far) and she is doing well considering. We are down to 2 naps a day and she&amp;nbsp;is still waking up 2-3 times at night, not always hungry, but most of&amp;nbsp;the time she&amp;nbsp;eats. It is a time of sleep deprivation and pearly whites, but it is a beautiful time in the life of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-7786927879889159851?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7786927879889159851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7786927879889159851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7786927879889159851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7786927879889159851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/09/teeth-and-tears.html' title='Teeth and tears'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eEvZ-Wn3xwA/ToFTkCgwffI/AAAAAAAAABs/5JRwl70EikE/s72-c/joice-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7929431657072652934</id><published>2011-09-21T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:31:38.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The apple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jmEK63ceMko/Tnq5m4oZWhI/AAAAAAAAABo/FQz3RVqGvL4/s1600/apples-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jmEK63ceMko/Tnq5m4oZWhI/AAAAAAAAABo/FQz3RVqGvL4/s320/apples-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUEjWk4vWs8/Tnq5grfAE_I/AAAAAAAAABg/-3LrZZjFVm4/s1600/writer-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUEjWk4vWs8/Tnq5grfAE_I/AAAAAAAAABg/-3LrZZjFVm4/s320/writer-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think we might have a future writer on our hands....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnhn2_iLhC4/Tnq5lU5mCwI/AAAAAAAAABk/lzb9arT6fRg/s1600/writer-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnhn2_iLhC4/Tnq5lU5mCwI/AAAAAAAAABk/lzb9arT6fRg/s320/writer-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Blogosphere beware!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-7929431657072652934?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7929431657072652934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7929431657072652934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7929431657072652934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7929431657072652934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/09/apple.html' title='The apple.'/><author><name>Charissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708868729416503042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KaXmO7FwpWI/SDL1phsX5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui_fI8lx-oM/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jmEK63ceMko/Tnq5m4oZWhI/AAAAAAAAABo/FQz3RVqGvL4/s72-c/apples-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8998950416981347455</id><published>2011-09-13T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:44:45.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness and a first tooth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03nWj5vy37U/TnArC1yjgvI/AAAAAAAAC80/rNyhMBMNM48/s1600/jilynne+and+siera-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 214px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 299px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03nWj5vy37U/TnArC1yjgvI/AAAAAAAAC80/rNyhMBMNM48/s320/jilynne+and+siera-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;On Sept. 9 Cayden's first tooth made itself known. My mom was feeling around on her gums (this is a normal thing for her), and she found the sharp little bugger! There is no denying we are teething because this kid is an emotional basketcase right now! She will be playing one second, randomly start crying and then be fine in 2 seconds. Oh boy, can't wait for the teenage years!﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vgtDDgZIh3c/TnAqksFHRoI/AAAAAAAAC8c/wnT437p17uw/s1600/carseat+and+carrie-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vgtDDgZIh3c/TnAqksFHRoI/AAAAAAAAC8c/wnT437p17uw/s320/carseat+and+carrie-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cayden and Carrie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_HrBKfiD3A/TnAqbUHtgrI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/SyYMgZhl_Hs/s1600/carseat+and+carrie-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_HrBKfiD3A/TnAqbUHtgrI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/SyYMgZhl_Hs/s320/carseat+and+carrie-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was riding in the car and I looked back to notice this beady little eye staring at me. Cayden just realized she can see me if she really tries. She was quite enthralled. Don't worry, I wasn't driving when I took this photo. I did pull over in a wheat field to take it though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-889273aY3jE/TnAqpcXRpdI/AAAAAAAAC8g/TguuQYdwRdU/s1600/gparents+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-889273aY3jE/TnAqpcXRpdI/AAAAAAAAC8g/TguuQYdwRdU/s640/gparents+day.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandparents got sent this photo on Sunday....I bet everyone reading this is feeling bad because they forgot to say happy grandparents day to their gparents....don't feel too bad, I might have forgotten about my grandparents too...but Cayden didn't!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6UX3yyglBMU/TnAq7Nx5GYI/AAAAAAAAC8s/esB_j0dIbfY/s1600/jilynne+and+siera-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6UX3yyglBMU/TnAq7Nx5GYI/AAAAAAAAC8s/esB_j0dIbfY/s320/jilynne+and+siera-5.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jilynne learned how to change a diaper...finally!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;Joe has a very nice family with 2 older children (26 and 23) and baby Joe (14). Joe will be living with us for at least the next 2 years (minus the summers) and we are happy to have him. We are trying to teach Cayden how to say Joe-Oppa (older brother in Korean). She loves Joe, and he loves her too. He comes down to play with her for a few minutes every day and always helps carry her carseat in from&amp;nbsp;the car. &amp;nbsp;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsqHlYbO6ag/TnArfi8z4uI/AAAAAAAAC88/TAFJuo4aq9o/s1600/joe-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsqHlYbO6ag/TnArfi8z4uI/AAAAAAAAC88/TAFJuo4aq9o/s320/joe-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Joe's family (and Cayden). &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4sxpOp1Ps18/TnArcCWzzdI/AAAAAAAAC84/vlsk1ZaaPDQ/s1600/joe-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4sxpOp1Ps18/TnArcCWzzdI/AAAAAAAAC84/vlsk1ZaaPDQ/s320/joe-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joe's mom with Cayden.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-8998950416981347455?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8998950416981347455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8998950416981347455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8998950416981347455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8998950416981347455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/09/randomness-and-first-tooth.html' title='Randomness and a first tooth!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03nWj5vy37U/TnArC1yjgvI/AAAAAAAAC80/rNyhMBMNM48/s72-c/jilynne+and+siera-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-761553824342092870</id><published>2011-09-08T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T22:39:47.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month stats</title><content type='html'>Cayden is growing! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650102879600959522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v87b4OZajwo/TmkyoisG4CI/AAAAAAAAC8E/QCX_pGBe0EA/s320/-2.jpg" /&gt;Length: 26.25 inches (70th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 15 pounds, 0.5 ounces (32nd percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head circumference: 43.7 cm (83rd percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's still a bit shrimpy on the weight, but everything else (especially her big melon) is above average. We went to the doctor today for her 6 month checkup and she had to have 4 shots!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650102892742193618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iVRosvUvSYU/TmkypTpOMdI/AAAAAAAAC8U/Bmgkc3hPpmc/s320/dr-1.jpg" /&gt;She got pretty red in the face and cried hard for only a little bit. She did pretty well, considering. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650102887159372594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diUriMsmwIA/Tmkyo-2LGzI/AAAAAAAAC8M/QSgmR_y6I_4/s320/-1.jpg" /&gt;Yesterday we started her on peas, and this morning she had oatmeal for the first time! When she first took a bite, she frowned, but after that she kept wanting more!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650102877382132002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4IdiaYA2sOI/TmkyoabGQSI/AAAAAAAAC78/zHMxvupw8pU/s320/joe-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home from the doctors office, I put her in bed and later I went up to check on her and she had peeled off one or her bandaids and was playing with it! Pretty funny until she decided to eat it! Cayden is sitting up all by herself now, and can reach and play with things without falling over. She loves her binkie and picks it up and puts it in her mouth a alot. She also discovered my cell phone and loves to play with it. She rolls and scoots backwards and in circles, says "dadadada" a lot (no matter if Bryan is around or not) and has started rolling over when I lay her down to change her diaper (not awesome).&lt;br /&gt;Her new thing is to get her legs stuck in her crib when she is supposed to be napping. This happens like every day. She wiggles into the weirdest situations....on her belly, both legs sticking out of the corner of her crib...stuck and not happy. It's quite disturbing and I think I need to buy a bumper or something because it's getting a bit ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-761553824342092870?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/761553824342092870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=761553824342092870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/761553824342092870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/761553824342092870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/09/6-month-stats.html' title='6 month stats'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v87b4OZajwo/TmkyoisG4CI/AAAAAAAAC8E/QCX_pGBe0EA/s72-c/-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3819593709008706380</id><published>2011-09-04T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T23:04:03.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our crazy life.</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, we host Korean students at our home. Our host daughter Lauren has lived with us over the past 2 years (during school) and we've had Sun and Minsu live with us as well within that time. Sun moved out a few months ago, so we have an open room for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what we thought anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, we took a trip over to Central Oregon to visit Bryan's aunt and uncle (Lauren is good friends with their daughter Taylor). I will have plenty of pictures documenting this trip later, but I'm trying to ficus on this current story. We had to come back to Corvallis Friday morning because we were having an end of summer BBQ for the youth group kids at our house later that day. On the way home, Bryan got a call from a weird number. He doesn't answer his phone when he doesn't know the caller, so he got a voicemail from a Korean dad looking for a host family for his son. Bryan figured he would call back later, after we had gotten home, so we didn't really think much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12:45 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and Bryan had to go help one of our youth group kids move out of his house, so I set to cleaning the house up for the BBQ. My mom showed up to drop off our dog, Macie, (she had watched her while we were gone), and she stuck around to help watch Cayden while I cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through cleaning, Bryan called and needed me to come into town to pick up a lawn mower that wouldn't fit in his small car. Making sure my mom was ok staying with Cayden (and Lauren upstairs), I took off to pick up the lawn mower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 3:00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the lawn mower, and headed back home. I pull up to my house, but can't pull in the driveway because there is a black Kia parallel parked in front of our driveway. Strange, I thought, managing to maneuver around the car and into the driveway. Even stranger, I opened the door to my house to find a Korean family of three in my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this family that had called us (only 3 hours ago!) could not wait for a call back and HAD to see our house! They showed up and my mom was so confused! She called Lauren down to talk with them (even though they speak really good English) and that's when I showed up.&lt;br /&gt;So I have my house half cleaned for a BBQ that is supposed to commence in T-minus 1.5 hours and a family wanting to interview me for the job of taking care of their 8th grade son, Joe, for the next year and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the crazy life we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave them a tour (kind of pathetic because nothing was really ready for anyone to see!), and talked with them about their plans. Thankfully, Lauren talked with them in Korean for quite a while too, which allowed me to get a few things done around the house, but I really wanted to vacuum, but figured that might be pushing it. I told them about the BBQ and how a bunch of kids would be coming over, and invited them to come and meet the kids. They were happy to do so, but needed to go buy a calculator for Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 4:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents decided to take off for Freddy's, leaving Joe with us! Can you believe that? They just left their kid with strangers they just met less than an hour before! While they were gone, Cayden got hungry. I was so busy, and my mom (LIFESAVER) was cleaning and slicing veggies for the hamburgers, and so guess who got a crash course on feeding a baby? Yep, Joe. He sat there on the couch like a trooper feeding Cayden as I vacuumed! He even lifted up his feet for me to vacuum underneath! He's a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the kids showed up and he fit right in, playing Wii Sports, Kubb and ultimate croquet. His parents showed back up halfway through the BBQ, bearing two Watermelons and a graphing calculator. They stuck around and we talked a lot, and they mainly enjoyed watching their shy son become one of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like that, we no longer have an open room. Joe moves in on Tuesday, starts school on Thursday and his parents leave for Korea on Saturday. Quite the change for us, but even more changes of that 8th grade boy. We are excited for our new family member to join us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-3819593709008706380?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3819593709008706380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3819593709008706380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3819593709008706380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3819593709008706380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-crazy-life.html' title='Our crazy life.'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2038008568475864695</id><published>2011-08-27T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:38:19.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage sales and the girls</title><content type='html'>Last night, my friends from high school and I got together for an inpromptu reunion. Samantha couldn't make it, but I was impressed with the turnout! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645756451429165394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wslgnji-39Q/TlnBlH_OKVI/AAAAAAAAC70/VIaE6LQ_ArA/s320/girls-1.jpg" /&gt;We had dinner up in Lake Oswego at Claim Jumper and then had frozen yogurt at Yogurtland in Bridgeport. We pretty much just sat around and caught up, but it was really fun to see them, and to get away for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the annual Adair Village city-wide garage sale. We walked through our little city (Cayden decided to sleep the whole time in her stoller),spent $17 and got 13 books, two 3-T sleepers, two pairs of 3-T pants, a pair of shorts, a hoodie, and a Halloween onesie, a pair of boots and a 3-T monkey Halloween costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tbz1UeL9I18/Tlm__5nSYAI/AAAAAAAAC7s/IUJxlQc8Hh8/s1600/garage%2Bsale-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754712403894274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tbz1UeL9I18/Tlm__5nSYAI/AAAAAAAAC7s/IUJxlQc8Hh8/s320/garage%2Bsale-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not a bad haul for the little one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UMR6QzSIT98/Tlm__iYbLYI/AAAAAAAAC7k/EZOPiJl0Tek/s1600/garage%2Bsale-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754706167541122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UMR6QzSIT98/Tlm__iYbLYI/AAAAAAAAC7k/EZOPiJl0Tek/s320/garage%2Bsale-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also bought a new camera lens today after selling a few of mine (very quickly!) on Craigslist. Hooray for autofocus on my 50 mm now! Cayden was just moving around too much for me to manually focus anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Di16-CtWisA/Tlm_1dq6qfI/AAAAAAAAC7c/G55NX5ck5ms/s1600/garage%2Bsale-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754533104232946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Di16-CtWisA/Tlm_1dq6qfI/AAAAAAAAC7c/G55NX5ck5ms/s320/garage%2Bsale-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is already enjoying her new books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2qj-0OZumg/Tlm_0zYX0lI/AAAAAAAAC7U/yEl2xmXJ2yI/s1600/yogurt-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754521752162898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2qj-0OZumg/Tlm_0zYX0lI/AAAAAAAAC7U/yEl2xmXJ2yI/s320/yogurt-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are also trying out new barrettes to tackle the long whispys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NgK9fLQtv6w/Tlm_0lTIQQI/AAAAAAAAC7M/HOYEC22FI8M/s1600/bath-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754517972074754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NgK9fLQtv6w/Tlm_0lTIQQI/AAAAAAAAC7M/HOYEC22FI8M/s320/bath-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And lovin bathtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jxdRA9g18CM/Tlm_X_6mAXI/AAAAAAAAC7E/dGWSTWARo4E/s1600/melissa-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754026900717938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jxdRA9g18CM/Tlm_X_6mAXI/AAAAAAAAC7E/dGWSTWARo4E/s320/melissa-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sporting the dress from Alicia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70DGeBTh9Aw/Tlm_Xq67f_I/AAAAAAAAC68/IWmBFHLVzek/s1600/melissa-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754021264982002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70DGeBTh9Aw/Tlm_Xq67f_I/AAAAAAAAC68/IWmBFHLVzek/s320/melissa-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chillin' with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1j2OWPoLjg/Tlm_XROWpMI/AAAAAAAAC60/56A86rrWlkE/s1600/melissa-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754014367130818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1j2OWPoLjg/Tlm_XROWpMI/AAAAAAAAC60/56A86rrWlkE/s320/melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melissa came over to hang out on Monday and spent the night so she got lots of Cayden time. She just got back from a mission trip to Zimbabwe, where they carry their babies around like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754013648375362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lNhdfVgcMTw/Tlm_XOi_TkI/AAAAAAAAC6s/xdY8Zl8g8Vc/s320/bath-6.jpg" /&gt;Cayden's bottle holding skills have regressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDj3nbWrjA8/Tlm_WnAOwpI/AAAAAAAAC6k/Kz68SNPlJj8/s1600/bath-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645754003033604754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDj3nbWrjA8/Tlm_WnAOwpI/AAAAAAAAC6k/Kz68SNPlJj8/s320/bath-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More bath time.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-2038008568475864695?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2038008568475864695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2038008568475864695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2038008568475864695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2038008568475864695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/08/garage-sales-and-girls.html' title='Garage sales and the girls'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wslgnji-39Q/TlnBlH_OKVI/AAAAAAAAC70/VIaE6LQ_ArA/s72-c/girls-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-6265053653282789167</id><published>2011-08-25T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T17:03:48.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me out to the ballgame...</title><content type='html'>A couple of weekends ago, Cayden got to go to her first Mariner game!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xY8PYUF5_c/TlaaRfhiKNI/AAAAAAAAC6c/RJfAUn3hE6U/s1600/seattle-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644868808266098898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xY8PYUF5_c/TlaaRfhiKNI/AAAAAAAAC6c/RJfAUn3hE6U/s320/seattle-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were sad that daddy had to stay home and work (it was on a Sunday), but my dad wanted to take us kids and my grandparents up to see the Mariners play the Red Sox (my dad and grandpa are Red Sox fans).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TyBSMPm_vvI/TlaaRK7fhaI/AAAAAAAAC6U/oAuByJBLq5M/s1600/seattle-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644868802737833378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TyBSMPm_vvI/TlaaRK7fhaI/AAAAAAAAC6U/oAuByJBLq5M/s320/seattle-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, Cayden is not a Red Sox fan and so we scored some awesome Griffey gear on discount!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Faf_ZsbYPH4/TlaaQyWu0VI/AAAAAAAAC6M/nwhn95Ozazc/s1600/seattle-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644868796141195602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Faf_ZsbYPH4/TlaaQyWu0VI/AAAAAAAAC6M/nwhn95Ozazc/s320/seattle-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the whole crew...my grandparents, brothers, Cayden and I and my dad. The Mariners won by the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwIXtqF96y4/TlaaQhv9wiI/AAAAAAAAC6E/sLb7VX69Cm0/s1600/seattle-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644868791683629602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwIXtqF96y4/TlaaQhv9wiI/AAAAAAAAC6E/sLb7VX69Cm0/s320/seattle-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stayed the night in Seattle, in The Camlin Worldmark right downtown. It was only 2 miles from Safeco and had quite a view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bKRMMnAysDw/TlaaQfIES9I/AAAAAAAAC58/k6petV-e7dk/s1600/seattle-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644868790979414994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bKRMMnAysDw/TlaaQfIES9I/AAAAAAAAC58/k6petV-e7dk/s320/seattle-13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way home, we stopped by to visit my cousin who just moved with her baby and husband to Lacey, WA. Cayden had to try out her 3rd cousin's sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEpnEJhPiZ0/TlaZj6z1tlI/AAAAAAAAC50/6dD16vMROUA/s1600/seattle-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644868025316652626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEpnEJhPiZ0/TlaZj6z1tlI/AAAAAAAAC50/6dD16vMROUA/s320/seattle-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a stripe day apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOahm6vT38U/TlaZjm8LC4I/AAAAAAAAC5s/E0BnAXMVYVc/s1600/seattle-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644868019982896002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOahm6vT38U/TlaZjm8LC4I/AAAAAAAAC5s/E0BnAXMVYVc/s320/seattle-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way home, she did pretty good, sleeping with Douglas her giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FwXl3PuL9kg/TlaZjeAYsYI/AAAAAAAAC5k/tR7dhxXN4dU/s1600/seattle-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644868017584648578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FwXl3PuL9kg/TlaZjeAYsYI/AAAAAAAAC5k/tR7dhxXN4dU/s320/seattle-15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we got to Portland, she started to melt down. My dad HAD to stop in Brooks to give her a break (I would have just let her cry - mean mommy). Above she is chowing on my grandma's necklace at the truck stop.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-6265053653282789167?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/6265053653282789167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=6265053653282789167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6265053653282789167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6265053653282789167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/08/take-me-out-to-ballgame.html' title='Take me out to the ballgame...'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xY8PYUF5_c/TlaaRfhiKNI/AAAAAAAAC6c/RJfAUn3hE6U/s72-c/seattle-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-1154649879560345309</id><published>2011-08-17T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T22:51:09.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDD03hAgd7U/TkyZeogJQ3I/AAAAAAAAC48/OzRU-qTXJ8g/s1600/goodbye-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642053184735757170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDD03hAgd7U/TkyZeogJQ3I/AAAAAAAAC48/OzRU-qTXJ8g/s320/goodbye-19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crying is not something I do well. It's a red eyes, wipe the nose, head down in shame mess. It's something I do when I watch the Oprah about a mom's three children dying in a car crash and when Mufasa dies. And it was something I did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not completely unusual for one of the kids at church to come to us crying, but today was different. Usually, the tears mean "I'm sorry," or "I wish my parents would just understand," or "why does this always happen to me?" But today they were tears of goodbye. Tears that silently said "I'm scared to leave," "What if I eat lunch alone every day in the cafeteria?" and "What if my roommate is crazy?" Angela left for college today. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642051499807577698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQqEECOKzp4/TkyX8jp9lmI/AAAAAAAAC4c/JcRMdAkM0s0/s320/DSC_4544.JPG" /&gt;Angela, who back when she was an 8th grader, made us promise that we wouldn't leave Corvallis Korean Church until she graduated.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642053203371459394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08xKms0fpZ4/TkyZft7Pg0I/AAAAAAAAC5U/Rsq35DvSBCs/s320/grads-2.jpg" /&gt; She and Daniel did just that last June, and now both of them are off to their new lives. Daniel left last Friday for University of Arizona. He was sad to leave everyone, but excited to go. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642053190373536786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GM9wsU__20M/TkyZe9gS9BI/AAAAAAAAC5E/pznPXyNMDts/s320/goodbye-20.jpg" /&gt;Angela, on the other hand was not excited to go, which makes it all the harder to put on a brave face telling her that everything will be fine in Atlanta, GA where she will be studying at Emory University. This is the unfortunate part of our job. Bryan and I have to say goodbye to students way too often. These kids are like our own. We've watched them grow up, watched them fall and rise and become more Christlike. We are so proud of them, and it's hard to let them go. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642051508187117634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KqT2KTOIcjI/TkyX9C3zOEI/AAAAAAAAC4s/6aPxMCUksk4/s320/goodbye-8.jpg" /&gt;It also makes me think about how someday Cayden will be 18 years old and wanting to leave for college. I already hate the idea. I hate it more every day. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642051515746585858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mosI_Fk9-CA/TkyX9fCHjQI/AAAAAAAAC40/MVTC9WtwoYE/s320/goodbye-10.jpg" /&gt;So for now I will treasure the memories and the photos where the children never get older.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642053198921061746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oh8N_tqsKJ0/TkyZfdWL1XI/AAAAAAAAC5M/TnAG8vOSDBo/s320/Summer%2B10%2Bbest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-1154649879560345309?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/1154649879560345309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=1154649879560345309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1154649879560345309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1154649879560345309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/08/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying goodbye'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDD03hAgd7U/TkyZeogJQ3I/AAAAAAAAC48/OzRU-qTXJ8g/s72-c/goodbye-19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5110456450568881007</id><published>2011-08-16T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:47:33.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Waves!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641660471147763570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YktF0es0-6A/Tks0TsYgF3I/AAAAAAAAC3c/IP5S_eoJ0-Q/s320/WW-2.jpg" /&gt;So this is a little overdue, but here we go! We took our third annual trip with the youth group to Wild Waves this past Wednesdsay. This was quite the endeavor this year, since we have a little baby.....so we took Cayden up to grandma's (both of them!) on Tuesday, and she stayed the night in Salem with Bryan's parents and then stayed there on Wednesday while we were up in Washington. It was kind of a bummer because we did not get to capitalize on any extra sleep on our first night without the baby because we had to get up at 5:00 a.m. in order to get to the park at a decent time. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641660483760041938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UbWgKHWESys/Tks0UbXgL9I/AAAAAAAAC30/_fg7IaLC5Co/s320/WW-12.jpg" /&gt;After 4 long hours of driving, we made it to Wild Waves under suspiciously cloudy skies and we rode roller coasters, ate lunch, then rode all the waterslides! The kids had a great time, and so did we...even if the weather was a little cold for my liking (I spent a lot of time in the hot tub telling myself not to think about all the grubby kids in there with me).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2C69e1Pvft8/Tks1D_0Wf-I/AAAAAAAAC4U/2HAuCcrVx7U/s1600/WW-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641661300998569954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2C69e1Pvft8/Tks1D_0Wf-I/AAAAAAAAC4U/2HAuCcrVx7U/s320/WW-36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our newest addition to the youth group - Han Mei. In the above photo, he is attempting to do a flip off of the cliff (which is not allowed). It was pretty funny because he was breaking all the rules in the pool (the poor kid didn't understand) and all the lifeguards kept tweeting at him and saying "Hey buddy, get out of the way!" and stuff, but he had no idea what they were saying because he has yet to learn English. Pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-zhx7JBoT0/Tks1DvmHz5I/AAAAAAAAC4M/t9GwmP4rd5Y/s1600/WW-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641661296643919762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-zhx7JBoT0/Tks1DvmHz5I/AAAAAAAAC4M/t9GwmP4rd5Y/s320/WW-28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I challenged the kids to make funny pictures for me while jumping off the cliff. Andy won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Og8gExvuwro/Tks1DSICNgI/AAAAAAAAC4E/ipsCJTTvhK8/s1600/WW-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641661288733095426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Og8gExvuwro/Tks1DSICNgI/AAAAAAAAC4E/ipsCJTTvhK8/s320/WW-17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This slide was pretty crazy. It shoots you out super fast.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAwhsnNkisE/Tks1DJHOY0I/AAAAAAAAC38/qlwQ-DpRyiw/s1600/WW-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641661286313780034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAwhsnNkisE/Tks1DJHOY0I/AAAAAAAAC38/qlwQ-DpRyiw/s320/WW-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Youngi and the sisters, Loren and Sophia Na. They were in the water the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJ2SR8QlV-0/Tks0UJfWRuI/AAAAAAAAC3s/afRCxFUeaRQ/s1600/WW-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641660478961108706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJ2SR8QlV-0/Tks0UJfWRuI/AAAAAAAAC3s/afRCxFUeaRQ/s320/WW-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here's Lisa, Lois, Joe and our newest whitie, Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs0wz2x-DdE/Tks0T4gdJ9I/AAAAAAAAC3k/eIkzGWunTP8/s1600/WW-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641660474402351058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs0wz2x-DdE/Tks0T4gdJ9I/AAAAAAAAC3k/eIkzGWunTP8/s320/WW-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bryan going down the super fast slide!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-5110456450568881007?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5110456450568881007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5110456450568881007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5110456450568881007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5110456450568881007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/08/wild-waves.html' title='Wild Waves!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YktF0es0-6A/Tks0TsYgF3I/AAAAAAAAC3c/IP5S_eoJ0-Q/s72-c/WW-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-9195669680034493433</id><published>2011-08-11T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T16:17:58.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 month stats</title><content type='html'>Here are Cayden's most recent weights/measurements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 14 pounds (32nd percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Length: 25 inches (45th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Head circumference: 16 3/4 inches (62nd percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Weight for length: 31st percentile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-9195669680034493433?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/9195669680034493433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=9195669680034493433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/9195669680034493433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/9195669680034493433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-month-stats.html' title='5 month stats'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7122307876515783600</id><published>2011-08-07T19:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T20:18:20.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cImh1P0VQHw/Tj9SYy9ZSLI/AAAAAAAAC3U/D2kH6zVoDZQ/s1600/5%2Bmonths-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638315844440770738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cImh1P0VQHw/Tj9SYy9ZSLI/AAAAAAAAC3U/D2kH6zVoDZQ/s320/5%2Bmonths-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A face a camera would love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jh2RIGP8ml8/Tj9SYt0ho-I/AAAAAAAAC3M/uUmguM7b7gM/s1600/5%2Bmonths-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638315843061392354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jh2RIGP8ml8/Tj9SYt0ho-I/AAAAAAAAC3M/uUmguM7b7gM/s320/5%2Bmonths-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My grandma Hunter made this sweater for Cayden. It fits perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sWnmgcOQsE/Tj9SYW9xgGI/AAAAAAAAC3E/R8En7SRjnvg/s1600/5%2Bmonths-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638315836926165090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sWnmgcOQsE/Tj9SYW9xgGI/AAAAAAAAC3E/R8En7SRjnvg/s320/5%2Bmonths-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We said goodbye to Stephanie this week....back to korea for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXDR9f3nYfk/Tj9SAAfx2ZI/AAAAAAAAC28/YJHcCD7MoxM/s1600/stephanie%2Band%2Bcarolyn-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638315418577918354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXDR9f3nYfk/Tj9SAAfx2ZI/AAAAAAAAC28/YJHcCD7MoxM/s320/stephanie%2Band%2Bcarolyn-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also went out to lunch with Carolyn Bartruff for her birthday! Great old Top-o-Hill restaurant just outside of Aurora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3TBREQTHgc/Tj9R_9RQPvI/AAAAAAAAC20/Ovqk56F81Dc/s1600/stephanie%2Band%2Bcarolyn-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638315417711689458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3TBREQTHgc/Tj9R_9RQPvI/AAAAAAAAC20/Ovqk56F81Dc/s320/stephanie%2Band%2Bcarolyn-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cayden has recently started eating rice cereal once a day. At first she would get pretty constipated, but she's been doing better recently and growing like a weed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NhqP9p_xCCM/Tj9Rrn0pvfI/AAAAAAAAC2s/T1YC8ryg7iw/s1600/feeding%2Band%2Bkims-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638315068357197298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NhqP9p_xCCM/Tj9Rrn0pvfI/AAAAAAAAC2s/T1YC8ryg7iw/s320/feeding%2Band%2Bkims-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jane finally got to meet Cayden! She's been away at college and on a mission trip to Thailand, but she is still Cayden's no. 1 fan! She came to spend a whole day with us last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVNPiVp4JuU/Tj9RrSjKwOI/AAAAAAAAC2k/ldGKpceWQOg/s1600/feeding%2Band%2Bkims-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638315062646718690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVNPiVp4JuU/Tj9RrSjKwOI/AAAAAAAAC2k/ldGKpceWQOg/s320/feeding%2Band%2Bkims-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cayden also went to her first family reunion. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhzRAfWgMuo/Tj9RSsS_8lI/AAAAAAAAC2c/pJ4zhEMf6nE/s1600/fam%2Breunion-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638314640061493842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhzRAfWgMuo/Tj9RSsS_8lI/AAAAAAAAC2c/pJ4zhEMf6nE/s320/fam%2Breunion-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't you love her "Hello, my name is Cayden" nametag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ASROX_DVw0/Tj9RSR7nVDI/AAAAAAAAC2U/oKuAX0COzs0/s1600/fam%2Breunion-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638314632984089650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ASROX_DVw0/Tj9RSR7nVDI/AAAAAAAAC2U/oKuAX0COzs0/s320/fam%2Breunion-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn9NGsP7Yp8/Tj9RDFMj1VI/AAAAAAAAC2M/U9R4WYISTMQ/s1600/fam%2Breunion-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638314371867465042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn9NGsP7Yp8/Tj9RDFMj1VI/AAAAAAAAC2M/U9R4WYISTMQ/s320/fam%2Breunion-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ridin' on Great-Grandpa's tractor. It looks like she's saying "Look at me, mom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oc_kDAJv81A/Tj9RC5xarSI/AAAAAAAAC2E/qDq7KPoa6KY/s1600/fam%2Breunion-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638314368800828706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oc_kDAJv81A/Tj9RC5xarSI/AAAAAAAAC2E/qDq7KPoa6KY/s320/fam%2Breunion-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this pic. Ya think my dad adores this little one?&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/7781222971894631610-7122307876515783600?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7122307876515783600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7122307876515783600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7122307876515783600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7122307876515783600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-months-old.html' title='5 months old!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cImh1P0VQHw/Tj9SYy9ZSLI/AAAAAAAAC3U/D2kH6zVoDZQ/s72-c/5%2Bmonths-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7954077683678091351</id><published>2011-08-01T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T19:58:51.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bernard Vacation 2011</title><content type='html'>We had an awesome week in Sisters, relaxing and such! We went with Bryan's parents, his brother and sister-in-law and Bryan's sister.&lt;br /&gt;Cayden got to try out her swimsuit for the first time! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636081992021978594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVSLygr_mTE/TjditeNyLeI/AAAAAAAAC1U/eKwjV-5bpnY/s320/tollgate-1.jpg" /&gt;We played voleyball one night...3 on 3 with one person holding Cayden. She liked watching us, and wanted to eat the ball.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dsTY2QOHOlI/Tjditsp6uMI/AAAAAAAAC1c/g88wl7y5QAg/s1600/tollgate-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636081995898075330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dsTY2QOHOlI/Tjditsp6uMI/AAAAAAAAC1c/g88wl7y5QAg/s320/tollgate-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was her face the whole time we were playing. Pretty hilarious.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MTUgubkqAts/TjdiXjVUdMI/AAAAAAAAC1M/Dd8yw4eMww0/s1600/tollgate-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636081615438640322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MTUgubkqAts/TjdiXjVUdMI/AAAAAAAAC1M/Dd8yw4eMww0/s320/tollgate-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day we went to the fish hatchery. Cayden liked licking the carrier.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cBgedgD3DA/TjdiXYn5zxI/AAAAAAAAC1E/NEUKc2wIbso/s1600/tollgate-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636081612563795730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cBgedgD3DA/TjdiXYn5zxI/AAAAAAAAC1E/NEUKc2wIbso/s320/tollgate-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we fed the fish.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufYhiAbqxgY/TjdiBrDiZVI/AAAAAAAAC08/w1JnkgIh4LY/s1600/tollgate-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636081239554418002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufYhiAbqxgY/TjdiBrDiZVI/AAAAAAAAC08/w1JnkgIh4LY/s320/tollgate-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the rMetolius River next to the hatchery...amazing blue water!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50_u4bSxU1Q/TjdiBSVyFOI/AAAAAAAAC00/_AMtfTp9EvU/s1600/tollgate-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636081232920057058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50_u4bSxU1Q/TjdiBSVyFOI/AAAAAAAAC00/_AMtfTp9EvU/s320/tollgate-15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the flowers were beautiful.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MFEwFShXwB8/TjdhkiQ77eI/AAAAAAAAC0s/lLxnPMyErzQ/s1600/tollgate-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636080738978491874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MFEwFShXwB8/TjdhkiQ77eI/AAAAAAAAC0s/lLxnPMyErzQ/s320/tollgate-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a second to take some family pics...here are all the Bernard girls. Great job looking at the camera Cayden!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nhOy0y2ZiiI/TjdhkUWQVBI/AAAAAAAAC0k/Un8QQkvz92k/s1600/tollgate-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636080735242703890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nhOy0y2ZiiI/TjdhkUWQVBI/AAAAAAAAC0k/Un8QQkvz92k/s320/tollgate-19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family pic.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0ODaN6faX4/TjdhRYZN5ZI/AAAAAAAAC0c/M9iEj2JfoPw/s1600/tollgate-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636080409911354770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0ODaN6faX4/TjdhRYZN5ZI/AAAAAAAAC0c/M9iEj2JfoPw/s320/tollgate-21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took Cayden's toys from Grandma Julie's house so she would be entertained. She loved chewing on the green leaf. We were talking about how we need to get one of these exersaucers for our house, and then today Jane and Stephen Kim showed up with a brand new one just like the one at grandma Julie's! So Cayden now gets to chew on her green leaf at home now too!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqg4umH35sY/TjdhRDv1ZuI/AAAAAAAAC0U/JB9Ug-JlY6c/s1600/tollgate-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636080404369073890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqg4umH35sY/TjdhRDv1ZuI/AAAAAAAAC0U/JB9Ug-JlY6c/s320/tollgate-25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Mt. Bachelor and rode the lift up the mountain....which Cayden HATED.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x92JALGF8QI/Tjdg-avhECI/AAAAAAAAC0M/e56gA2AIzhk/s1600/tollgate-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636080084124241954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x92JALGF8QI/Tjdg-avhECI/AAAAAAAAC0M/e56gA2AIzhk/s320/tollgate-29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As soon as we sat down on the lift, she started screaming. Once we got to the top, she was fine, but on the way down, she was screaming again!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cU6rDRG6Kww/Tjdg-Frr0cI/AAAAAAAAC0E/y2IqztZIiC4/s1600/tollgate-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636080078471025090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cU6rDRG6Kww/Tjdg-Frr0cI/AAAAAAAAC0E/y2IqztZIiC4/s320/tollgate-28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from the restaraunt up there...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPaDzLAdEQ8/Tjdg9wnRlXI/AAAAAAAACz8/vX5y_vQtwwQ/s1600/tollgate-32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636080072815383922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPaDzLAdEQ8/Tjdg9wnRlXI/AAAAAAAACz8/vX5y_vQtwwQ/s320/tollgate-32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See? She was fine once she got off the lift. Julie and I stayed with her while the rest of the fam went and played a few holes of the frisbee gofl course up there. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyA3oe3ciPQ/TjdghgCe1hI/AAAAAAAACz0/vsqEuFUx6CI/s1600/tollgate-34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636079587329758738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyA3oe3ciPQ/TjdghgCe1hI/AAAAAAAACz0/vsqEuFUx6CI/s320/tollgate-34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was also a pool basically in our front yard. Cayden had her first pool experience. She couldn't go in all the way, but she got to splash with her feet. We also got her a new sun hat.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7j6FRt0Racs/Tjdghf-uUSI/AAAAAAAACzs/X5dUl2yEjl8/s1600/tollgate-38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636079587313996066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7j6FRt0Racs/Tjdghf-uUSI/AAAAAAAACzs/X5dUl2yEjl8/s320/tollgate-38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also got to see my aunt and uncle and cousins who live in Bend. We had dinner and spent the evening with them one night and they absolutely loved Cayden! I've never seen kids play with her for so long, but they did the whole time she was awake! It was really great to see them. Below are my cousins Aiden, Irelan, Saige and Evan. Saige was the flower girl in our wedding and Cayden's name is unintentionally pretty much a combo of Aiden's full name (Aiden Cade). &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tnud8HTpfJs/TjdgRjEj6pI/AAAAAAAACzk/fJ47DD-MOoc/s1600/tollgate-37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636079313265879698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tnud8HTpfJs/TjdgRjEj6pI/AAAAAAAACzk/fJ47DD-MOoc/s320/tollgate-37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-7954077683678091351?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7954077683678091351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7954077683678091351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7954077683678091351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7954077683678091351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/08/bernard-vacation-2011.html' title='Bernard Vacation 2011'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVSLygr_mTE/TjditeNyLeI/AAAAAAAAC1U/eKwjV-5bpnY/s72-c/tollgate-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5730038394291030059</id><published>2011-07-24T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T14:09:49.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>180 Camping trip</title><content type='html'>Bryan took the youth group (180) on their fourth annual camping trip to Honeyman State Park in Florence last week.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633024270829848242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cnhMF2Q2kU0/TiyFurH3hrI/AAAAAAAACyk/1UPvPBFF_T0/s320/camping-4.jpg" /&gt; Cayden and I went for one night, driving my older brother's 1978 camper van over there. That was quite the adventure in itself, but I will talk more about that later.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShLKRhmHnU8/TiyGK4XzXWI/AAAAAAAACzE/07lcF0csKdk/s1600/camping-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633024755422682466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShLKRhmHnU8/TiyGK4XzXWI/AAAAAAAACzE/07lcF0csKdk/s320/camping-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cayden loved camping, as long as we weren't in the sun too long. She took a nap on the dunes when I found a shady spot, and later that night she was so tired she fell right asleep on Youngi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Azv1rjqhkrk/TiyGKseH1dI/AAAAAAAACy8/p_JadoPRX8I/s1600/camping-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633024752227964370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Azv1rjqhkrk/TiyGKseH1dI/AAAAAAAACy8/p_JadoPRX8I/s320/camping-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisters Lauren and Sophia...they love Cayden.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCITC1nb8Jc/TiyGKZleXYI/AAAAAAAACy0/ebOwpYWsmB8/s1600/camping-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633024747158527362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCITC1nb8Jc/TiyGKZleXYI/AAAAAAAACy0/ebOwpYWsmB8/s320/camping-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here's our sweet camper van. The back seat lays down into a bed and it even has curtains. So this van is pretty crazy. First off, it no longer starts by turning the ignition. You have to get the car rolling (either by parking on a hill or getting pushed) and then you pop the clutch and slam on the gas and it jerks to life. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633024274136373922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gr6vVt3t0gc/TiyFu3cNGqI/AAAAAAAACys/LU_f_FeAQ8Y/s320/camping-7.jpg" /&gt;My first experience with this popping the clutch thing was at the gas station in Corvallis. I asked the guy if he would fill the tank while the car was still running (so I wouldn't have to start it again), and he said no, so I told him he had to push the car for me then afterwards to get it started. He agreed and it only took me three tries (poor guy) to get it started (rolling around in the Shell station parking lot). Once I got to the campground the guys just pushed me, but on the way back I had to stop and feed a screaming Cayden at a rest stop. It was a pretty small rest area, so once I was done feeding her, I had to wait about 10 minutes for someone to come into the rest area so they could push me. The two guys ended up being a little scary looking with their foot long beards and cigarettes, but they were super nice and gave me the push I needed to get on my way. Also, this van idles super loud and only goes about 50 mph, so I was getting a lot of glares as people zoomed by me. All in all, it was quite the adventure and we were glad to have a place to sleep (not on the ground).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f_sX0NiFYao/TiyFuYg9ZlI/AAAAAAAACyc/A4NdbqwAlMI/s1600/camping-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633024265834817106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f_sX0NiFYao/TiyFuYg9ZlI/AAAAAAAACyc/A4NdbqwAlMI/s320/camping-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the dunes, there is a lake, so Cayden got to experience cold water on her feet for the first time. And we rented a paddle boat and canoe, which the kids enjoyed. I went on the paddle boat once, but it made my legs super tired, so that had to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pnx-NyFPYKE/TiyFuMU7U7I/AAAAAAAACyU/TQSkuE5idSk/s1600/camping-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633024262563124146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pnx-NyFPYKE/TiyFuMU7U7I/AAAAAAAACyU/TQSkuE5idSk/s320/camping-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little brother shane also went on the trip, so that was fun to get to spend time with him. We had a great time and only had one injury (that I know of).....one of the eighth grade boys was playing cards at night with a propane lantern sitting next to him. For some reason, he thought it would be a good idea to touch the glass of the lantern, which is super hot! I even told them earlier to be careful, but he ended up with a huge blister that popped and just an open sore burn....oh boys, what will we do with you?&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/7781222971894631610-5730038394291030059?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5730038394291030059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5730038394291030059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5730038394291030059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5730038394291030059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/07/180-camping-trip.html' title='180 Camping trip'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cnhMF2Q2kU0/TiyFurH3hrI/AAAAAAAACyk/1UPvPBFF_T0/s72-c/camping-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3279533660334707639</id><published>2011-07-24T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T12:02:08.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins cousins everywhere!</title><content type='html'>These past few weeks, Cayden has met some of her second and third cousins! Below is her and Brooklyn (my cousin Becky's daughter) with their matching blankets from my aunt Diana.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IBzmUm7y1Vc/TixrOVXuHpI/AAAAAAAACyM/byCMlbMFJ2c/s1600/cousins-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632995127932624530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IBzmUm7y1Vc/TixrOVXuHpI/AAAAAAAACyM/byCMlbMFJ2c/s320/cousins-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is her and my cousin Sarah's son, Jamin reading books together...thanks for the cute hat Sarah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZBaRvBRHEA/TixrOK5bYdI/AAAAAAAACyE/pTq47VCvlBI/s1600/cousins-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632995125121212882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZBaRvBRHEA/TixrOK5bYdI/AAAAAAAACyE/pTq47VCvlBI/s320/cousins-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is great aunt Tami (Bryan's aunt) meeting Cayden for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJQ9Gq8D89o/TixrNzCZtcI/AAAAAAAACx8/GZ-v5HaP7CM/s1600/cousins-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632995118716401090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJQ9Gq8D89o/TixrNzCZtcI/AAAAAAAACx8/GZ-v5HaP7CM/s320/cousins-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is Taylor (Bryan's cousin)...she loved Cayden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EBBPuvXgbJI/TixrNp_BX4I/AAAAAAAACx0/GGPPmUb3PLU/s1600/cousins-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632995116286304130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EBBPuvXgbJI/TixrNp_BX4I/AAAAAAAACx0/GGPPmUb3PLU/s320/cousins-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cayden just wanted to say she loves all of her family (in sign language)!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEQckLXgoxE/TixrNXLc1_I/AAAAAAAACxs/tUy0tuAS2jc/s1600/cousins-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632995111238162418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEQckLXgoxE/TixrNXLc1_I/AAAAAAAACxs/tUy0tuAS2jc/s320/cousins-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-3279533660334707639?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3279533660334707639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3279533660334707639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3279533660334707639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3279533660334707639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/07/cousins-cousins-everywhere.html' title='Cousins cousins everywhere!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IBzmUm7y1Vc/TixrOVXuHpI/AAAAAAAACyM/byCMlbMFJ2c/s72-c/cousins-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7323027763781459053</id><published>2011-07-15T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:12:47.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New tricks</title><content type='html'>Look what I can do!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629735596352655810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWyIySoOKpA/TiDWsn_40cI/AAAAAAAACxc/ZcCBNZSBHAo/s320/-1.jpg" /&gt;But I can't stay up for long!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICWaq8_gllY/TiDWtPMIn1I/AAAAAAAACxk/Cu5l8MdrMXE/s1600/-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629735606873005906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICWaq8_gllY/TiDWtPMIn1I/AAAAAAAACxk/Cu5l8MdrMXE/s320/-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like to smile.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yya7jy4FiGI/TiDWsWotY2I/AAAAAAAACxU/ffEJiT0fXW8/s1600/-2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629735591692034914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yya7jy4FiGI/TiDWsWotY2I/AAAAAAAACxU/ffEJiT0fXW8/s320/-2-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And turn around to look at you with my chubby cheeks.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLf2OtPNW58/TiDWsGRU8jI/AAAAAAAACxM/wfGFzln_4Xk/s1600/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629735587298996786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLf2OtPNW58/TiDWsGRU8jI/AAAAAAAACxM/wfGFzln_4Xk/s320/-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I love Kimmee.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OLAXSos_5iY/TiDWr0t2kZI/AAAAAAAACxE/i9DfH7VXiSw/s1600/kim-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629735582586802578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OLAXSos_5iY/TiDWr0t2kZI/AAAAAAAACxE/i9DfH7VXiSw/s320/kim-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-7323027763781459053?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7323027763781459053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7323027763781459053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7323027763781459053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7323027763781459053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-tricks.html' title='New tricks'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWyIySoOKpA/TiDWsn_40cI/AAAAAAAACxc/ZcCBNZSBHAo/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-1212797240233394489</id><published>2011-07-15T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T12:49:37.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haley's wedding</title><content type='html'>Haley is officially a Waunch!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXvOwYjMT9g/TiCYOmwKf_I/AAAAAAAACw8/EcuyND9MJxg/s1600/Haley-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629666910901272562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXvOwYjMT9g/TiCYOmwKf_I/AAAAAAAACw8/EcuyND9MJxg/s320/Haley-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last weekend Bryan, Cayden and I drove up to Ilwaco, Washington to attend Haley and Matt's wedding. It was at a lodge up there overlooking the Columbia and we had a great time seeing old friends and celebrating the Waunchs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YPCoKSLztUU/TiCYOFWnTnI/AAAAAAAACw0/bDRyFPT3QGE/s1600/Haley-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629666901935738482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YPCoKSLztUU/TiCYOFWnTnI/AAAAAAAACw0/bDRyFPT3QGE/s320/Haley-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cayden enjoyed the beverages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-44RCwFEDU/TiCX164ahJI/AAAAAAAACws/jsS5u_4ipiQ/s1600/Haley-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629666486807856274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-44RCwFEDU/TiCX164ahJI/AAAAAAAACws/jsS5u_4ipiQ/s320/Haley-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roomies! We lived together for two years while at Corban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSlrqE83Ylg/TiCX1m347GI/AAAAAAAACwk/SVQhmXjM9ko/s1600/Haley-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629666481436945506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSlrqE83Ylg/TiCX1m347GI/AAAAAAAACwk/SVQhmXjM9ko/s320/Haley-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The newlyweds&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dhyMbp58_Mw/TiCX1DnLEEI/AAAAAAAACwc/zsD9-Cgm3LE/s1600/Haley-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629666471971590210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dhyMbp58_Mw/TiCX1DnLEEI/AAAAAAAACwc/zsD9-Cgm3LE/s320/Haley-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haley married Megan Waunch's brother, Matt. Megan played soccer with us at Corban for 3 years....her last name isn't Waunch anymore because she's married, but I still call her Waunch.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Lr5SvNEMSE/TiCX09HXvdI/AAAAAAAACwU/7vPvfrnR-_8/s1600/Haley-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629666470227590610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Lr5SvNEMSE/TiCX09HXvdI/AAAAAAAACwU/7vPvfrnR-_8/s320/Haley-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was great to see her and Kim's family. Kim also came home with us and stayed for a few days, which was awesome! Congrats Matt and Haley!&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/7781222971894631610-1212797240233394489?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/1212797240233394489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=1212797240233394489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1212797240233394489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1212797240233394489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/07/haleys-wedding.html' title='Haley&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXvOwYjMT9g/TiCYOmwKf_I/AAAAAAAACw8/EcuyND9MJxg/s72-c/Haley-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2572677177335098432</id><published>2011-07-11T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:32:48.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 month stats</title><content type='html'>Cayden had her 4-month appointment today complete with three shots and lots of screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Head circumference: 42.1 cm (80th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Length: 24.5 inches (61st percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 12 pounds, 6.5 oz (24th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she has a huge head and a skinny, long body!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-2572677177335098432?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2572677177335098432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2572677177335098432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2572677177335098432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2572677177335098432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/07/4-month-stats.html' title='4 month stats'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8734247450368766731</id><published>2011-07-11T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:09:55.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This and that</title><content type='html'>This weekend, we threw a surprise birthday party for Taehan...a college freshman at OSU that has been in our youth group since we've been at CKC.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7SREb0XFco/Ths69MTcSbI/AAAAAAAACwM/125N_BOTsAI/s1600/Taehan-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628156982278769074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7SREb0XFco/Ths69MTcSbI/AAAAAAAACwM/125N_BOTsAI/s320/Taehan-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Lois hiding, waiting for Taehan to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvRzbWOGDTU/Ths68yKHsoI/AAAAAAAACwE/6fwsze4d3gY/s1600/Taehan-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628156975260349058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvRzbWOGDTU/Ths68yKHsoI/AAAAAAAACwE/6fwsze4d3gY/s320/Taehan-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cayden was very entertained with Sophia's strange clapping trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CLrEy6stv6E/Ths68uz1UJI/AAAAAAAACv8/1yQImUP29zc/s1600/Taehan-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628156974361563282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CLrEy6stv6E/Ths68uz1UJI/AAAAAAAACv8/1yQImUP29zc/s320/Taehan-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the girls can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OrMDeykhJZU/Ths68OxoXtI/AAAAAAAACv0/_gffMXc9Yx0/s1600/Taehan-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628156965762391762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OrMDeykhJZU/Ths68OxoXtI/AAAAAAAACv0/_gffMXc9Yx0/s320/Taehan-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angela and Cayden at Bryan's softball game.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gocazg0ksEY/Ths671eiLDI/AAAAAAAACvs/Mdl7hlL56nQ/s1600/Danandangela-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628156958971407410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gocazg0ksEY/Ths671eiLDI/AAAAAAAACvs/Mdl7hlL56nQ/s320/Danandangela-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-8734247450368766731?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8734247450368766731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8734247450368766731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8734247450368766731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8734247450368766731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-and-that.html' title='This and that'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7SREb0XFco/Ths69MTcSbI/AAAAAAAACwM/125N_BOTsAI/s72-c/Taehan-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3676181462145578451</id><published>2011-07-07T14:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T14:47:02.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months and the 4th of July</title><content type='html'>Since Cayden's 4 month appointment is next Monday, we don't have her stats yet, but we can still celebrate the milestones!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vGYSvKJDTF8/ThYmyJlzo9I/AAAAAAAACvk/tndlhlPh93Q/s1600/4%2Bmonths-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626727427455820754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vGYSvKJDTF8/ThYmyJlzo9I/AAAAAAAACvk/tndlhlPh93Q/s320/4%2Bmonths-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This month has been a fun one, with Cayden learning how to hold her own bottle, rolling over from her back to her tummy, grabing and playing with toys and eating 5 ounces or more every 3-4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SUEYa6ka2JQ/ThYmxl2YBXI/AAAAAAAACvc/nCoYoNaOrqY/s1600/4%2Bmonths-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626727417861637490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SUEYa6ka2JQ/ThYmxl2YBXI/AAAAAAAACvc/nCoYoNaOrqY/s320/4%2Bmonths-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also got to meet my college roommates...Kim and Haley!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7eYMgDHHNnk/ThYmxXmL2MI/AAAAAAAACvU/3fvmhFHA2IU/s1600/kim%2Band%2Bhaley-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626727414035634370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7eYMgDHHNnk/ThYmxXmL2MI/AAAAAAAACvU/3fvmhFHA2IU/s320/kim%2Band%2Bhaley-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And celebrated her first Fourth of July!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x8lcVhhebmk/ThYmTzl-CvI/AAAAAAAACvE/oGu_o9vrHc8/s1600/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626726906154846962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x8lcVhhebmk/ThYmTzl-CvI/AAAAAAAACvE/oGu_o9vrHc8/s320/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the 4th over at the Lutes at a BBQ with the Selanders, Crains and Melissa. We enjoyed some good char burgers (check out that flame!), &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626726107785901458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JMDCxiadJw/ThYllVb-tZI/AAAAAAAACuM/mW3McoNkSvs/s320/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-4.jpg" /&gt;played badminton, Koob and the kids enjoyed the sprinklers!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rSBClzOzsNM/ThYmTjj3VxI/AAAAAAAACu8/pU0FTlBHi00/s1600/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626726901851051794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rSBClzOzsNM/ThYmTjj3VxI/AAAAAAAACu8/pU0FTlBHi00/s320/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B2-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cayden took a nice nap on Isla's bed....it was pretty hot, so we didn't wrap her up and she got very comfortable.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626726115837100834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxlmkoof9YY/ThYllzbiQyI/AAAAAAAACuU/MhJCOQOjuyI/s320/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-5.jpg" /&gt;And of course there had to be fireworks! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626726888258328258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bTK5Sw-qIA8/ThYmSw7G1sI/AAAAAAAACus/BATYOWQ02N8/s320/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-10.jpg" /&gt;Isla did not appreciate the loud noises...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k0w4EmUJQ4w/ThYmTK0_oaI/AAAAAAAACu0/RpMqfAF_wUQ/s1600/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626726895212011938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k0w4EmUJQ4w/ThYmTK0_oaI/AAAAAAAACu0/RpMqfAF_wUQ/s320/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But Cayden slept through the whole thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CyEmcP6ApWA/ThYlmyp-yiI/AAAAAAAACuk/8_iyOjanCDU/s1600/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626726132809124386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CyEmcP6ApWA/ThYlmyp-yiI/AAAAAAAACuk/8_iyOjanCDU/s320/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crew! We decided to make this a yearly tradition, since we get togther for New Years, now we will be together at least twice a year!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OAXxUuTaDRs/ThYlmJkh2FI/AAAAAAAACuc/Zpc5-Kwy_4U/s1600/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626726121780402258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OAXxUuTaDRs/ThYlmJkh2FI/AAAAAAAACuc/Zpc5-Kwy_4U/s320/fourth%2Bof%2Bjuly-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-3676181462145578451?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3676181462145578451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3676181462145578451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3676181462145578451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3676181462145578451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/07/4-months-and-4th-of-july.html' title='4 months and the 4th of July'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vGYSvKJDTF8/ThYmyJlzo9I/AAAAAAAACvk/tndlhlPh93Q/s72-c/4%2Bmonths-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-1697116831018320705</id><published>2011-07-03T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T18:17:22.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week with Grandma Hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While Bryan was gone, we went to visit my mom, so she got to spend lots of time with her granddaughter. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625269406935638594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-idtDH65SKGI/ThD4uL5FYkI/AAAAAAAACsU/_GecRHPR43w/s320/-10.jpg" /&gt;Here are some cute pics I took of Cayden before we left our house.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOtwYEaJiww/ThD8QjrpGyI/AAAAAAAACtc/SiYLVqYcZaQ/s1600/-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625273295972145954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOtwYEaJiww/ThD8QjrpGyI/AAAAAAAACtc/SiYLVqYcZaQ/s320/-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her eyes look so blue in these pictures! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBacDuTkTAA/ThD8CDSiHHI/AAAAAAAACtU/U60906CKhuQ/s1600/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625273046758726770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBacDuTkTAA/ThD8CDSiHHI/AAAAAAAACtU/U60906CKhuQ/s320/-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was so many new sounds and things to see at Grandma's...including the chickens, and the rooster that crowed every morning at 5 am!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ag7tamQYM6M/ThD8BovH32I/AAAAAAAACtM/p1sd7CZzxy0/s1600/-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625273039630884706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ag7tamQYM6M/ThD8BovH32I/AAAAAAAACtM/p1sd7CZzxy0/s320/-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cayden got to work on her crawling....still not doing it yet, but the tummy time is good practice.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbKDDr-C0o0/ThD8BdDFjrI/AAAAAAAACtE/IOLXbrFiHW0/s1600/-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625273036493393586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbKDDr-C0o0/ThD8BdDFjrI/AAAAAAAACtE/IOLXbrFiHW0/s320/-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she practiced her standing too!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLzTkQ449Ic/ThD8BLY-CpI/AAAAAAAACs8/zv9CqRwG6IE/s1600/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625273031753337490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLzTkQ449Ic/ThD8BLY-CpI/AAAAAAAACs8/zv9CqRwG6IE/s320/-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We both look like we are half asleep in this picture, but if you will notice the wet spot on my pants, no I didn't pee my pants, but Cayden did! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625270243377784930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tuq_0LJ8hmM/ThD5e34bqGI/AAAAAAAACs0/B4t0dyKbLw8/s320/-5.jpg" /&gt;After changing her diaper, I was letting her air out and had her on my lap and all of a sudden, I was very warm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got to visit with the Lutes on Thursday.....we love them! Here is Kari and the girls (Isla and Kylie).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625295795997342210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWZQ7XvoazA/ThEQuOzregI/AAAAAAAACt8/kxDVm1jI2Ss/s320/-1.jpg" /&gt;Then we went to watch the boys play softball....they won one and lost one, and it was beautiful weather....a little breezy, but not bad. Here's Cayden (looking very Jabba-ish) with Lauren, Carrie and Erin Stokes.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625295796732513106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZukAlXD23jc/ThEQuRi9S1I/AAAAAAAACuE/zW40SNHPfzA/s320/-5.jpg" /&gt;Grandma kisses.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHJQdoqZiRQ/ThD5eh50c3I/AAAAAAAACss/NdxeH3niT78/s1600/-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625270237478024050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHJQdoqZiRQ/ThD5eh50c3I/AAAAAAAACss/NdxeH3niT78/s320/-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My aunt Diana (from California) got to meet Cayden for the first time too this week! She's the one who made Cayden's favorite sleeping blanket that you see in all the pictures!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLsrXJe7kRg/ThD5eUMZaiI/AAAAAAAACsk/lPz5QQIxpGQ/s1600/-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625270233797847586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLsrXJe7kRg/ThD5eUMZaiI/AAAAAAAACsk/lPz5QQIxpGQ/s320/-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cayden got to spend some time with Aunt Lauren, Uncle Jason and Aunt Carrie this week too. They watched her when we (my mom, two grandmas, two aunts, two cousins and one cousin-in-law) went to see Mary Poppins at Keller Auditorium in Portland.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625295788300052226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PsaGMK46wwM/ThEQtyIgJwI/AAAAAAAACt0/RPi9ocTf85k/s320/mary%2Bpoppins-1.jpg" /&gt; The show was amazing and it was a great time....thanks, Corban for the $26, great tickets! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture below was taken when Cayden was getting babysat by Lauren on Tuesday when I worked....I think it's funny because she looks just like....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D37ZKqWvHAI/ThD5d9K0s6I/AAAAAAAACsc/VnRNEbWUo8w/s1600/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625270227617231778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D37ZKqWvHAI/ThD5d9K0s6I/AAAAAAAACsc/VnRNEbWUo8w/s320/-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cute E.T.! I couldn't find any full body shots of E.T. but I think her little stubby legs tucked up in her jacket bear a remarkable resemblance.&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_5625294041823952946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--dKm2gm6y6E/ThEPIIAJwDI/AAAAAAAACtk/iFZXicNFyPM/s320/e-t-the-extra-terrestrial-original.jpg" /&gt;While I was searching for the E.T. picture, I ran across this one....and had to laugh. I had to put it up on here for all of my Korean blog readers!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625294042328434498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dYKNzwjUZqg/ThEPIJ4bh0I/AAAAAAAACts/e7Iqrcc2ykA/s320/our-school-et-movie-poster-2008-1010699780.jpg" /&gt;Cayden also got to experience grass for the first time! My mom said she is well-adjusted because she didn't even think it was that weird.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSe0GteL9g0/ThD4t9mjmTI/AAAAAAAACsM/tSQaekIISEg/s1600/-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625269403099830578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSe0GteL9g0/ThD4t9mjmTI/AAAAAAAACsM/tSQaekIISEg/s320/-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And because I love taking pictures of my baby....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jUVcrinQW2M/ThD4tlf1cZI/AAAAAAAACsE/XTeO4VKYlL8/s1600/-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625269396629189010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jUVcrinQW2M/ThD4tlf1cZI/AAAAAAAACsE/XTeO4VKYlL8/s320/-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of my mommy and my baby....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3y1RELkaGiU/ThD4tZ_7N5I/AAAAAAAACr8/OQozqv3T5NM/s1600/-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625269393542559634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3y1RELkaGiU/ThD4tZ_7N5I/AAAAAAAACr8/OQozqv3T5NM/s320/-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Cayden's new chair at Grandma's house....it just straps her in there....and we were tempting her with a strawberry milkshake. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625269390199051778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnsJlSKThOo/ThD4tNixVgI/AAAAAAAACr0/yTdPKfnz36U/s320/-3.jpg" /&gt;She really wanted it....but the cow milk would not have been good for her. Poor baby. I drank it instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was our last 11 days! We are so glad to have daddy back now (they got back this afternoon). Thank you Lord for a safe trip!&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/7781222971894631610-1697116831018320705?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/1697116831018320705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=1697116831018320705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1697116831018320705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1697116831018320705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/07/week-with-grandma-hunter.html' title='A week with Grandma Hunter'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-idtDH65SKGI/ThD4uL5FYkI/AAAAAAAACsU/_GecRHPR43w/s72-c/-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-767400203752906913</id><published>2011-07-02T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T22:59:09.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So.....I've been off the radar for the past two weeks, due to the fact that I was staying with my mom in Salem while my dad and Bryan were on the mission trips in AZ, and my parents have dial up internet.....so no blogging. But I'm so glad to be back! First order of business is a wedding!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624999587258927314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s3TPYl2VK50/ThADUnRJiNI/AAAAAAAACrU/ki4rSLQHvmk/s320/wedding-5.jpg" /&gt; My friends Samantha and Guy tied the knot and here are a few photos from the wedding. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624999046020970898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xx0csV7U-pA/ThAC1G_9uZI/AAAAAAAACq0/r7XakHtDf9Q/s320/wedding-1.jpg" /&gt;Melissa finally got to meet Cayden!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624999600109478722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eZZ3WocYVAs/ThADVXI9Y0I/AAAAAAAACrs/m0DXJv_zg8E/s320/wedding-2.jpg" /&gt;The beautiful bride and her dad&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624999596171834402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2xPLrKZwn4/ThADVIeJtCI/AAAAAAAACrk/kGuAN4E8Zrw/s320/wedding-3.jpg" /&gt;Giving the bride away.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624999589662655730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvddPPY14IM/ThADUwOPhPI/AAAAAAAACrc/utezOBc0HcE/s320/wedding-4.jpg" /&gt;Melissa really appreciated the cream filled cupcakes.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624999063928062578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TefpK0EL6O0/ThAC2JtWQnI/AAAAAAAACrM/CvrwIh3tP-g/s320/wedding-6.jpg" /&gt;Friends since middle school...(left to right) Cindra (Maid of honor), Mallory, me, Sam, Melissa and Jamie. Samantha, Jamie and I were in the same 5th grade class and Melissa, Sam and I used to call ourselves "The Three Stooges" in middle school......and now we are all grown up! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624999059651396962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ksXmikig7qw/ThAC15xthWI/AAAAAAAACrE/sAxOATTKeak/s320/wedding-7.jpg" /&gt;Melissa and Sam &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624999052708318914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXFgfrtP2Bk/ThAC1f6WjsI/AAAAAAAACq8/7Zb_b_dbnyw/s320/wedding-8.jpg" /&gt;Poor Melissa....I don't dance and so she had to dance with my crazy brother and his friends....oh boy....It was a beautiful, wonderful time and I'm so happy for the Cappiccies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-767400203752906913?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/767400203752906913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=767400203752906913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/767400203752906913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/767400203752906913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/07/wedding-bells.html' title='Wedding Bells'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s3TPYl2VK50/ThADUnRJiNI/AAAAAAAACrU/ki4rSLQHvmk/s72-c/wedding-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2932008075361141356</id><published>2011-06-20T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:16:24.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A first Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620373919456957794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JdqIT1GGKRE/Tf-UTT4aFWI/AAAAAAAACqk/PlCsFpj9cbE/s320/fathers%2Bday-8.jpg" /&gt;Bryan experienced his first Father's Day yesterday! He is such an awesome daddy! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620377065176992946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsu1YtKzab4/Tf-XKamgjLI/AAAAAAAACqs/pL1I5yBDHXE/s320/baths%2Band%2Bsheepskin-10.jpg" /&gt;Since we are celebrating all fathers, here's one of my dad's favorite pastimes, snoozing with Cayden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bb6v-13hv7w/Tf-UR1zimZI/AAAAAAAACqc/qe_4yFDWdKA/s1600/fathers%2Bday-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620373894203611538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bb6v-13hv7w/Tf-UR1zimZI/AAAAAAAACqc/qe_4yFDWdKA/s320/fathers%2Bday-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent the day before Father's Day celebrating with Bryan's family...here's three generations of fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqrE6vmPSOc/Tf-URU4e3RI/AAAAAAAACqU/gXhScnFCz3I/s1600/fathers%2Bday-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620373885365968146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqrE6vmPSOc/Tf-URU4e3RI/AAAAAAAACqU/gXhScnFCz3I/s320/fathers%2Bday-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And great-grandpa Bernard smiling with Cayden.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BGEgkuFPRg/Tf-UQ7vPXSI/AAAAAAAACqM/6pdbl78UpAY/s1600/fathers%2Bday-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620373878616317218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BGEgkuFPRg/Tf-UQ7vPXSI/AAAAAAAACqM/6pdbl78UpAY/s320/fathers%2Bday-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and daughter both enthralled with the iPad 2.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7ctbjd6EsQ/Tf-N9GFBpmI/AAAAAAAACqE/bc_Ao1uHVDU/s1600/fathers%2Bday-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620366940724897378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7ctbjd6EsQ/Tf-N9GFBpmI/AAAAAAAACqE/bc_Ao1uHVDU/s320/fathers%2Bday-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another goofy face. The flash on the camera is very eye-opening.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_1dJEtHDvHI/Tf-N8emH66I/AAAAAAAACp8/Q562HA87V-s/s1600/fathers%2Bday-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620366930126302114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_1dJEtHDvHI/Tf-N8emH66I/AAAAAAAACp8/Q562HA87V-s/s320/fathers%2Bday-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa Bryce very happy with his new Cayden tie (look closely...it's her picture!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kR9UyTwQ3FY/Tf-N74mNFLI/AAAAAAAACp0/qWIRKU5S4Ag/s1600/fathers%2Bday-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620366919926092978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kR9UyTwQ3FY/Tf-N74mNFLI/AAAAAAAACp0/qWIRKU5S4Ag/s320/fathers%2Bday-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And grandpa bernard getting some Cayden time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-01vNrrdSA/Tf-N7UXdCdI/AAAAAAAACps/zxPvNN3ih6o/s1600/fathers%2Bday-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620366910200547794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-01vNrrdSA/Tf-N7UXdCdI/AAAAAAAACps/zxPvNN3ih6o/s320/fathers%2Bday-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY FATHERS DAY TO ALL OF OUR AWESOME FATHERS!&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/7781222971894631610-2932008075361141356?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2932008075361141356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2932008075361141356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2932008075361141356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2932008075361141356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-fathers-day.html' title='A first Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JdqIT1GGKRE/Tf-UTT4aFWI/AAAAAAAACqk/PlCsFpj9cbE/s72-c/fathers%2Bday-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4708038928108635517</id><published>2011-06-17T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:59:26.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduations and such...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yc-UxTupJbU/TfvK9FHS9tI/AAAAAAAACpc/IHycerU6yhk/s1600/headband-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619308110768436946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yc-UxTupJbU/TfvK9FHS9tI/AAAAAAAACpc/IHycerU6yhk/s320/headband-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the past week, we have been to 3 graduations, 8 softball games and 1 trip to grandma's house! Here's Cayden at the games last night....she is attempting to clash with every piece of her attire! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619306078130532546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tetJes_iBc0/TfvJGw8p8MI/AAAAAAAACpM/VlkWmHjdZpk/s320/jumper-4.jpg" /&gt;Last weekend, Bryan's softball team won their first tournament down in Albany!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tetJes_iBc0/TfvJGw8p8MI/AAAAAAAACpM/VlkWmHjdZpk/s1600/jumper-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619311011110060594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxJTvb49PFY/TfvNl5uoAjI/AAAAAAAACpk/rb-JMpCoY2E/s320/softball-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, grandma bought Cayden a Johnny Jump up. She doesn't really jump yet, but she likes to spin herself in circles!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tlJsfVu3U5o/TfvJGbbsypI/AAAAAAAACpE/3HCUhQQMw58/s1600/jumper-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619306072355162770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tlJsfVu3U5o/TfvJGbbsypI/AAAAAAAACpE/3HCUhQQMw58/s320/jumper-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Funny face.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUabAJxPX9k/TfvILzZJHRI/AAAAAAAACo8/31vKJNT1zO0/s1600/faces-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619305065174605074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUabAJxPX9k/TfvILzZJHRI/AAAAAAAACo8/31vKJNT1zO0/s320/faces-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun and Angela at Daniel and Angela's graduation party on Wednesday.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ3OgTLj4HA/TfvILYNzbNI/AAAAAAAACo0/YEhh41PXo0Q/s1600/faces-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619305057879289042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ3OgTLj4HA/TfvILYNzbNI/AAAAAAAACo0/YEhh41PXo0Q/s320/faces-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Coldstone....nice stripes!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NnfGjsEq6k0/TfvILCscGnI/AAAAAAAACos/mje0UaDpaGQ/s1600/faces-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619305052102204018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NnfGjsEq6k0/TfvILCscGnI/AAAAAAAACos/mje0UaDpaGQ/s320/faces-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is Cayen to a "T." Most of the time you will see her with her hands tucked behind her head, especially when she starts to get mad. We call it "distress mode."&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQHuiid3AJQ/TfvIKrmRAhI/AAAAAAAACok/88oHo5SNhWs/s1600/smiles-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619305045902295570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQHuiid3AJQ/TfvIKrmRAhI/AAAAAAAACok/88oHo5SNhWs/s320/smiles-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Youngi's eighth-grade graduation on Wednesday with her family (she's in the middle). &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GJq88rRv-c/TfvHhDoGSBI/AAAAAAAACoc/EHqKI_2V3RI/s1600/youngi-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619304330797926418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GJq88rRv-c/TfvHhDoGSBI/AAAAAAAACoc/EHqKI_2V3RI/s320/youngi-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us with Youngs.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sACYLBlkzDU/TfvHgfd0LHI/AAAAAAAACoU/86qvjii3RhM/s1600/youngi-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619304321091120242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sACYLBlkzDU/TfvHgfd0LHI/AAAAAAAACoU/86qvjii3RhM/s320/youngi-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now to CV's graduation on Monday...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBeNDn0z124/TfvHfyiVhDI/AAAAAAAACoM/NtT77AwQ_og/s1600/grads-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619304309030487090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBeNDn0z124/TfvHfyiVhDI/AAAAAAAACoM/NtT77AwQ_og/s320/grads-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us with Daniel and Angela. These kids were 8th graders when we started working at CKC!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9aL-mwQBcE/TfvHfiqqm9I/AAAAAAAACoE/KV8MhDrDc50/s1600/grads-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619304304770456530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9aL-mwQBcE/TfvHfiqqm9I/AAAAAAAACoE/KV8MhDrDc50/s320/grads-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then there was my little bro's graduation last Friday! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4VlFw1WHIMc/TfvFVe2iPbI/AAAAAAAACn8/xFPoKn_ZBrU/s1600/graduation-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619301932924550578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4VlFw1WHIMc/TfvFVe2iPbI/AAAAAAAACn8/xFPoKn_ZBrU/s320/graduation-28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin Jilynne also graduated from Sprague. This is my grandparents with their two graduate grandkids.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ir8hOyAHRVM/TfvFU30IkII/AAAAAAAACn0/rH-BFDoqVOw/s1600/graduation-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619301922445496450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ir8hOyAHRVM/TfvFU30IkII/AAAAAAAACn0/rH-BFDoqVOw/s320/graduation-26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shane with his band buddies&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PttO_SndGqk/TfvFUa1UCQI/AAAAAAAACns/JzYDpI8BRKc/s1600/graduation-33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619301914665814274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PttO_SndGqk/TfvFUa1UCQI/AAAAAAAACns/JzYDpI8BRKc/s320/graduation-33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cayden was quite the trooper through all these graduations...this is her in the stands at Shane's graduation with great-grandma Hunter. Grandma is showing her a hand warmer from Aunt Kelley.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6czhjga60jc/TfvFTyKfWDI/AAAAAAAACnk/yvIDqAgNPzg/s1600/graduation-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619301903748782130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6czhjga60jc/TfvFTyKfWDI/AAAAAAAACnk/yvIDqAgNPzg/s320/graduation-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that's what we've been up to!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-4708038928108635517?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4708038928108635517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4708038928108635517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4708038928108635517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4708038928108635517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/06/graduations-and-such.html' title='Graduations and such...'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yc-UxTupJbU/TfvK9FHS9tI/AAAAAAAACpc/IHycerU6yhk/s72-c/headband-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-2941608773883893598</id><published>2011-06-07T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:13:31.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to one daughter, three months for the other...</title><content type='html'>Our host daughter Lauren is now back in Korea for the summer! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615520452409262386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYzaI6lEk-s/Te5WGWLLgTI/AAAAAAAACnc/mOAypbFkbu0/s320/goodbyes-3.jpg" /&gt;She and Chris (on the right) both flew out at 6 am yesterday morning and will be back August 22. Daniel (middle) came over to say goodbye, since he willbe off to college in Arizona before they return.&lt;br /&gt;Also happening today...Cayden turns 3 months old! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615520110342968242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3Lrp7KxvlE/Te5Vyb4OE7I/AAAAAAAACnE/iKHyP7M9OHs/s320/3%2Bmonths-2.jpg" /&gt;She was quite pleased with the Snickers we gave her in celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xklbwdUJoM/Te5VzSY6wzI/AAAAAAAACnU/7kVmodQQb90/s1600/3%2Bmonths-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6iYIKMxF98/Te5Vy50dyxI/AAAAAAAACnM/5CLS0MKKx0k/s1600/3%2Bmonths-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615520118380284690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6iYIKMxF98/Te5Vy50dyxI/AAAAAAAACnM/5CLS0MKKx0k/s320/3%2Bmonths-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photo time with her giraffe...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teR8obWkESI/Te5Vbg4qn5I/AAAAAAAACm8/bWniYyy64So/s1600/3%2Bmonths-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615519716550025106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teR8obWkESI/Te5Vbg4qn5I/AAAAAAAACm8/bWniYyy64So/s320/3%2Bmonths-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she still loves her baths...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3-yXSLFWxU/Te5Va39TcfI/AAAAAAAACm0/PczRXBO829E/s1600/bath%2B3%2Bmonth-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615519705563623922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3-yXSLFWxU/Te5Va39TcfI/AAAAAAAACm0/PczRXBO829E/s320/bath%2B3%2Bmonth-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three month stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 11 pounds (as far as I can tell)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height: 2 feet! (24 inches)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accomplishments: Doing crunches all the time (trying to sit up), smiling at different people, eating fists and sucking fingers, lots of drool, eating 3 oz every 2-3 hours, sleeping through the night 8-10 hours (most of the time), batting at her "Angry Bird" toy in car seat and her baby gym toys, and giving kisses (turns mouth toward kiss on cheek).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hates: Getting her diaper changed when she's hungry, getting burped mid-bottle, sunshine in her eyes.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xGrPI4m41vE/Te5VaXLBhHI/AAAAAAAACms/XOy7vxQCAW8/s1600/bath%2B3%2Bmonth-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615519696762799218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xGrPI4m41vE/Te5VaXLBhHI/AAAAAAAACms/XOy7vxQCAW8/s320/bath%2B3%2Bmonth-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-2941608773883893598?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/2941608773883893598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=2941608773883893598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2941608773883893598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/2941608773883893598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/06/goodbye-to-one-daughter-three-months.html' title='Goodbye to one daughter, three months for the other...'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYzaI6lEk-s/Te5WGWLLgTI/AAAAAAAACnc/mOAypbFkbu0/s72-c/goodbyes-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4610361347251525669</id><published>2011-06-05T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:21:53.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan's getting older...</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Bryan!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6UOi_uG3H1g/TexjNBgsh1I/AAAAAAAACmk/how__f2o1z0/s1600/lutes-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614971910819186514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6UOi_uG3H1g/TexjNBgsh1I/AAAAAAAACmk/how__f2o1z0/s320/lutes-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say whaat? It's daddy's birthday?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KejJY2CaNfg/TexhrFQZTLI/AAAAAAAACmc/t_By6XnOHic/s1600/bday-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614970228197379250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KejJY2CaNfg/TexhrFQZTLI/AAAAAAAACmc/t_By6XnOHic/s320/bday-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a busy day at church, we had a little family BBQ at our house for Bryan's 26th birthday. Auntie Lauren an Uncle Jason had some fun with Cayden...Go Beavers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfz1T1yIuqA/TexhqtBwIdI/AAAAAAAACmU/GpUJjCYV9eQ/s1600/bday-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614970221693510098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfz1T1yIuqA/TexhqtBwIdI/AAAAAAAACmU/GpUJjCYV9eQ/s320/bday-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Jason and Cayden chillin'&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OCRoVUlAed4/TexhqAbywEI/AAAAAAAACmM/sfpNp6w4Wz0/s1600/bday-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614970209723138114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OCRoVUlAed4/TexhqAbywEI/AAAAAAAACmM/sfpNp6w4Wz0/s320/bday-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell that Cayden ate WAAY too much cake?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh75x-wQnbU/TexhWOG88MI/AAAAAAAACmE/pc8bf1jM5IQ/s1600/bday-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614969869796438210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh75x-wQnbU/TexhWOG88MI/AAAAAAAACmE/pc8bf1jM5IQ/s320/bday-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auntie Carolyn loves to smile with Cayden!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8pRfTWEbuK8/TexhVofHjSI/AAAAAAAACl0/stF0pkcdH8U/s1600/bday-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614969859697249570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8pRfTWEbuK8/TexhVofHjSI/AAAAAAAACl0/stF0pkcdH8U/s320/bday-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy birthday to my wonderful husband. You are the best husband to me and the best father to our daughter. I love you so much and can't wait for the next 26 years of our lives!&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/7781222971894631610-4610361347251525669?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4610361347251525669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4610361347251525669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4610361347251525669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4610361347251525669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/06/bryans-getting-older.html' title='Bryan&apos;s getting older...'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6UOi_uG3H1g/TexjNBgsh1I/AAAAAAAACmk/how__f2o1z0/s72-c/lutes-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5511313191424170741</id><published>2011-06-04T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:45:44.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach babes</title><content type='html'>Sandy toes anyone?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614544183607233506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zUyGnbeHQk0/TereMBelC-I/AAAAAAAACk0/r-IKAmUYEWI/s320/beach-5.jpg" /&gt;Today was our good friends Kyle and Kari's anniversary, and they invited us to go to the beach with their little family on this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; day to celebrate! Here's the cute couple going to check out the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&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: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614544195005396402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtPCwBURXAs/TereMr8HNbI/AAAAAAAACk8/f6lR6uJjGmw/s320/beach-6.jpg" /&gt;Their yougest, Kylie, got a little grubby eating sand every chance she got!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xo-2-QiD72s/Terebm55j7I/AAAAAAAAClc/FYBN38izeVg/s1600/beach-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614544451351973810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xo-2-QiD72s/Terebm55j7I/AAAAAAAAClc/FYBN38izeVg/s320/beach-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And after their oldest got over the feeling of sand between her toes, Isla had a great time following the boys around and digging holes with Bryan.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614544197955654034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MVDC6AoVvEc/TereM27gkZI/AAAAAAAAClE/yzDKwRGC6y4/s320/beach-7.jpg" /&gt;Cayden was a trooper, as long as she stayed in the shade! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614543906558337698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tfa6-6EKGQc/Terd75Y-YqI/AAAAAAAACkk/Bv60Pihw7KQ/s320/beach-3.jpg" /&gt;Here's mamma Kari with her girls...nice smile Kylie!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WX6PYCIRXOE/TerebP8zqBI/AAAAAAAAClU/vMGhgeXr308/s1600/beach-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614544445190154258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WX6PYCIRXOE/TerebP8zqBI/AAAAAAAAClU/vMGhgeXr308/s320/beach-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beach bums.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614544455921420002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u6Kegz_RAho/Tereb37VxuI/AAAAAAAAClk/WmCvE3v6PyY/s320/beach-11.jpg" /&gt; Lauren pretty much slept the whole time, thanks to the Drammamine she took before we left in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc3YZfFiZ90/Terd7Zd_pkI/AAAAAAAACkc/w2cMhu9PdoU/s1600/beach-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614543897989457474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc3YZfFiZ90/Terd7Zd_pkI/AAAAAAAACkc/w2cMhu9PdoU/s320/beach-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you like Cayden's new outfit? It was a little big, but the only outfit we had with a sun hat.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIMmjhDybGU/Terd7O6U1EI/AAAAAAAACkU/zytbyYJqSCo/s1600/beach-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614543895155496002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIMmjhDybGU/Terd7O6U1EI/AAAAAAAACkU/zytbyYJqSCo/s320/beach-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-5511313191424170741?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5511313191424170741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5511313191424170741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5511313191424170741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5511313191424170741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/06/beach-babes.html' title='Beach babes'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zUyGnbeHQk0/TereMBelC-I/AAAAAAAACk0/r-IKAmUYEWI/s72-c/beach-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4125483830707555457</id><published>2011-06-03T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T22:55:44.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scavenging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLwwMi_qIR8/TenGE5ymxmI/AAAAAAAACkM/65FpxiOxGfk/s1600/scavenger-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was beautifully sunny for the last night of youth group.....our annual scavenger hunt!!! I'll get to that in a minute, but because I'm chronologically inclined, I have to start from the beginning of the day. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614235380246393266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmUNtLK4380/TenFVTUEMbI/AAAAAAAACjM/xcwnkfsJGjc/s320/vic%2Band%2Bcarolyn-1.jpg" /&gt;Lauren, her friend Hannah, Cayden and I took a trip up to Woodburn for the girls to go shopping and for me and Cayden to visit some friends. We stopped by the Bartruff's house in Aurora, then went to North Marion to visit my school district office buddies, then to the Woodburn Independent to visit too.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614235395378479426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnmipNRFT98/TenFWLr1gUI/AAAAAAAACjc/qiWLyTYVp4U/s320/vic%2Band%2Bcarolyn-3.jpg" /&gt; Vic and Carolyn (Bartruff) were headed out to the Beaver Baseball game, but took a few minutes to love on their daughter's namesake. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614235385452629986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lD-kzVhNIvc/TenFVmtVD-I/AAAAAAAACjU/J9-ErMcItn0/s320/vic%2Band%2Bcarolyn-2.jpg" /&gt;And tonight was the scavenger hunt...here's my group in the the telephone booth&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614236025934950882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dTGeD6Z8Ywc/TenF64sNseI/AAAAAAAACjs/yII0YoJNvMU/s320/scavenger-2.jpg" /&gt;Walking backwards across a cross walk.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614236039795564978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0YE7KFwaxQ/TenF7sU14bI/AAAAAAAACj8/sShiHxe9-kE/s320/scavenger-4.jpg" /&gt;Doing rock band in front of Gracewinds....I like Angela's acting job....how super not enthusiastic.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614236035737727266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fqqBJHnpDUs/TenF7dNYMSI/AAAAAAAACj0/qveTlBsi2CQ/s320/scavenger-3.jpg" /&gt;And here's our beloved seniors, Angela and Daniel, with a little sophomore Stephen thrown in.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614236019550880114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JT6kxz4JK3Y/TenF6g6IgXI/AAAAAAAACjk/DJ1jAtXTaM0/s320/scavenger-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-4125483830707555457?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4125483830707555457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4125483830707555457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4125483830707555457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4125483830707555457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/06/scavenging.html' title='Scavenging'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmUNtLK4380/TenFVTUEMbI/AAAAAAAACjM/xcwnkfsJGjc/s72-c/vic%2Band%2Bcarolyn-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3901387269644871697</id><published>2011-06-02T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:43:32.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting the friends...</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the week-long hiatus! I left my camera at our friends' house over the weekend, so I had no camera for 3 days!!! And that also meant I didn't have my SD card with pictures on it to blog with! So here's what happened in the last week....Esther finally came to meet Cayden. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNED0GN7mEg/Teg65UKhaQI/AAAAAAAACjA/022CV1VY7Qg/s1600/esther-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613801691857119490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNED0GN7mEg/Teg65UKhaQI/AAAAAAAACjA/022CV1VY7Qg/s320/esther-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to keep Grandma Julie company since Grandpa Bryce is away in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU-9DKwKnts/Teg65LeTvJI/AAAAAAAACi4/_p5Vx2nv5X0/s1600/DSC_0910-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613801689524190354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU-9DKwKnts/Teg65LeTvJI/AAAAAAAACi4/_p5Vx2nv5X0/s320/DSC_0910-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we had a few photo shoots, which Cayden was not super excited for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcgwOzdORRU/Teg64nGA6rI/AAAAAAAACiw/9yNTHOBmzpo/s1600/DSC_0903-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613801679758617266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcgwOzdORRU/Teg64nGA6rI/AAAAAAAACiw/9yNTHOBmzpo/s320/DSC_0903-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But she's a trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tO0257-cElM/Teg64CnbtEI/AAAAAAAACio/j_N18dqeJNg/s1600/DSC_0892-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613801669966672962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tO0257-cElM/Teg64CnbtEI/AAAAAAAACio/j_N18dqeJNg/s320/DSC_0892-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And loves to smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LiUrXTDsfI/Teg63wckGDI/AAAAAAAACig/_lUzyiux8tc/s1600/DSC_0883-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613801665089247282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LiUrXTDsfI/Teg63wckGDI/AAAAAAAACig/_lUzyiux8tc/s320/DSC_0883-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went over to Mei and Jeff's house for dinner on Sunday to have a potluck with some of the young adults from our church. Cayden got to meet Sarah...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhJC-RKdISk/Teg6am3ve5I/AAAAAAAACiY/RKbDLQfizOA/s1600/DSC_0927-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613801164302678930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhJC-RKdISk/Teg6am3ve5I/AAAAAAAACiY/RKbDLQfizOA/s320/DSC_0927-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Sarah's daughter Jessi, along with her new biggest fan, Kyoungi.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fp4fzAoXsI/Teg6aZFxDsI/AAAAAAAACiQ/ai_zOJq2TvM/s1600/DSC_0922-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613801160603406018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fp4fzAoXsI/Teg6aZFxDsI/AAAAAAAACiQ/ai_zOJq2TvM/s320/DSC_0922-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Jane and Super also love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llzhCnB8KvY/Teg6aA-UgeI/AAAAAAAACiI/tvOeB1aMW3w/s1600/DSC_0919-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613801154129723874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llzhCnB8KvY/Teg6aA-UgeI/AAAAAAAACiI/tvOeB1aMW3w/s320/DSC_0919-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-3901387269644871697?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3901387269644871697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3901387269644871697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3901387269644871697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3901387269644871697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/06/meeting-friends.html' title='Meeting the friends...'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNED0GN7mEg/Teg65UKhaQI/AAAAAAAACjA/022CV1VY7Qg/s72-c/esther-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3142417537925597802</id><published>2011-05-26T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:56:36.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My finicky sleeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk_m5tnlHmA/Td6UGe_irMI/AAAAAAAACiA/q1Vp-7P3fhI/s1600/sleepin-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611085024869919938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk_m5tnlHmA/Td6UGe_irMI/AAAAAAAACiA/q1Vp-7P3fhI/s320/sleepin-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cayden has been sleeping really well the last week...6-7 hours at night...yay! Until last night when she once again woke up every three hours. She's been eating a ton lately, so she's probably in a growth spurt. After her morning feeding, I usually let her fall asleep with us in bed. It's pretty cute because she cuddles up next to me. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611084491307793970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iWaudysac-E/Td6TnbUavjI/AAAAAAAACho/PHnx0KgNAB8/s320/sleepin-1.jpg" /&gt;Today, I got out of bed, took a shower, got dressed, ate breakfast...all while she continued to snooze away in our bed! I couldn't believe she didn't wake up! I finally woke her up because otherwise she probably won't sleep tonight. It was nice to get breakfast at a semi-decent hour though!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611084493813227266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xOfUk4z67LI/Td6TnkpwnwI/AAAAAAAAChw/xXxl9-ux0lU/s320/sleepin-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611084480446244866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pgr_jPjIg-U/Td6Tmy20qAI/AAAAAAAAChg/FvlyqLt5Qeo/s320/smiles-2.jpg" /&gt;These are from the other night when Bryan was making her crack up. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611084478374828610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufzW0g2DRsQ/Td6TmrI9WkI/AAAAAAAAChY/MHztscEH4K8/s320/smiles-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-3142417537925597802?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3142417537925597802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3142417537925597802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3142417537925597802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3142417537925597802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-finicky-sleeper.html' title='My finicky sleeper'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk_m5tnlHmA/Td6UGe_irMI/AAAAAAAACiA/q1Vp-7P3fhI/s72-c/sleepin-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5838016595903466659</id><published>2011-05-23T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T20:21:38.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grads, brides and baby</title><content type='html'>So much happened this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;I started out with a bridal shower for my friend Samantha! It was so good to see these girls! It has been way too long! Below is Jamie, Cindra, Sam, me and Mal. I've been friends with these girls for 17 years!! Holy crap we are old.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WpxYGTudJFI/TdshNtdbS-I/AAAAAAAAChQ/UGznsbB2yww/s1600/sam-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610114280245119970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WpxYGTudJFI/TdshNtdbS-I/AAAAAAAAChQ/UGznsbB2yww/s320/sam-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samuel the bride....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pI2B3PDLJiA/TdshNKo5K-I/AAAAAAAAChI/Vitv9PeeIR4/s1600/sam-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610114270897974242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pI2B3PDLJiA/TdshNKo5K-I/AAAAAAAAChI/Vitv9PeeIR4/s320/sam-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I got Sam and Guy Scattergories for their wedding present, but I also snuck in a ovulation kit for her...cause I want them to have babies asap (after the wedding of course). Below is her reaction to my gift...hilarious. She didn't want to show anyone the gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ArhE7SQ3yAo/TdshM6D86tI/AAAAAAAAChA/aOxAQtnpj7g/s1600/sam-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610114266448063186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ArhE7SQ3yAo/TdshM6D86tI/AAAAAAAAChA/aOxAQtnpj7g/s320/sam-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening presents&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXDo2eLZsRI/TdshMXXjr9I/AAAAAAAACg4/B9WBCws2Fow/s1600/sam-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610114257135054802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXDo2eLZsRI/TdshMXXjr9I/AAAAAAAACg4/B9WBCws2Fow/s320/sam-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next was Saturday and Bryan's graduation from Golden Gate Baptist Theological Seminary! He is officially a master. He got his Masters of Divinity...M.Div. for short. Here's the proud family... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610113267440543394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyN0K1DdS-E/TdsgSwd_5qI/AAAAAAAACgg/TGvJuAORu60/s320/grad-4.jpg" /&gt;Cayden was awake the whole ceremony, and she just talked up a storm and farted once. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610113275911320354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhRXLtPjjfI/TdsgTQBlsyI/AAAAAAAACgo/smhV2K85zC4/s320/grad-2.jpg" /&gt;Afterwards, we had a family BBQ to celebrate. All of our Oregon grandparents came, and Bryan got an iPad2 from all of us! Here is Cayden's fan club... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RpRoAsH24kI/TdsgT9x9bMI/AAAAAAAACgw/MlnTa_R9aXs/s1600/grad-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610113288193797314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RpRoAsH24kI/TdsgT9x9bMI/AAAAAAAACgw/MlnTa_R9aXs/s320/grad-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a random note, here is the extent of our landscaping so far...I bought some rhodies, alyssum and petunias and carved out a flower bed. Much more to come!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TV6YE-vLhgI/Tdsfns7MYsI/AAAAAAAACgY/CQ2-RwJ-MzY/s1600/flowers-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610112527754879682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TV6YE-vLhgI/Tdsfns7MYsI/AAAAAAAACgY/CQ2-RwJ-MzY/s320/flowers-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've also been playing a lot of train game recently....and teaching Cayden the tricks of the trade. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZQOPFgbq9I/TdsfnOAe-SI/AAAAAAAACgQ/HZAKLAbl2mM/s1600/train%2Bgame-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610112519455570210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZQOPFgbq9I/TdsfnOAe-SI/AAAAAAAACgQ/HZAKLAbl2mM/s320/train%2Bgame-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doesn't she look old in this picture? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qrrIPk62GPM/TdsfmguRj2I/AAAAAAAACgI/Nelk8lJirW0/s1600/crazy%2Bhair-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610112507299598178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qrrIPk62GPM/TdsfmguRj2I/AAAAAAAACgI/Nelk8lJirW0/s320/crazy%2Bhair-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was this morning....definitely a bad hair day, but pretty funny.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e83reujQqTs/Tdsfl3mLKxI/AAAAAAAACgA/w3LUYzB4q7M/s1600/crazy%2Bhair-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610112496259771154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e83reujQqTs/Tdsfl3mLKxI/AAAAAAAACgA/w3LUYzB4q7M/s320/crazy%2Bhair-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-5838016595903466659?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5838016595903466659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5838016595903466659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5838016595903466659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5838016595903466659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/05/grads-brides-and-baby.html' title='Grads, brides and baby'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WpxYGTudJFI/TdshNtdbS-I/AAAAAAAAChQ/UGznsbB2yww/s72-c/sam-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7656750237733227184</id><published>2011-05-20T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T13:48:22.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the sunshine!</title><content type='html'>This last week has been rough, sleepwise....Cayden was waking up at night every 2-3 hours and I was pretty exhausted. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608900749034269298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5peR2LU1FE/TdbRg5acKnI/AAAAAAAACfQ/p4q9eBuTRR4/s320/lutes-1.jpg" /&gt;Yesterday, though, after lots of sunshine, friends and softball, she slept for basically 9 hours...3 of which were at the softball game and car ride, but 6 of which were while we were sleeping! Praise the Lord! Like I mentioned, we watched Bryan's softball games last night....here Cayden is all bundled up. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608901131375682626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YKraLqX47Sw/TdbR3JvvJEI/AAAAAAAACf4/rEap0K0O6MI/s320/lutes-7.jpg" /&gt;She didn't stay in there for long....too many aunties and grandparents to hold her! Before the game, we had BBQ dinner with the Lutes. Here is Cayden in their backyard with Lauren...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dfrKRD-qdd8/TdbR2du6KDI/AAAAAAAACfw/piazdPbtLic/s1600/lutes-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608901119561050162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dfrKRD-qdd8/TdbR2du6KDI/AAAAAAAACfw/piazdPbtLic/s320/lutes-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Kylie. These girls were rockin the plaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpUWcid3-I8/TdbR13DGFYI/AAAAAAAACfo/Unwobx6wgFM/s1600/lutes-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608901109176735106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpUWcid3-I8/TdbR13DGFYI/AAAAAAAACfo/Unwobx6wgFM/s320/lutes-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Isla....look at the three of them....Cayden is growing because she doesn't look soooo shrimpy compared to the last time we took this photo when she was a week old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2ZNURMn8pc/TdbRiJA5iwI/AAAAAAAACfg/ZjvkYN_lSL0/s1600/lutes-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608900770401979138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2ZNURMn8pc/TdbRiJA5iwI/AAAAAAAACfg/ZjvkYN_lSL0/s320/lutes-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here's Cayden smiling at Isla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq5SsAjktxs/TdbRhaT48wI/AAAAAAAACfY/P9-pr4YG88I/s1600/lutes-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608900757865165570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq5SsAjktxs/TdbRhaT48wI/AAAAAAAACfY/P9-pr4YG88I/s320/lutes-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yes, I'm still setting her up for photo shoots....poor baby!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1byQlSV5rGw/TdbRgf0ADyI/AAAAAAAACfI/FPWVpdh7qWI/s1600/soccer-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608900742162157346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1byQlSV5rGw/TdbRgf0ADyI/AAAAAAAACfI/FPWVpdh7qWI/s320/soccer-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryan wants her to play volleyball. I just don't see that happening.&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/7781222971894631610-7656750237733227184?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7656750237733227184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7656750237733227184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7656750237733227184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7656750237733227184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/05/enjoying-sunshine.html' title='Enjoying the sunshine!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5peR2LU1FE/TdbRg5acKnI/AAAAAAAACfQ/p4q9eBuTRR4/s72-c/lutes-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8614263453933728695</id><published>2011-05-18T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T19:04:02.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cayden's first picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUblGzpSkts/TdR5e_IxAlI/AAAAAAAACeo/cWoVgdww5qA/s1600/picnic-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608241009234346578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUblGzpSkts/TdR5e_IxAlI/AAAAAAAACeo/cWoVgdww5qA/s320/picnic-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took advantage of the sunny weather and empty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;refrigerator&lt;/span&gt; today by grabbing lunch at Subway and taking it to the park for a picnic. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608241012225387538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-icDWE3qh_YQ/TdR5fKR4rBI/AAAAAAAACew/QWJ4ZI0eIGk/s320/picnic-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608241000461588290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBMMvjXq9_U/TdR5eedLV0I/AAAAAAAACeg/jVoViAh_iRI/s320/picnic-1.jpg" /&gt;It was awesome! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cayden&lt;/span&gt; slept while we ate, and when she woke up, Bryan took her on the swings and she was pretty happy.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608241015717175698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxlBzaZlcNM/TdR5fXSZIZI/AAAAAAAACe4/MNSzRAe-Muc/s320/picnic-4.jpg" /&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/7781222971894631610-8614263453933728695?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8614263453933728695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8614263453933728695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8614263453933728695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8614263453933728695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/05/caydens-first-picnic.html' title='Cayden&apos;s first picnic'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUblGzpSkts/TdR5e_IxAlI/AAAAAAAACeo/cWoVgdww5qA/s72-c/picnic-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4770630985832765633</id><published>2011-05-17T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T20:38:19.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The magnetism of baby smell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Not much going on around here....just watching a baby grow! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607892935439824338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ7AOEpnIt4/TdM86bNQNdI/AAAAAAAACeI/AAhPv-YkywY/s320/carseat-1.jpg" /&gt;We did go to my little brother Shane's concert on Saturday....funny story about that...while we were waiting in the foyer to go into the concert, we met a very interesting man. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607892931624547074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DttaqDMo5k/TdM86M_nswI/AAAAAAAACeA/iv0EF4fw8vk/s320/shane%2Bconcert-1.jpg" /&gt;This man had no sense of personal boundaries, and had moseyed into the foyer in search of food. Before going over to get a free doughnut, he saw our baby...and was very excited. The only word he spoke to us was "baby," as he stroked her head and proceeded to put his nose right into her hair to take a big sniff of baby smell....twice. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607895022072851810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xT-vH2s5Hk/TdM-z4hVbWI/AAAAAAAACeY/CBtKH1UUQ1s/s320/carseat-2.jpg" /&gt;Bryan and I, along with Marlo Mitchell (who was talking to us), exchanged raised eyebrows while we silently wondered how long it would be before this guy gave my baby a big sloppy kiss. So awkward. Luckily, that did not happen. He saw another baby and got distracted. Thank you Lord! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-4770630985832765633?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4770630985832765633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4770630985832765633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4770630985832765633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4770630985832765633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/05/magnetism-of-baby-smell.html' title='The magnetism of baby smell'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ7AOEpnIt4/TdM86bNQNdI/AAAAAAAACeI/AAhPv-YkywY/s72-c/carseat-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3682433540303528911</id><published>2011-05-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:01:33.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very superstitious...</title><content type='html'>Friday the 13th had it in for Macie this year. It was a beautiful day, so we strapped Cayden to Bryan's chest and set out for Macie's secret running grounds (about 1.5 miles from our house). On our way, there weren't a lot of dogs out to bark at Macie, but she did spy a black cat....we should have known we'd run into bad luck then!&lt;br /&gt;We got there, and, as usual, threw sticks for Macie so she would get a good workout. We were about to leave, trying to get Macie good and tired, when she ran after one stick and when she reached it, she stopped and looked up at us with a mouthful of blood. While racing after the stick face first, she had jabbed the stick into the back of her mouth and was bleeding like crazy. Blood just pouring out...it was scary. Bryan went to look at her, and we were worried she'd torn a hole in her throat or something. We couldn't tell exactly where she was bleeding from, but it was in her mouth, and she was losing a ton of blood. I was holding the baby when Bryan handed me the dog's leash and took off running for home. I was quite a sight standing there in a deserted field, holding a fussy baby and a dog leaving bloody puddles wherever she idled, including on my shoes and pant legs. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606643903598423650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thBDYVXvYxI/Tc7M7NAX7mI/AAAAAAAACdg/VFUyR_aYk7k/s320/macie-1.jpg" /&gt;Then, the baby got hungry. Luckily, I had brought a bottle, so I stood on Macie's leash and fed the baby while Bryan ran down the road. Because he's so smart, Bryan called Sun after running for a couple of minutes. She was already driving into town, but she turned around to come and get us. To make a long story short, we took Macie to the animal hospital where the vet found a small puncture in her soft palette. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606643908092677522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQ1wLvr7Zqg/Tc7M7dv4zZI/AAAAAAAACdo/YCDtnNPlYs4/s320/macie-2.jpg" /&gt;She is now on anti-inflammatories and antibiotics. She stopped bleeding (finally), but continued to have bloody drool. Seriously, this picture is nothing compared to the gushing blood that was going on when I didn't have the camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fJLqP4N0Ko/Tc7M7hhhZgI/AAAAAAAACdw/4WS-RQj15l0/s1600/macie-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606643909106165250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fJLqP4N0Ko/Tc7M7hhhZgI/AAAAAAAACdw/4WS-RQj15l0/s320/macie-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Macie will live to see another day. She was back to her chipper self this morning, dutifully barking at the neighbors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a different note, here's a funny picture of Cayden after her shots earlier this week. One night we looked over at her and she's snoozing away, holding tightly to one of her bandaids she had ripped off. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-capyx9Yj7q0/Tc7GWy30aBI/AAAAAAAACdY/RdgfH2knM2Y/s1600/bandaid-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606636681038161938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-capyx9Yj7q0/Tc7GWy30aBI/AAAAAAAACdY/RdgfH2knM2Y/s320/bandaid-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's been talking a lot more, and very smiley in the mornings.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QXeVShw7u24/Tc7GWslYVEI/AAAAAAAACdQ/WM7ihHbrmUQ/s1600/grass-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606636679350211650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QXeVShw7u24/Tc7GWslYVEI/AAAAAAAACdQ/WM7ihHbrmUQ/s320/grass-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took her outside for pictures for the first time on Thursday. Pretty sure the neighbors thought I was a weirdo. I really need a back yard with a fence so I can paparazzi my baby in secret. Cayden didn't really like the brightness that is sunny weather.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VBRAcbyIJAM/Tc7GWc3a7zI/AAAAAAAACdI/j5qrVTTo6Dc/s1600/grass-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606636675130912562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VBRAcbyIJAM/Tc7GWc3a7zI/AAAAAAAACdI/j5qrVTTo6Dc/s320/grass-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She kept rolling over into the grass.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCQX4xTTG8A/Tc7GWCf_06I/AAAAAAAACdA/U4eAEFPXtuc/s1600/grass-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606636668053345186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCQX4xTTG8A/Tc7GWCf_06I/AAAAAAAACdA/U4eAEFPXtuc/s320/grass-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-3682433540303528911?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3682433540303528911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3682433540303528911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3682433540303528911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3682433540303528911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-superstitious.html' title='Very superstitious...'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thBDYVXvYxI/Tc7M7NAX7mI/AAAAAAAACdg/VFUyR_aYk7k/s72-c/macie-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-419941017075415472</id><published>2011-05-09T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T17:23:40.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking shots at two months</title><content type='html'>Cayden had her two-month checkup today...complete with three shots!! Ouch! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604869934957960194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0zELKayu5c/Tch_go1vnAI/AAAAAAAACbw/k_n8HDFtZLY/s320/shots-3.jpg" /&gt;Why would you want to give shots to a baby with a face like this??&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcwHlqo1Zto/TciAosznicI/AAAAAAAACc4/wjaweiGcpUQ/s1600/-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604871172973365698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcwHlqo1Zto/TciAosznicI/AAAAAAAACc4/wjaweiGcpUQ/s320/-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two month stats:&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 10 pounds, 4 ounces (36th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Height: 23 inches (75th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Head circumference: 39 centimeters (78th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we went to Salem and visited the Lutes.&lt;br /&gt;Cayden tried out their jumper play thing...it was a little big for her, as you can see, she is hanging midair. She just stared at the colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6mH4XERD_Y/TciAoYFkprI/AAAAAAAACcw/3W8fJARKqhw/s1600/-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604871167411529394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6mH4XERD_Y/TciAoYFkprI/AAAAAAAACcw/3W8fJARKqhw/s320/-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Cayden's BFF Kylie. Their names even go together...Cayden and Kylie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KDdCG4A9QVM/TciAoB9N6mI/AAAAAAAACco/TSOMBkePWcQ/s1600/-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604871161470904930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KDdCG4A9QVM/TciAoB9N6mI/AAAAAAAACco/TSOMBkePWcQ/s320/-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alicia got to hold her too...but Cayden was only interested in watching the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_Ap3vMKsRM/TciAnyZl_3I/AAAAAAAACcg/6qBu3cEEw54/s1600/-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604871157294956402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_Ap3vMKsRM/TciAnyZl_3I/AAAAAAAACcg/6qBu3cEEw54/s320/-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also celebrated mother's day on Sunday....Cayden was really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SAwBQ0QrXuA/Tch_3dHaXyI/AAAAAAAACcY/yzoIfdNqoCU/s1600/mothers%2Bday-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604870326947831586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SAwBQ0QrXuA/Tch_3dHaXyI/AAAAAAAACcY/yzoIfdNqoCU/s320/mothers%2Bday-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom got some love.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ6S-7cPJ-I/Tch_3NGcdII/AAAAAAAACcQ/oskJVykJPDg/s1600/mothers%2Bday-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604870322648806530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ6S-7cPJ-I/Tch_3NGcdII/AAAAAAAACcQ/oskJVykJPDg/s320/mothers%2Bday-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also made her model for me...poor baby. She looks tired. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8-i3kP6T38/Tch_2yRsJ_I/AAAAAAAACcI/OGpISuyffZg/s1600/mothers%2Bday-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604870315448215538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8-i3kP6T38/Tch_2yRsJ_I/AAAAAAAACcI/OGpISuyffZg/s320/mothers%2Bday-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is today....she's a little drunk from the Tylenol we gave her before and after her shots.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604869937348402242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IGumCHxdtX8/Tch_gxvq3EI/AAAAAAAACb4/V0bN-6LUfbQ/s320/shots-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CLbQxBBwM8/Tch_gTAEuUI/AAAAAAAACbo/K4yFh-jbEGg/s1600/shots-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604869929095706946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CLbQxBBwM8/Tch_gTAEuUI/AAAAAAAACbo/K4yFh-jbEGg/s320/shots-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy drunk baby.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rYIRXrAkCqU/Tch_f6IemmI/AAAAAAAACbg/0Nn-qR4rE68/s1600/shots-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604869922420071010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rYIRXrAkCqU/Tch_f6IemmI/AAAAAAAACbg/0Nn-qR4rE68/s320/shots-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-419941017075415472?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/419941017075415472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=419941017075415472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/419941017075415472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/419941017075415472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/05/taking-shots-at-two-months.html' title='Taking shots at two months'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0zELKayu5c/Tch_go1vnAI/AAAAAAAACbw/k_n8HDFtZLY/s72-c/shots-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8533566289481984144</id><published>2011-05-04T21:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T22:31:42.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because it's been awhile</title><content type='html'>In case you don't have a happy baby in your life...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUi01dQ6voc/TcIuwp4nN-I/AAAAAAAACbY/ipRUl2RWaVw/s1600/bear%2Band%2Btummy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603092299814221794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUi01dQ6voc/TcIuwp4nN-I/AAAAAAAACbY/ipRUl2RWaVw/s320/bear%2Band%2Btummy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, this is more often what Cayden looks like... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091841066504082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8f5a0FB35SI/TcIuV86oj5I/AAAAAAAACbA/L1FvIncZwk8/s320/at%2Bthe%2Bfarm-1.jpg" /&gt;That is her "in the middle of feeding, I don't want to be burped" face. And below is the defeated pout face....both from my mom and my baby.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6V1T8XujSUM/TcIuWFYVEQI/AAAAAAAACbI/OP9Ap3n1Hlk/s1600/at%2Bthe%2Bfarm-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091843338539266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6V1T8XujSUM/TcIuWFYVEQI/AAAAAAAACbI/OP9Ap3n1Hlk/s320/at%2Bthe%2Bfarm-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey...she's not hating time on her belly! Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnwlY9vWohQ/TcIuVi8mPDI/AAAAAAAACa4/vdOhT9Ytprw/s1600/bear%2Band%2Btummy-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091834095418418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnwlY9vWohQ/TcIuVi8mPDI/AAAAAAAACa4/vdOhT9Ytprw/s320/bear%2Band%2Btummy-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And daddy loves to make her smile!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mZtrbFRmIg/TcItx4kIFfI/AAAAAAAACaw/RwGEjwFXiP8/s1600/daddy%2Bsmiles-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091221423068658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mZtrbFRmIg/TcItx4kIFfI/AAAAAAAACaw/RwGEjwFXiP8/s320/daddy%2Bsmiles-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A closer look...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vMmoWtzzWoI/TcItxorVHFI/AAAAAAAACao/UBG_dp3xXp4/s1600/daddy%2Bsmiles-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091217158315090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vMmoWtzzWoI/TcItxorVHFI/AAAAAAAACao/UBG_dp3xXp4/s320/daddy%2Bsmiles-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my favorite Bryan face yet...can you say chubsters?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7cR88i4-BoE/TcItxZSPRcI/AAAAAAAACag/jJnNa5V0Wk8/s1600/bear%2Band%2Btummy-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091213026543042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7cR88i4-BoE/TcItxZSPRcI/AAAAAAAACag/jJnNa5V0Wk8/s320/bear%2Band%2Btummy-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-8533566289481984144?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8533566289481984144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8533566289481984144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8533566289481984144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8533566289481984144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-because-its-been-awhile.html' title='Just because it&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUi01dQ6voc/TcIuwp4nN-I/AAAAAAAACbY/ipRUl2RWaVw/s72-c/bear%2Band%2Btummy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5864302722316361999</id><published>2011-04-28T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T15:25:58.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin' with daddy</title><content type='html'>Cayden went to her first "Take your daughter to work" day with daddy today. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTvHkIlSU9I/TbnoOAIgNlI/AAAAAAAACaQ/Y6JPP3iG6cg/s1600/Work%2Bwith%2Bdad-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600762938863400530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTvHkIlSU9I/TbnoOAIgNlI/AAAAAAAACaQ/Y6JPP3iG6cg/s320/Work%2Bwith%2Bdad-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She wasn't there the whole day, just for about 3 hours, but they had a great time and I'm sure Bryan got nothing done!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the Mendenhalls stopped by on their way back home to California! Here is mama Marcie with baby Cayden. They had a hard time leaving 'cause they loved her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NrAk5eWxyQk/TbnoAShrK8I/AAAAAAAACaI/Oz8kDJIm3wo/s1600/Mendenhalls-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600762703282645954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NrAk5eWxyQk/TbnoAShrK8I/AAAAAAAACaI/Oz8kDJIm3wo/s320/Mendenhalls-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaity Sue had her turn too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WxIkd_IEWkE/Tbnn_yScEsI/AAAAAAAACaA/L_YaMf58BG4/s1600/Mendenhalls-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600762694628807362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WxIkd_IEWkE/Tbnn_yScEsI/AAAAAAAACaA/L_YaMf58BG4/s320/Mendenhalls-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trevor was only a little awkward holding her....but he loved it!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qU36RLZUuSI/Tbnn_o4F7xI/AAAAAAAACZ4/9AnDqUtt20U/s1600/Mendenhalls-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600762692102385426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qU36RLZUuSI/Tbnn_o4F7xI/AAAAAAAACZ4/9AnDqUtt20U/s320/Mendenhalls-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Bradley couldn't get enough! I think he was asking to hold her every 5 minutes!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600762687132479490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0pPKbgf2DpU/Tbnn_WXLMAI/AAAAAAAACZw/e05ehHXXXGo/s320/Mendenhalls-1.jpg" /&gt;Hopefully we will see you guys again soon, along with Kimmee and Michael! Thanks for stopping by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-5864302722316361999?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5864302722316361999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5864302722316361999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5864302722316361999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5864302722316361999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/04/workin-with-daddy.html' title='Workin&apos; with daddy'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTvHkIlSU9I/TbnoOAIgNlI/AAAAAAAACaQ/Y6JPP3iG6cg/s72-c/Work%2Bwith%2Bdad-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7704063707279974646</id><published>2011-04-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:00:51.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our baby is Korean!</title><content type='html'>Not only has Cayden rolled over this week, but she also said her first word -- "Ohma!" You might be thinking..."that's not a word..." but oh you would be wrong! Ohma means "mama" in Korean! So not only is my baby a chatterbox, but she is a bilingual one! Or I guess she will be bilingual...right now she only speaks Korean. Haha. Listen for it at the 1 minute mark. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-de03c440f1b3e475" 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://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde03c440f1b3e475%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329891087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F65EFD7F950142EC96386303CF3959B95328280.4B84587A222254FA58583A982D10CB81F3BF5ADE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde03c440f1b3e475%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP8ac5Atqq_N6XFl27nuEE8t4P4k&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://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde03c440f1b3e475%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329891087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F65EFD7F950142EC96386303CF3959B95328280.4B84587A222254FA58583A982D10CB81F3BF5ADE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde03c440f1b3e475%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP8ac5Atqq_N6XFl27nuEE8t4P4k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Ok so maybe it doesn't qualify as a first word, but Lauren and I heard it, as you can tell on the video! She is also apparently ready to crawl if her upper body would just cooperate! She's our little scooter! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-7704063707279974646?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7704063707279974646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7704063707279974646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7704063707279974646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7704063707279974646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-baby-is-korean.html' title='Our baby is Korean!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4447590066324740460</id><published>2011-04-25T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:09:52.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend for the recordbooks</title><content type='html'>This weekend was one to remember for many reasons....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599591210247781730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkuondCltJc/TbW-ia43_WI/AAAAAAAACZY/lB34pIcmHGs/s320/smiles-1.jpg" /&gt;This little one rolled over for the first time yesterday (from her tummy to back)!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599591218557040130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDOjqgS_Ki4/TbW-i519NgI/AAAAAAAACZg/T4Vfe3ci5jw/s320/smiles-2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was at its warmest all year...and we took advantage! Cayden and I, along with friends Kari, Isla and Kylie Lute, Alicia and Brittany, went up to Woodburn to visit the Wooden Shoe Tulip Festival on Friday. Besides a little wind, it was beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rdYS8yYniyg/TbW8GhPa4eI/AAAAAAAACZQ/GGhxbK2sd9M/s1600/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599588531893363170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rdYS8yYniyg/TbW8GhPa4eI/AAAAAAAACZQ/GGhxbK2sd9M/s320/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy story about God's provision....as I was pulling away from my house, I remembered that my camera battery was pretty low last time I used it. With not enough time to charge it now, I thought maybe I could charge it at the Lutes when I got there to pick up the girls. So I ran inside and grabbed my charger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599588527308213698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_5PetP9sq8/TbW8GQKPDcI/AAAAAAAACZI/jhJgQkorgFg/s320/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I forgot to charge it at the Lutes, and sure enough, the battery died on the third picture I took. I ran back to some of the tents that were set up at the entrance, and asked a guy with a promo van whether I could use one of the outlets on his extension cord. He was nice enough to let me charge the battery there. So I ran back to the car to get the charger. Meanwhile, the rest of my group was still wandering the tulip fields, so as soon as I plugged in the charger, I left to go meet up with them again. I had to jog out there to catch up, which prompted an unfortunate slow bladder release....I haven't run like that in a long time...and pregnancy is not kind to those muscles! So I slowed down to a quick walk. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599588526093456626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vOYHgwUdxoM/TbW8GLonVPI/AAAAAAAACZA/ZXYUgrBQS20/s320/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-11.jpg" /&gt;Anyway, I got back to them, and we took some pics on Kari's camera. When we had walked the whole field, we headed over to the kids area, and I fast walked back to the entrance, where my camera battery was charging. When I walked up, the guy was talking to someone else about how he was only going to be there for another half hour....good thing I had come back when I did! Thank you Lord! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599587882364950226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfiSZ0jnIk0/TbW7gtjx1tI/AAAAAAAACYg/qyJYu8vqI0w/s320/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-5.jpg" /&gt;I grabbed my charger and battery, thanked him, and started walking the half mile back. I shoved the battery and charger into my coat pocket while walking, not realizing that I had actually dropped the battery in the grass! Thank you Lord again for letting a lady notice, and say "Hey! You dropped something!" Wow...that would have been super frustrating to walk all the way back for the second time and STILL not have my battery! God definitely was watching out for me and my hobby....just goes to show that He cares about the silly things we care about! Thanks to Him, I got all these pictures in the post, and some great memories were captured! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Isla...she is so grown up now! She will be 3 in September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CbTkKFgvbA/TbW8FqPGrvI/AAAAAAAACY4/iuF58PQx4qE/s1600/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599588517128089330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CbTkKFgvbA/TbW8FqPGrvI/AAAAAAAACY4/iuF58PQx4qE/s320/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my baby.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WrdxxONmIt8/TbW8FRhFuyI/AAAAAAAACYw/2cTZu-0FS38/s1600/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599588510492637986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WrdxxONmIt8/TbW8FRhFuyI/AAAAAAAACYw/2cTZu-0FS38/s320/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylie loved attacking these tulips!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ndu_vaYY1w/TbW7gypJ1qI/AAAAAAAACYo/eo10t3P1lzg/s1600/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599587883729671842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ndu_vaYY1w/TbW7gypJ1qI/AAAAAAAACYo/eo10t3P1lzg/s320/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The three girls! BFFs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0up-FGRtPkM/TbW7gZDpkGI/AAAAAAAACYY/abxF3TOV0Mk/s1600/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599587876861481058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0up-FGRtPkM/TbW7gZDpkGI/AAAAAAAACYY/abxF3TOV0Mk/s320/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brittany holding Cayden...she was a great babysitter while I was galavanting around trying to get my battery charged!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUefHDNLd00/TbW7gAdGgSI/AAAAAAAACYQ/PGEWnbP7bpk/s1600/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599587870257348898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUefHDNLd00/TbW7gAdGgSI/AAAAAAAACYQ/PGEWnbP7bpk/s320/tulip%2Bfest%2B11-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't get any pics of Alicia and Kari! Sorry guys! But we had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a similar note, Saturday was also beautiful weather....so we drove up to Salem, dropped Cayden off with Gma Bernard and then headed to Portland for Game 4 of the playoff between the Blazers and the Dallas Mavericks! The game was amazing...and that's an understatement. You know how I said this weekend was one for the recordbooks? Well we witnessed the greatest comback in Blazer playoff history, and the second greatest comback in NBA history. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599591224746680306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPCnf3gZ8J8/TbW-jQ5rn_I/AAAAAAAACZo/8f9gHSwHkao/s320/no%2B1-1.jpg" /&gt;The Blazers were down by 23 at one point in the 3rd quarter, down by 18 going into the 4th! Brandon Roy took over, scoring 18 points in the 4th quarter, and leading the Blazers to a 84-82 victory. The first 3 quarters were PAINFUL to watch, with the Blazers shooting in the neighborhood of 25 percent....but it was worth it to stick around. We took Chris Lee and Lauren with us, and saw many friends there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there was Easter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter = celebration of Christ's resurrection + opportunity to do a thematic photo shoot with Cayden!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bVhAy2zHwhs/TbW6yfFcEEI/AAAAAAAACYI/q_-4zJAFdj4/s1600/EASTER-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599587088205615170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bVhAy2zHwhs/TbW6yfFcEEI/AAAAAAAACYI/q_-4zJAFdj4/s320/EASTER-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qES4i1LaE7w/TbW6yMwm8bI/AAAAAAAACYA/pfu3WBP4-Ds/s1600/EASTER-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599587083286409650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qES4i1LaE7w/TbW6yMwm8bI/AAAAAAAACYA/pfu3WBP4-Ds/s320/EASTER-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsPs_i9JoFA/TbW6xsv7aVI/AAAAAAAACX4/GdJDn2Idn-E/s1600/EASTER-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599587074693622098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsPs_i9JoFA/TbW6xsv7aVI/AAAAAAAACX4/GdJDn2Idn-E/s320/EASTER-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I put her in the basket...but she was sleeping and had no idea this should be annoying to her!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFaEa7Dti0c/TbW6xXmmlfI/AAAAAAAACXw/wkgK-hTI1go/s1600/EASTER-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599587069017363954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFaEa7Dti0c/TbW6xXmmlfI/AAAAAAAACXw/wkgK-hTI1go/s320/EASTER-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-4447590066324740460?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4447590066324740460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4447590066324740460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4447590066324740460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4447590066324740460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/04/weekend-for-recordbooks.html' title='A weekend for the recordbooks'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkuondCltJc/TbW-ia43_WI/AAAAAAAACZY/lB34pIcmHGs/s72-c/smiles-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-6111896329602214962</id><published>2011-04-18T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:08:42.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The life</title><content type='html'>She is getting better at smiling every day!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597183604312105490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkSgG00k1C8/Ta0w1T2p4hI/AAAAAAAACXI/2KkLzbFG-GQ/s320/smiles-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597184480654995234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_R7MkhTGZNE/Ta0xoUfFLyI/AAAAAAAACXQ/twQrtFBFvcE/s320/smiles-2.jpg" /&gt;Today she was smiling about this massive blowout that ruined her onsie!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvLciu0aqLw/Ta0xpa7ltMI/AAAAAAAACXo/CcQw0BLczwc/s1600/smiles-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597184499565049026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvLciu0aqLw/Ta0xpa7ltMI/AAAAAAAACXo/CcQw0BLczwc/s320/smiles-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She kind of looks like a contemplative elf in this picture below.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597184487564919778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcebPuaROh4/Ta0xouOiQ-I/AAAAAAAACXY/zfTTOSxuEXA/s320/smiles-3.jpg" /&gt;And here's my lunch today....blueberry pancakes topped with strawberries and powdered sugar. I know this is random, but it was so good and pretty too, and I don't get out much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqMlYssXcrE/Ta0xpJAFexI/AAAAAAAACXg/Iv6P9EOS_9M/s1600/smiles-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597184494752070418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqMlYssXcrE/Ta0xpJAFexI/AAAAAAAACXg/Iv6P9EOS_9M/s320/smiles-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend was packed with fun things. Friday's spitup onslaught brought on the need for a bath. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597183094795603122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4_TXv_-kXc8/Ta0wXpwdDLI/AAAAAAAACWY/fJmGbrNmF0E/s320/baths%2Band%2Bsheepskin-4.jpg" /&gt;Sun was home, and decided to be the official photographer of Cayden's bath. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597183087083764418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9JmocWQPyZc/Ta0wXNBzusI/AAAAAAAACWQ/T1L0dS_7D8Y/s320/baths%2Band%2Bsheepskin-2.jpg" /&gt;Shane came down for youth group on Friday night and decided to spend the night on our couch. In the morning, he had some snuggle time with his favorite niece. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597183102635496050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NmyNmWtcqm4/Ta0wYG9oUnI/AAAAAAAACWg/ZVveRHzbRhI/s320/baths%2Band%2Bsheepskin-5.jpg" /&gt;Unfortunately, Bryan came home sick from college Bible study on Saturday morning, but Cayden and I had much to do. We went to the store to get him some Pepto and Sierra Mist, and then we were off to Salem for a family baby shower at my aunt's house. We were once again blessed with tons of diapers, clothes, hand-made blankets and sweaters and more. My mom brought a sheepskin from her neighbor for Cayden. I know it sounds weird, but it's super cozy and Cayden has slept on it the past two nights. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597183116617943362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWy0YmwZRJY/Ta0wY7DTiUI/AAAAAAAACWo/Bfr_0tYdrxE/s320/baths%2Band%2Bsheepskin-6.jpg" /&gt;After the shower was over, I walked into the kitchen to find my mother and aunts undressing the baby for a photo shoot on the sheepskin. So of course, I joined in the fun! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597183582015116466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cw85i2fRuhE/Ta0w0Ayo1LI/AAAAAAAACWw/6Qnw8alH_B4/s320/baths%2Band%2Bsheepskin-7.jpg" /&gt;We had to scurry home to check up on daddy and eat something before I headed out again with Lauren to watch Daniel in the Mr. and Miss CV event at the high school. My parents and Shane came down to babysit for us (while Bryan chilled upstairs), and since Bryan wasn't about to go out, Shane took his ticket and came along to Mr. CV. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597183590218352354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3xmuQCqKJs/Ta0w0fWcRuI/AAAAAAAACW4/zY2Qp5jCxHI/s320/baths%2Band%2Bsheepskin-9.jpg" /&gt;Here's the group afterwards. Daniel (in the glasses) did some great dancing and singing, and even had some sweet things to say to his parents. It was a good time. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597183597181628994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yq1Fg_Q32tc/Ta0w05SnckI/AAAAAAAACXA/RuD62iCI2AU/s320/baths%2Band%2Bsheepskin-10.jpg" /&gt;My parents also had a good time...my dad partied a little too hard, apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-6111896329602214962?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/6111896329602214962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=6111896329602214962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6111896329602214962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/6111896329602214962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/04/life.html' title='The life'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkSgG00k1C8/Ta0w1T2p4hI/AAAAAAAACXI/2KkLzbFG-GQ/s72-c/smiles-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3401934957430444329</id><published>2011-04-17T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:43:39.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo shoot with Kaitlynn</title><content type='html'>My friend Kaitlynn came down last month to take our newborn pictures with Cayden. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596747271406806162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1KJzrrN32j8/Tauj_ZHW5JI/AAAAAAAACWI/mTiZ0d-Juss/s320/8%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;Cayden was 8 days old in these pics. So tiny in daddy's arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtCx3nmLR3w/TaujSIXswuI/AAAAAAAACWA/b-6iqeKWyAw/s1600/61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596746493817832162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtCx3nmLR3w/TaujSIXswuI/AAAAAAAACWA/b-6iqeKWyAw/s320/61.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big yawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WAqow9diqAU/Tauivp_BjMI/AAAAAAAACV4/oWJdwCoyW54/s1600/56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596745901545721026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WAqow9diqAU/Tauivp_BjMI/AAAAAAAACV4/oWJdwCoyW54/s320/56.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aR2SgHmBTHQ/TauiveOBA2I/AAAAAAAACVw/CjHs-W9RNz0/s1600/54bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596745898387374946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aR2SgHmBTHQ/TauiveOBA2I/AAAAAAAACVw/CjHs-W9RNz0/s320/54bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DJ8b89YnrU/TauivATcMmI/AAAAAAAACVo/2ybKDT1DJ-c/s1600/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596745890357064290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DJ8b89YnrU/TauivATcMmI/AAAAAAAACVo/2ybKDT1DJ-c/s320/49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our rings on her wrinkly feet.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVp6u4vK_gQ/TauiuzJbXtI/AAAAAAAACVg/RJqotXjRhJA/s1600/43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596745886825406162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVp6u4vK_gQ/TauiuzJbXtI/AAAAAAAACVg/RJqotXjRhJA/s320/43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9keogAqhdpY/Tauiune24TI/AAAAAAAACVY/CF8YyCHr9eE/s1600/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596745883694063922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9keogAqhdpY/Tauiune24TI/AAAAAAAACVY/CF8YyCHr9eE/s320/38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Yd-AYr-95I/Taug6a1MCuI/AAAAAAAACVQ/azdpz0MZRGA/s1600/36bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596743887433239266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Yd-AYr-95I/Taug6a1MCuI/AAAAAAAACVQ/azdpz0MZRGA/s320/36bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9orzTfvPwU/Taug6ISUVgI/AAAAAAAACVI/2m5Mi_uqZrg/s1600/32v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596743882455143938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9orzTfvPwU/Taug6ISUVgI/AAAAAAAACVI/2m5Mi_uqZrg/s320/32v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2PidCh6uz2w/Taug5wGWCYI/AAAAAAAACVA/fXMvHrQFhOs/s1600/24bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596743875962472834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2PidCh6uz2w/Taug5wGWCYI/AAAAAAAACVA/fXMvHrQFhOs/s320/24bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my baby girl.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bc6J5cHUH9I/Taug5pYMp6I/AAAAAAAACU4/sO3-jwi0AAw/s1600/22bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596743874158307234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bc6J5cHUH9I/Taug5pYMp6I/AAAAAAAACU4/sO3-jwi0AAw/s320/22bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little family.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jpBPy2JDKPI/Taug5bQdmkI/AAAAAAAACUw/hMr8j-kn858/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596743870367767106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jpBPy2JDKPI/Taug5bQdmkI/AAAAAAAACUw/hMr8j-kn858/s320/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Kaitlynn for your awesome pictures!&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/7781222971894631610-3401934957430444329?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3401934957430444329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3401934957430444329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3401934957430444329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3401934957430444329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/04/photo-shoot-with-kaitlynn.html' title='Photo shoot with Kaitlynn'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1KJzrrN32j8/Tauj_ZHW5JI/AAAAAAAACWI/mTiZ0d-Juss/s72-c/8%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-1884123056750396083</id><published>2011-04-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:06:30.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockin' with Chris Tomlin</title><content type='html'>I figure everyone could use a change of scenery in the blog world, so I am taking a break from baby pictures and telling you all (maybe just the 5 people that read this...) about our adventures last night at the Chris Tomlin concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595901437760365858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3GIy_ZU5QY/TaiitZPN5SI/AAAAAAAACUQ/2w-6tlZuR7E/s320/chris%2Btomlin-3.jpg" /&gt;The CV kids didn't have school yesterday and Bryan's softball game got cancelled, due to this wonderful spring rain, so on Sunday, we randomly decided to go to the concert (in Portland). &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595901445451511714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oukrepodbHg/Taiit147d6I/AAAAAAAACUY/dL4LE4ZFKbM/s320/chris%2Btomlin-4.jpg" /&gt;The catch was...Lauren still had school....so she went to her all-important pre-calculus class 1st period and then we checked her out of school for the rest of the day. Then we all (Sun, Angela, Bryan, Cayden, Lauren and I) piled into the van and headed north. We dropped off Cayden and Bryan's parents' house for the day and then went to Washington Square for some serious shopping. After 5 hours of H &amp;amp; M, Forever 21 and some pick-me-up Jamba Juice, we headed to Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner with Sun's friend Lonny, who was also going to the concert that night. Then we headed over to Rolling Hills Church in Tualatin for the concert! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595900178209181634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAWYFyCadQo/TaihkFC0D8I/AAAAAAAACUI/k3P26WgJPGk/s320/chris%2Btomlin-2.jpg" /&gt;Who knew these girls would FREAK out so much at a worship concert!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595901451930317954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-deMnbCRiD60/TaiiuOBmNII/AAAAAAAACUg/nti9x2CytqA/s320/chris%2Btomlin-5.jpg" /&gt;The group...besides Bryan and me. Lonny actually sat with his friend in a different seat, but he came to say hi.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595900174059898114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKT_LTb4dm4/Taihj1ljBQI/AAAAAAAACUA/7PZYkIl1DE8/s320/chris%2Btomlin-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the encore, Chris Tomlin yelled out for all the young people to come down to the front to basically create a mosh pit...an orderly Christian one of course...jk. I told the girls they should go down there, and they jumped all over it, getting right up against the stage, and getting multiple hand shakes from CT. They were GIDDY when they came back after the last 2 songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Chris Tomlin touched my hand!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No he grabbed our hands!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He was literally this far away!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He grabbed our hands three times!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---rewind-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---repeat-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---rewind----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---repeat----&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595901452767536994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--IF3d6Qi8lc/TaiiuRJNJ2I/AAAAAAAACUo/mH3TF1rU08U/s320/chris%2Btomlin-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a great night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because I can't resist a couple...Here's Cayden giving her daddy a hug.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595900164170705570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jRfBmp3aKak/TaihjQvx6qI/AAAAAAAACT4/LStMzoYQEJc/s320/baby%2Bhug-1.jpg" /&gt;And in her swing...she is becoming more and more observant.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595900161396869874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lcOIvd_g8wY/TaihjGacivI/AAAAAAAACTw/pqHh4j4OeCg/s320/swinging-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-1884123056750396083?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/1884123056750396083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=1884123056750396083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1884123056750396083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1884123056750396083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/04/rockin-with-chris-tomlin.html' title='Rockin&apos; with Chris Tomlin'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3GIy_ZU5QY/TaiitZPN5SI/AAAAAAAACUQ/2w-6tlZuR7E/s72-c/chris%2Btomlin-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4860945048660340417</id><published>2011-04-13T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T23:50:06.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats</title><content type='html'>So this is a post for record-keeping's sake...sorry if this is boring. We went to get more WIC vouchers today, and they took Cayden's (and my) stats for their records, so I thought I'd share her percentiles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At birth: &lt;br /&gt;8 pounds, 4 ounces (75th percentile) &lt;br /&gt;21 inches (93rd percentile) &lt;br /&gt;head circumference 13 1/4 inches (25th percentile) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At five weeks: &lt;br /&gt;9 pounds 3 ounces (49th percentile) &lt;br /&gt;22 inches (83rd percentile) &lt;br /&gt;head circumference 14 3/4 (34th percentile) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is in the 5th percentile when you combine her weight and height. Apparently, she is super tall and skinny. She needs to fatten up, but fattening up isn't really in this girl's gene pool, so we will see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far her future as the ultimate soccer/softballer/trackster/baller is looking promising. And she won't have a big head about it...literally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has also recently discovered the need to be held. Which is kind of endearing, really. She also has started cooing...sort of. It's pretty cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-4860945048660340417?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4860945048660340417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4860945048660340417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4860945048660340417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4860945048660340417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/04/stats.html' title='Stats'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3588807516336562982</id><published>2011-04-12T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:05:06.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The book worm</title><content type='html'>She's already loving to hit the books! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594911855470633074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZgYDinv0RE/TaUesH7y4HI/AAAAAAAACTA/Gw248lKc16g/s320/1%2Bmonth%2Bold-7.jpg" /&gt;Actually, she hated this...I'm a mean mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She does love her bath time....here she is sporting her new bathrobe from Bryan's cousins the McCurrys.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRb8RMnsshY/TaUe7mQu4VI/AAAAAAAACTg/pKjBZFnL978/s1600/four%2Bweeks-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594912121309552978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRb8RMnsshY/TaUe7mQu4VI/AAAAAAAACTg/pKjBZFnL978/s320/four%2Bweeks-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You WILL be happy, baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LbzIt1FLp3k/TaUetjTT6RI/AAAAAAAACTY/iyWAd8dKSns/s1600/four%2Bweeks-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594911879996893458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LbzIt1FLp3k/TaUetjTT6RI/AAAAAAAACTY/iyWAd8dKSns/s320/four%2Bweeks-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loves to hold up her head! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EC1s184V2lI/TaUetG4rIwI/AAAAAAAACTQ/LiJqeDTQC-A/s1600/four%2Bweeks-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594911872368976642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EC1s184V2lI/TaUetG4rIwI/AAAAAAAACTQ/LiJqeDTQC-A/s320/four%2Bweeks-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm trying to recreate this picture: &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594913413660729778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ks4KcOeONw8/TaUgG0pQ4bI/AAAAAAAACTo/xPRA-wCboQk/s320/bath-1.jpg" /&gt;Which I took when Cayden was 1 week old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to redo it here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hL_gsOMeOKU/TaUesd_SkgI/AAAAAAAACTI/4_CjcD-XHKg/s1600/1%2Bmonth%2Bold-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594911861390873090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hL_gsOMeOKU/TaUesd_SkgI/AAAAAAAACTI/4_CjcD-XHKg/s320/1%2Bmonth%2Bold-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To show Cayden at 1 month old...so you can see her growth...she looks so different (partially thanks to her baby acne!).&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/7781222971894631610-3588807516336562982?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3588807516336562982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3588807516336562982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3588807516336562982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3588807516336562982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/04/book-worm.html' title='The book worm'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZgYDinv0RE/TaUesH7y4HI/AAAAAAAACTA/Gw248lKc16g/s72-c/1%2Bmonth%2Bold-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5994187340381898092</id><published>2011-04-07T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:14:17.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One month already!</title><content type='html'>Our baby is one month old!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LH1sagQuwh4/TZ407gc_XlI/AAAAAAAACS4/qAO-xym5U70/s1600/1%2Bmonth-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965984169188946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LH1sagQuwh4/TZ407gc_XlI/AAAAAAAACS4/qAO-xym5U70/s320/1%2Bmonth-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She now weighs 9 pounds (according to my crappy scale), is 22 inches long, and is fitting into her clothes quite nicely. In these pics, she is cuddling with her animal blankie from Great-aunt Kelley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0qUDX1Z84aw/TZ407Yq2abI/AAAAAAAACSw/zW76GLcIl1k/s1600/1%2Bmonth-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965982079838642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0qUDX1Z84aw/TZ407Yq2abI/AAAAAAAACSw/zW76GLcIl1k/s320/1%2Bmonth-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is perfect size for our little peanut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lyYIpWT6dE/TZ407IzfGbI/AAAAAAAACSo/KxF3V1D3QGk/s1600/1%2Bmonth-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965977821092274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lyYIpWT6dE/TZ407IzfGbI/AAAAAAAACSo/KxF3V1D3QGk/s320/1%2Bmonth-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She has many fans. Here she is at Man Club (high school Bible study), and Daniel is helping her bench press. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NK0tBJnC2SA/TZ40dmXmH3I/AAAAAAAACSg/NX01MVgCcbc/s1600/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965470361100146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NK0tBJnC2SA/TZ40dmXmH3I/AAAAAAAACSg/NX01MVgCcbc/s320/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting up against the couch...this was mid-sneeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNgMgZT9fYo/TZ40dOq_NrI/AAAAAAAACSY/i2F-HUE3yJQ/s1600/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965463999985330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNgMgZT9fYo/TZ40dOq_NrI/AAAAAAAACSY/i2F-HUE3yJQ/s320/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that belly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQxH0pEWqy4/TZ40c5s-JxI/AAAAAAAACSQ/pULSKO2QJ_s/s1600/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965458371159826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQxH0pEWqy4/TZ40c5s-JxI/AAAAAAAACSQ/pULSKO2QJ_s/s320/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngT1smO1KI4/TZ40cT0yCaI/AAAAAAAACSI/rGJjENwCyfE/s1600/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965448203372962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngT1smO1KI4/TZ40cT0yCaI/AAAAAAAACSI/rGJjENwCyfE/s320/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the yawns! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--_zy45YUvhs/TZ40Fz8OUuI/AAAAAAAACSA/2KycRZIZ8VE/s1600/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965061687530210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--_zy45YUvhs/TZ40Fz8OUuI/AAAAAAAACSA/2KycRZIZ8VE/s320/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PEACE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJkgcLK-T7E/TZ40FmgDGQI/AAAAAAAACR4/tWIidFFKWQ8/s1600/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965058079693058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJkgcLK-T7E/TZ40FmgDGQI/AAAAAAAACR4/tWIidFFKWQ8/s320/30%2Bdays%2Bold%2B-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a regular sight in our household. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVzWX3nzAXw/TZ40FFX_DQI/AAAAAAAACRw/ZGTyOP0W8SU/s1600/nap-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965049187503362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVzWX3nzAXw/TZ40FFX_DQI/AAAAAAAACRw/ZGTyOP0W8SU/s320/nap-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And...more sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nlql_8WWG2A/TZ40EzEh3EI/AAAAAAAACRo/tc8TuzI_uQo/s1600/swing-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592965044274060354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nlql_8WWG2A/TZ40EzEh3EI/AAAAAAAACRo/tc8TuzI_uQo/s320/swing-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This month, Cayden has almost rolled over, eats 2.5 oz of milk every two hours, sleeps in 4-5 hour shifts at night (if we don't let her take long naps during the day), always thinks she is hungry (thank goodness for binkies), hates being burped mid-meal (gets very angry), likes her baths as long as the water isn't too hot, and likes riding in the car (but gets mad when the car stops). We love her more every day!&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/7781222971894631610-5994187340381898092?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5994187340381898092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5994187340381898092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5994187340381898092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5994187340381898092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-month-already.html' title='One month already!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LH1sagQuwh4/TZ407gc_XlI/AAAAAAAACS4/qAO-xym5U70/s72-c/1%2Bmonth-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5043650657267728234</id><published>2011-03-28T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:40:32.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three weeks old</title><content type='html'>Cayden had more company this week...Lois got to hold her for the first time, and Angela wanted to get in on that action too.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589324497173486066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5WHjG2sewc/TZFFBERqGfI/AAAAAAAACP4/7E-UQsBepfY/s320/16%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg" /&gt;The Steiners brought us dinner on Friday, and little Cambria had to hold the baby!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbhf3pJfqEs/TZFFCWwAn_I/AAAAAAAACQQ/UMWT01o_nho/s1600/18%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589324519312498674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbhf3pJfqEs/TZFFCWwAn_I/AAAAAAAACQQ/UMWT01o_nho/s320/18%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swing = great Craigslist purchase! You can't really tell, but the pic below is of Cayden in her swing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGW2MXFp4c4/TZFFB5em9TI/AAAAAAAACQI/bp17tBA56CE/s1600/19%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589324511454885170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGW2MXFp4c4/TZFFB5em9TI/AAAAAAAACQI/bp17tBA56CE/s320/19%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morning light is wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOpKXiETCBo/TZFFBkjm1nI/AAAAAAAACQA/zqwRfee50TE/s1600/19%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589324505838704242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOpKXiETCBo/TZFFBkjm1nI/AAAAAAAACQA/zqwRfee50TE/s320/19%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This week, Cayden got to go on two walks, went to Winco for the first time, and still has not made it back up to her birthweight....but we are slowly making progress. Drs appointment tomorrow, to weigh her, so hopefully she will be over 8 pounds 4 ounces by then! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-5043650657267728234?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5043650657267728234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5043650657267728234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5043650657267728234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5043650657267728234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/03/three-weeks-old.html' title='Three weeks old'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5WHjG2sewc/TZFFBERqGfI/AAAAAAAACP4/7E-UQsBepfY/s72-c/16%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-312085135930262630</id><published>2011-03-22T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:37:15.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two weeks old!</title><content type='html'>Here's some pics of this past week in our little home...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-24klsNlrEXo/TYmGB3PzvgI/AAAAAAAACPw/ao-oDczC1JU/s1600/10%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587144179298057730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-24klsNlrEXo/TYmGB3PzvgI/AAAAAAAACPw/ao-oDczC1JU/s320/10%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends have been bringing us meals....such a blessing! Here's Amanda and AJ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ-SntWFFqc/TYmGBhFZB0I/AAAAAAAACPo/YtK5nSkbqMk/s1600/10%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587144173348783938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ-SntWFFqc/TYmGBhFZB0I/AAAAAAAACPo/YtK5nSkbqMk/s320/10%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Youngi had to come over too and hold baby Cayden. She loves Cayden so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgcrENS2zTQ/TYmGBIe7oaI/AAAAAAAACPg/LyTQtH4INWs/s1600/10%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587144166745022882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgcrENS2zTQ/TYmGBIe7oaI/AAAAAAAACPg/LyTQtH4INWs/s320/10%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby cleavage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pi1RCRpsPS4/TYmGA6I4D9I/AAAAAAAACPY/pZSFhgxdUwk/s1600/14%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587144162894417874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pi1RCRpsPS4/TYmGA6I4D9I/AAAAAAAACPY/pZSFhgxdUwk/s320/14%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cayden loves to nap with daddy. And mommy loves to take pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUJ6sqOFhnc/TYmFkVXPHiI/AAAAAAAACPQ/y-JLZfphVys/s1600/15%2Bdays%2Bold-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587143671986200098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUJ6sqOFhnc/TYmFkVXPHiI/AAAAAAAACPQ/y-JLZfphVys/s320/15%2Bdays%2Bold-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiles for all! She's such a goob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1nZl9VDOtuk/TYmFj1n-BsI/AAAAAAAACPI/eQNRvhX0CRM/s1600/15%2Bdays%2Bold-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587143663466448578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1nZl9VDOtuk/TYmFj1n-BsI/AAAAAAAACPI/eQNRvhX0CRM/s320/15%2Bdays%2Bold-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So photogenic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yIo-pKGBwZ4/TYmFLBfhheI/AAAAAAAACPA/te4XV7cw83E/s1600/15%2Bdays%2Bold-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587143237155522018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yIo-pKGBwZ4/TYmFLBfhheI/AAAAAAAACPA/te4XV7cw83E/s320/15%2Bdays%2Bold-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then I just had some fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X5VIz_UGM9Y/TYmFK_-7-nI/AAAAAAAACO4/6YXwP5QJHM8/s1600/15%2Bdays%2Bold-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587143236750408306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X5VIz_UGM9Y/TYmFK_-7-nI/AAAAAAAACO4/6YXwP5QJHM8/s320/15%2Bdays%2Bold-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cayden's first nose ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4i2AlaHsd50/TYmFKcZIdRI/AAAAAAAACOw/34gv-sVuwcQ/s1600/15%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587143227196601618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4i2AlaHsd50/TYmFKcZIdRI/AAAAAAAACOw/34gv-sVuwcQ/s320/15%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big hands run in my family....sorry little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMr4gymxU3I/TYmFKJ72IoI/AAAAAAAACOo/HqnB6gNDyL4/s1600/15%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587143222241927810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMr4gymxU3I/TYmFKJ72IoI/AAAAAAAACOo/HqnB6gNDyL4/s320/15%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-312085135930262630?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/312085135930262630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=312085135930262630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/312085135930262630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/312085135930262630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-weeks-old.html' title='Two weeks old!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-24klsNlrEXo/TYmGB3PzvgI/AAAAAAAACPw/ao-oDczC1JU/s72-c/10%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7813938764113227394</id><published>2011-03-17T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:29:28.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating full bellies</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585208538007271922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VoGAW9Qf4_w/TYKlkthm-fI/AAAAAAAACOA/fPs44Frq_OQ/s320/9%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg" /&gt;After 2 doctor visits without weight gain, we have now figured out how to fill up the baby! Luckily, Cayden loves milk in any form, whether it's mine or formula, so now she is much happier and actually slept in her bed last night! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585208532585487986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3gBEtEA7QpM/TYKlkZU9HnI/AAAAAAAACN4/Fhr1ONIjQ-I/s320/9%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;This is what she wears to bed to keep her warm (our room never gets warm!). It's a little big for her, but it still does the trick and it's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Cayden does not enjoy belly time....but Macie makes sure she is safe!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0KrAlzTLXo/TYKl4Wa1MLI/AAAAAAAACOg/CkqwHf7jeUc/s1600/8%2Bdays%2Bold-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585208875402211506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0KrAlzTLXo/TYKl4Wa1MLI/AAAAAAAACOg/CkqwHf7jeUc/s320/8%2Bdays%2Bold-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was before she got mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRID_xLuW1o/TYKl4M3YGUI/AAAAAAAACOY/tB281YBL_wg/s1600/8%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585208872837585218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRID_xLuW1o/TYKl4M3YGUI/AAAAAAAACOY/tB281YBL_wg/s320/8%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Macie kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkx1Eu_XgNI/TYKllFQZWNI/AAAAAAAACOQ/IjP0PFR0b5E/s1600/8%2Bdays%2Bold-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585208544377526482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkx1Eu_XgNI/TYKllFQZWNI/AAAAAAAACOQ/IjP0PFR0b5E/s320/8%2Bdays%2Bold-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a wink for all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpPuWfyXJww/TYKlk30mqYI/AAAAAAAACOI/EUJUHJTBF1g/s1600/9%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585208540771297666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpPuWfyXJww/TYKlk30mqYI/AAAAAAAACOI/EUJUHJTBF1g/s320/9%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love the crazy after-bath hair!&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/7781222971894631610-7813938764113227394?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7813938764113227394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7813938764113227394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7813938764113227394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7813938764113227394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/03/celebrating-full-bellies.html' title='Celebrating full bellies'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VoGAW9Qf4_w/TYKlkthm-fI/AAAAAAAACOA/fPs44Frq_OQ/s72-c/9%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4976427188122410616</id><published>2011-03-13T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:35:10.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YT07Q7k2-tM/TX2WpEkgwhI/AAAAAAAACNw/-MbUM6OPiIk/s1600/6%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583784745354969618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YT07Q7k2-tM/TX2WpEkgwhI/AAAAAAAACNw/-MbUM6OPiIk/s320/6%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bathtime was quite the poopfest today. She peed once and pooped twice, once on the changing pad and once on her really cute bear towel. So gross!&lt;br /&gt;Cayden slept through her first church service today....here's us all dressed up for her church debut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DYhPfJMxB8/TX2WogYKaXI/AAAAAAAACNo/4JbPI7cjMj8/s1600/6%2Bdays%2Bold-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583784735639497074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DYhPfJMxB8/TX2WogYKaXI/AAAAAAAACNo/4JbPI7cjMj8/s320/6%2Bdays%2Bold-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XntvDsyVyVg/TX2WoXVkw_I/AAAAAAAACNg/eGJszQEyeDM/s1600/6%2Bdays%2Bold-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583784733212722162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XntvDsyVyVg/TX2WoXVkw_I/AAAAAAAACNg/eGJszQEyeDM/s320/6%2Bdays%2Bold-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday, the Lutes brought us dinner and stuck around to play. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583784729702791826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcDc1Z2yJqw/TX2WoKQvepI/AAAAAAAACNY/8qt0DRESlDA/s320/5%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg" /&gt;These three are going to be great friends! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5sx36SwgjfM/TX2Wn-zNSOI/AAAAAAAACNQ/cm05SdJcado/s1600/5%2Bdays%2Bold-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583784726626126050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5sx36SwgjfM/TX2Wn-zNSOI/AAAAAAAACNQ/cm05SdJcado/s320/5%2Bdays%2Bold-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-4976427188122410616?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4976427188122410616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4976427188122410616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4976427188122410616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4976427188122410616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/03/bathtime-was-quite-poopfest-today.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YT07Q7k2-tM/TX2WpEkgwhI/AAAAAAAACNw/-MbUM6OPiIk/s72-c/6%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5363008606105842801</id><published>2011-03-13T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T11:29:00.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cayden's first week</title><content type='html'>There has been no shortage of visitors this week...mostly family and a few great friends bearing meals. Grandma Julie came down every chance she got. Apparently our child is a grandma magnet.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aISSNzWe1oE/TX0KiIXBArI/AAAAAAAACNA/uSmUsNs3H_M/s1600/5%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583630694485131954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aISSNzWe1oE/TX0KiIXBArI/AAAAAAAACNA/uSmUsNs3H_M/s320/5%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because Grandma Jill couldn't stay away either.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583632651542583138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxyOwQH0B68/TX0MUC9312I/AAAAAAAACNI/XBHpztFa3vA/s320/4%2Bdays%2Bold-5.jpg" /&gt;And great-grandma Bernard came down to meet her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583630020765105874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VEXnN-eVCO0/TX0J66jpPtI/AAAAAAAACMY/tcnXdkXGiZM/s320/3%2Bdays%2Bold-3.jpg" /&gt; A sleeping baby was never more exciting....and then there's a screaming baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek_TRGSW3gY/TX0KhQCx1RI/AAAAAAAACMw/izh_nZ9q7iw/s1600/4%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583630679367865618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek_TRGSW3gY/TX0KhQCx1RI/AAAAAAAACMw/izh_nZ9q7iw/s320/4%2Bdays%2Bold-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cayden made her debut at youth group on Friday night. She drew quite the crowd, let me tell you. The kids were great....they really wanted to hold her, but it was all look and no touch for now. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuIgbnq6zAM/TX0Kg5eYS5I/AAAAAAAACMo/RdYNdtjVDsE/s1600/4%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583630673309617042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuIgbnq6zAM/TX0Kg5eYS5I/AAAAAAAACMo/RdYNdtjVDsE/s320/4%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun gave Cayden a bath on Thursday night. how is this baby so fat already? Oh yeah, she eats every hour...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j7F493wZFr8/TX0J7PC4-HI/AAAAAAAACMg/cC4zg8Xrtlo/s1600/4%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583630026264868978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j7F493wZFr8/TX0J7PC4-HI/AAAAAAAACMg/cC4zg8Xrtlo/s320/4%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is very used to the paparazzi by now.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pgj1BOTf0g/TX0J6pvqmFI/AAAAAAAACMQ/FR8n2zk2FIo/s1600/3%2Bdays%2Bold-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583630016252123218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pgj1BOTf0g/TX0J6pvqmFI/AAAAAAAACMQ/FR8n2zk2FIo/s320/3%2Bdays%2Bold-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she loves her daddy.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4kBL24BXHI/TX0J6MdqWxI/AAAAAAAACMI/-9BqdWKb6RU/s1600/3%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583630008391981842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4kBL24BXHI/TX0J6MdqWxI/AAAAAAAACMI/-9BqdWKb6RU/s320/3%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-5363008606105842801?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5363008606105842801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5363008606105842801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5363008606105842801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5363008606105842801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/03/caydens-first-week.html' title='Cayden&apos;s first week'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aISSNzWe1oE/TX0KiIXBArI/AAAAAAAACNA/uSmUsNs3H_M/s72-c/5%2Bdays%2Bold-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7456580311437754671</id><published>2011-03-10T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T00:10:09.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cayden Elizabeth Ann Bernard</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582720875964079730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUjSd6UG8mA/TXnPDuP_HnI/AAAAAAAACLY/Hv54NvHT0Ro/s320/meeting-20.jpg" /&gt;After 17 hours of contractions, 14 hours at the hospital and 1 blessed epidural 9 hours in, little Cayden Elizabeth Ann Bernard entered the world at 8:03 p.m. on March 7, 2011. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582721793103965378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m8EO7TZhB-s/TXnP5G3LLMI/AAAAAAAACLg/PBiRA1p9138/s320/meeting-3.jpg" /&gt;She weighed in at 8 pounds, 4 ounces and was 21 inches long.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582720855043236290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVQ5vHSIL9c/TXnPCgUEYcI/AAAAAAAACLI/T6Jz3MSt48Q/s320/meeting-37.jpg" /&gt;Daddy's hands.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x31uSRCRdUk/TXnP7OVT-YI/AAAAAAAACMA/2lI7sO9czZk/s1600/meeting-38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582721829469157762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x31uSRCRdUk/TXnP7OVT-YI/AAAAAAAACMA/2lI7sO9czZk/s320/meeting-38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pDeGOoZkSng/TXnP6mgc_mI/AAAAAAAACL4/FnFMwlPQ5GM/s1600/meeting-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582721818778467938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pDeGOoZkSng/TXnP6mgc_mI/AAAAAAAACL4/FnFMwlPQ5GM/s320/meeting-17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma and grandpa Bernard had been waiting at the hospital for about 12  hours!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGqkO3qW2pI/TXnP6KglNHI/AAAAAAAACLw/HFIcnI_njF8/s1600/meeting-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582721811262813298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGqkO3qW2pI/TXnP6KglNHI/AAAAAAAACLw/HFIcnI_njF8/s320/meeting-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along with my parents, and eventually 7 other family members! They sure filled that waiting room!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SgdyASLVyuY/TXnP5mi9AnI/AAAAAAAACLo/Wm0DzuhDwos/s1600/meeting-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582721801609085554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SgdyASLVyuY/TXnP5mi9AnI/AAAAAAAACLo/Wm0DzuhDwos/s320/meeting-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun came to see us the next day, along with about 20 other friends and family members!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Arq_A00PXxc/TXnPDOukcpI/AAAAAAAACLQ/6WgQSDkGj_w/s1600/meeting-33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582720867502420626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Arq_A00PXxc/TXnPDOukcpI/AAAAAAAACLQ/6WgQSDkGj_w/s320/meeting-33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauren was away at DECA state when Cayden was born, but when we got home on Wednesday, she got to see her host sister for the first time. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35ovTBziv2k/TXnPCdNOzlI/AAAAAAAACLA/jP3fG0MCKdc/s1600/meeting-42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582720854209252946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35ovTBziv2k/TXnPCdNOzlI/AAAAAAAACLA/jP3fG0MCKdc/s320/meeting-42.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;We are so blessed! More to come of course, as time permits! She sure likes to eat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-7456580311437754671?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7456580311437754671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7456580311437754671' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7456580311437754671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7456580311437754671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/03/cayden-elizabeth-ann-bernard.html' title='Cayden Elizabeth Ann Bernard'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUjSd6UG8mA/TXnPDuP_HnI/AAAAAAAACLY/Hv54NvHT0Ro/s72-c/meeting-20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8456307394725081167</id><published>2011-03-05T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:57:57.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch my belly grow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am really bored. I thought I would have a baby by now, so I have nothing planned, and now I am filling my time with making slideshows. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-de8bb1519c517bae" 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://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde8bb1519c517bae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329891087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E20B39E26F7A9301E7D653525285C44280A398D.7018F02511B06D3F62F13F7AF63ECA08BCAA1809%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde8bb1519c517bae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsE2dn_qOZfAnhFvgZAh9bFRajoY&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://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde8bb1519c517bae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329891087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E20B39E26F7A9301E7D653525285C44280A398D.7018F02511B06D3F62F13F7AF63ECA08BCAA1809%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde8bb1519c517bae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsE2dn_qOZfAnhFvgZAh9bFRajoY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is of my progression through the last 20 weeks. Enjoy. Sorry the quality is so bad....I'm still figuring this out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-8456307394725081167?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8456307394725081167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8456307394725081167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8456307394725081167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8456307394725081167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_4108.html' title='Watch my belly grow...'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4992926437589609407</id><published>2011-03-05T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:59:24.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternity photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here's a slideshow of my favorite pics from our maternity shoot with Betsey Jaskilka.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4056866b26b8b7c8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4056866b26b8b7c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329891087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D417906DACD6B006283B93C1D19D2F80AC70F05BB.178F0C59DCCAF5473AE583106761B6706A1876F2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4056866b26b8b7c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_l29YX-3wsenAfqo4ed0kgRzBo4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4056866b26b8b7c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329891087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D417906DACD6B006283B93C1D19D2F80AC70F05BB.178F0C59DCCAF5473AE583106761B6706A1876F2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4056866b26b8b7c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_l29YX-3wsenAfqo4ed0kgRzBo4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-4992926437589609407?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4992926437589609407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4992926437589609407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4992926437589609407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4992926437589609407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_23.html' title='Maternity photos'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8104182113228297734</id><published>2011-02-28T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T23:22:14.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are all adults here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579005485380160082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8EwslChnmo/TWyb7hwKSlI/AAAAAAAACGo/hvekCGlG1ZI/s320/bday-3.jpg" /&gt;Our little girl is 18 today! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579005762220064610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80fSPqvhS5Q/TWycLpD7_2I/AAAAAAAACGw/j0jo1iH2D2E/s320/bday-2.jpg" /&gt;Lauren had her 18th birthday party yesterday. We had upwards of 16 people milling about, playing games (thanks to Bryan!), eating food and celebrating with Lauren. Lauren and Soo Min made kimpap for the party...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iX69NhMWyno/TWycMHaNfII/AAAAAAAACG4/9uq0QmXlhbc/s1600/bday-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579005770366549122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iX69NhMWyno/TWycMHaNfII/AAAAAAAACG4/9uq0QmXlhbc/s320/bday-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauren has this strange problem blowing out candles.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579005478982854322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ6NO82s44U/TWyb7J67JrI/AAAAAAAACGg/_O4OWvrXcQs/s320/bday-4.jpg" /&gt; Last year, it took seriously 10 tries. This year I tried to make it easier (notice only two candles!) but she still took 3 tries. I think she hyperventilates from laughing and then has no air....it's quite the phenomenon. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579005472797990466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JXQFUaoe8TM/TWyb6y4VnkI/AAAAAAAACGY/egFnW8Qevdw/s320/bday-5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andy doesn't like to smile at the camera...but our girls (Lauren and Sun) sure are photogenic, huh? As is Bryan....wow.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfpu0_hHY-A/TWybpr-TIMI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Norsd_DRb9s/s1600/bday-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579005178886168770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfpu0_hHY-A/TWybpr-TIMI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Norsd_DRb9s/s320/bday-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soo Min and Lauren...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XnldvDvIwcc/TWybpDQLdWI/AAAAAAAACGI/uoLUrsLlMn4/s1600/bday-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579005167955309922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XnldvDvIwcc/TWybpDQLdWI/AAAAAAAACGI/uoLUrsLlMn4/s320/bday-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren's haul from the bday party.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rZTAVn7hO38/TWybo1k0CsI/AAAAAAAACGA/PyZ6t0tm0S0/s1600/bday-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579005164283759298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rZTAVn7hO38/TWybo1k0CsI/AAAAAAAACGA/PyZ6t0tm0S0/s320/bday-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents and Shane came over on her real birthday (TODAY!) to have pie and ice cream...and of course play some train game! Shane decided to try on Lauren's glasses....I'm not sure what happened to his eyes... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579005156531014098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QTVSPgka_tM/TWyboYsaidI/AAAAAAAACF4/7QRetpIwC-s/s320/bday-9.jpg" /&gt;Happy birthday Lauren! We love you!&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/7781222971894631610-8104182113228297734?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8104182113228297734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8104182113228297734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8104182113228297734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8104182113228297734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-are-all-adults-here.html' title='We are all adults here.'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8EwslChnmo/TWyb7hwKSlI/AAAAAAAACGo/hvekCGlG1ZI/s72-c/bday-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-1019859520545755915</id><published>2011-02-24T10:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:12:58.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There'll be no school tomorrow...no school tomorrow...no school tomorrow if it snows!</title><content type='html'>All the prayers of the Santiam Christian students came to fruition last night...God dumped 3-4 inches of snow on Adair Village!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577332807545823682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQaBhSaKd0U/TWaqo3PmocI/AAAAAAAACE4/s0_jkWPYZ8A/s320/snow-4.jpg" /&gt;Making this year's first yellow snow...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577332793042051234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dCAyqicDcvA/TWaqoBNooKI/AAAAAAAACEg/PLZHXonXi5c/s320/snow-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577332801051892706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UAm1yu9x6Vc/TWaqofDVG-I/AAAAAAAACEo/Lw7D8l00E3g/s320/snow-2.jpg" /&gt;This snow man came to visit our front yard too!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KzdY7wKu6qo/TWarIn7QinI/AAAAAAAACFo/Efwyr9MNiMg/s1600/snow-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577333353189771890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KzdY7wKu6qo/TWarIn7QinI/AAAAAAAACFo/Efwyr9MNiMg/s320/snow-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryan had to wake Lauren up (by throwing snowballs at her window) so she could come out and play in the snow with him. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577333044956726594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YxXUXEVPnm0/TWaq2rqxhUI/AAAAAAAACFA/Z9MMDp8ecb8/s320/snow-5.jpg" /&gt;She made her first snowman!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577333054452525474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4yeeeFGcv4/TWaq3PCv6aI/AAAAAAAACFI/6pqi_WFQGNo/s320/snow-6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577333341907565250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVuYF--JYJA/TWarH95XusI/AAAAAAAACFY/EtqetPZh3jc/s320/snow-8.jpg" /&gt;We thought the baby should get in on the action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZdIfFfAtS4/TWarIHJx20I/AAAAAAAACFg/O3ajsU6TFak/s1600/snow-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577333344392305474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZdIfFfAtS4/TWarIHJx20I/AAAAAAAACFg/O3ajsU6TFak/s320/snow-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Macie was in 7th heaven.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab-vEtHRxic/TWaq3bvr7oI/AAAAAAAACFQ/XzMqNOIiwgI/s1600/snow-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577333057862233730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab-vEtHRxic/TWaq3bvr7oI/AAAAAAAACFQ/XzMqNOIiwgI/s320/snow-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My blueberries were a little weighted down.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BlnurAfT2lw/TWaqovpnIbI/AAAAAAAACEw/C2YHdfMBKoc/s1600/snow-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577332805507424690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BlnurAfT2lw/TWaqovpnIbI/AAAAAAAACEw/C2YHdfMBKoc/s320/snow-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7781222971894631610-1019859520545755915?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/1019859520545755915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=1019859520545755915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1019859520545755915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1019859520545755915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/02/therell-be-no-school-tomorrowno-school.html' title='There&apos;ll be no school tomorrow...no school tomorrow...no school tomorrow if it snows!'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQaBhSaKd0U/TWaqo3PmocI/AAAAAAAACE4/s0_jkWPYZ8A/s72-c/snow-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-7805139433353929909</id><published>2011-02-23T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:14:22.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>So I think I have the most boring pregnancy ever.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's a good thing...no surprises since the whole calcification drama in October/November and not much discomfort besides sleeping. Moms around the Willamette Valley reading this probably want to smack me because I'm complaining that I have nothing to complain about....maybe they are right.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the weekly drs appointment today, all is well...my tummy is measuring at 37 cm...normal is 39, but no one is concerned. I'm dialated a whole 1.5 cm and 50% effaced. Dr. Lee said the "baby is low" which is a good thing I'm guessing. I gained a little over a pound this week...I'm now at 148.9 lbs. My dad informed me yesterday that he only weighs 18 pounds more than me. What a guy. A way-too-skinny-to-be-a-grandpa guy.&lt;br /&gt;Big snow storm is coming, so I hope I don't get stuck somewhere when this baby comes!&lt;br /&gt;Doctor predicts the baby's arrival at our due date, what a shocker....but she says I shouldn't be late, and I shouldn't need inducing, but we will see. I doubt she ever puts money down on anything like this, because it's all just guessing from where I sit.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go meet the pediatrician now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-7805139433353929909?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/7805139433353929909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=7805139433353929909' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7805139433353929909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/7805139433353929909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/02/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-8517956930802945714</id><published>2011-02-20T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:35:06.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven Days</title><content type='html'>11 days.&lt;br /&gt;In roughly that amount of time, my life will change forever. It is hard to fathom, really, hard to prepare. There are only so many books you can read, so much advice you can absorb, but I don't think anything is really preparing me to all of a sudden be responsible for a little person.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm getting impatient.&lt;br /&gt;I should be savoring these last days of independence, but the hours are being consumed with thoughts about WHEN WILL SHE COME? Last night, Bryan swore she was coming...while we were sleeping in bunk beds up in the mountains near Fall City. Tonight, he said the same thing. It feels like it could happen any second, even though I have no idea what it feels like before you go into labor...&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I spent this past weekend up at Camp Tapawingo, where Bryan was speaking for the MidHigh Cause winter retreat. I had a good time, watching Shane, Jason and Lauren working with the kids, and of course listening to Bryan speak 4 times. I basically sat around and ate good old camp food and marveled at how big the kids at church have gotten.&lt;br /&gt;This is a really rambling post. My bad.&lt;br /&gt;Buh bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-8517956930802945714?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/8517956930802945714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=8517956930802945714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8517956930802945714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/8517956930802945714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/02/eleven-days.html' title='Eleven Days'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-3736307338286040177</id><published>2011-02-14T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:46:21.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last babyless V-Day</title><content type='html'>After eight Valentine's Days together, we have discovered the secret to an inexpensive Valentine's Day...celebrate a day early, before the restaurants can jack up the prices! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573763487785315634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFoSScX0knc/TVn8XG98bTI/AAAAAAAACD4/JWxEPeTxboo/s320/vday-4.jpg" /&gt;Bryan and I did just that last night, when we hit up McMennemins in Lincoln City. We stayed at the WorldMark in Gleneden last night, and then enjoyed a rainy day at the coast, including breakfast at the Sea Hag (Depoe Bay) ...a first for us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K7PimUOtsXc/TVn8W0RnlWI/AAAAAAAACDw/9Ted008dzQ0/s1600/vday-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573763482767562082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K7PimUOtsXc/TVn8W0RnlWI/AAAAAAAACDw/9Ted008dzQ0/s320/vday-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryan hates it when I take his picture. Especially in restaurants. Too bad, baby. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irR7fQkOxyE/TVn8WSqjNzI/AAAAAAAACDo/6mlgddG0evs/s1600/vday-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573763473745327922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irR7fQkOxyE/TVn8WSqjNzI/AAAAAAAACDo/6mlgddG0evs/s320/vday-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my mountain of french toast complete with strawberries and way too much whipped cream. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7PL-HKoWC2I/TVn8WIoophI/AAAAAAAACDg/qmpUI6i-QWQ/s1600/vday-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573763471052940818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7PL-HKoWC2I/TVn8WIoophI/AAAAAAAACDg/qmpUI6i-QWQ/s320/vday-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also this weekend (on Saturday), we got the chance to get maternity photos taken....just hours before this monster storm rolled in (as evident in the photos, where my hair is going crazy from the wind). Photos can be seen here....on Betsey Jaskilka's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://framedliving.blogspot.com/p/maternity.html"&gt;http://framedliving.blogspot.com/p/maternity.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Lauren went to Sadie Hawkins at her school. Before everyone got there, I got a quick pic of her all dressed up with her host dad. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573768674770625314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WE1DTRtjYno/TVoBFB_nIyI/AAAAAAAACEA/oFKj3biqM1I/s320/sadies-1.jpg" /&gt;Friends Heather &amp;amp; Clemens and Tyler &amp;amp; Lauren (he brought her flowers!). &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573768680197848514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyZuSHMgTWo/TVoBFWNj_cI/AAAAAAAACEI/UbLtQOHncdc/s320/sadies-2.jpg" /&gt;By the way, the theme was Beauty and the Geek...if you couldn't tell. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573768685290161218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RwnNHqjWTyI/TVoBFpLqhEI/AAAAAAAACEQ/oZf5tc7Jyow/s320/sadies-3.jpg" /&gt;They had a great time, eating dinner and playing games at school and then a photo scavenger hunt and Shari's afterwards, then a friend's house for games and a movie. That girl has a busy weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://framedliving.blogspot.com/p/maternity.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-3736307338286040177?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/3736307338286040177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=3736307338286040177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3736307338286040177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/3736307338286040177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-babyless-v-day.html' title='The last babyless V-Day'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFoSScX0knc/TVn8XG98bTI/AAAAAAAACD4/JWxEPeTxboo/s72-c/vday-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5655250017038968795</id><published>2011-02-06T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T20:05:45.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showered</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570676737878966098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8E-nfOv1I/AAAAAAAACDA/b4tR7APQBCU/s320/shower-11.jpg" /&gt;My sisters-in-law (with help from Alicia) threw me a baby shower this past weekend, which was awesome!  They did amazing decorating....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570677277728729314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8FeClcaOI/AAAAAAAACDY/hJ3HGuO564I/s320/shower-8.jpg" /&gt;And all I had to do was show up, hang out with some cool people, eat some food and open tons of presents!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570676721148015458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8E9pKQs2I/AAAAAAAACCw/-A8sFZd03UA/s320/shower-6.jpg" /&gt;So here's some of the cool people: me, mom and grandma Ullman...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8FdjUkKsI/AAAAAAAACDQ/RwzvaJIuObY/s1600/shower-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570677269336435394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8FdjUkKsI/AAAAAAAACDQ/RwzvaJIuObY/s320/shower-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pam Williams holding Mal's baby Eden...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8E-F5wwTI/AAAAAAAACC4/36Y38jpDus8/s1600/shower-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570676728863441202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8E-F5wwTI/AAAAAAAACC4/36Y38jpDus8/s320/shower-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Moore girls...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8EYOm_v6I/AAAAAAAACCo/w9-3HDDj6qM/s1600/shower-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570676078365622178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8EYOm_v6I/AAAAAAAACCo/w9-3HDDj6qM/s320/shower-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cambria Steiner...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8EX-1rKhI/AAAAAAAACCg/B-34MeErAHQ/s1600/shower-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570676074132220434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8EX-1rKhI/AAAAAAAACCg/B-34MeErAHQ/s320/shower-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elle and Jennifer Bertz....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8EXf-viSI/AAAAAAAACCY/0oanh64mKgU/s1600/shower-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570676065848756514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8EXf-viSI/AAAAAAAACCY/0oanh64mKgU/s320/shower-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were tons of people there who I love very much, and we are so grateful for their generosity!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few things we got from the shower...&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8D9q4xufI/AAAAAAAACCQ/oKaEAatTkIc/s1600/after%2Bshower-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570675622099925490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8D9q4xufI/AAAAAAAACCQ/oKaEAatTkIc/s320/after%2Bshower-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of little shoes and socks....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8D9LF_KiI/AAAAAAAACCI/Ar31ENWm_is/s1600/after%2Bshower-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570675613565397538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8D9LF_KiI/AAAAAAAACCI/Ar31ENWm_is/s320/after%2Bshower-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And our baby will be finely dressed...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8DrLmx0ZI/AAAAAAAACCA/o7LmFTZeHjc/s1600/after%2Bshower-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570675304465289618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8DrLmx0ZI/AAAAAAAACCA/o7LmFTZeHjc/s320/after%2Bshower-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And diapered.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8DqnmSHQI/AAAAAAAACB4/Wmnb4Hry3dE/s1600/after%2Bshower-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570675294799535362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8DqnmSHQI/AAAAAAAACB4/Wmnb4Hry3dE/s320/after%2Bshower-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh ad here's one of the finished walls in the baby room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8DqCxTDYI/AAAAAAAACBw/nBKO9mBs0cg/s1600/after%2Bshower-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570675284913622402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8DqCxTDYI/AAAAAAAACBw/nBKO9mBs0cg/s320/after%2Bshower-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you to everyone who has blessed us so richly!&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/7781222971894631610-5655250017038968795?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/5655250017038968795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=5655250017038968795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5655250017038968795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/5655250017038968795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/02/showered.html' title='Showered'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TU8E-nfOv1I/AAAAAAAACDA/b4tR7APQBCU/s72-c/shower-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-1916470937726024179</id><published>2011-01-29T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:35:30.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy clock and baby class</title><content type='html'>So I might have stolen the idea for the pelmet board from another blogger, but this next idea was completely original! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567768427395611442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUSv4qqM-zI/AAAAAAAACBM/ZAF_TBI740E/s320/clock-1.jpg" /&gt;Using a painting canvas (like my other wall art), fabric, some iron on daisies from Michael's, white spray paint and the innards of a clock... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567768420524580450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUSv4REBXmI/AAAAAAAACBE/doPscX4a-9g/s320/clock-2.jpg" /&gt;I made a baby room clock! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567768416013346930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUSv4AQdaHI/AAAAAAAACA8/UfI5ApIzae4/s320/clock-3.jpg" /&gt;Hooray for finished projects!&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note...well maybe not completely, but.... I hit 35 weeks! Only 5 weeks left to go and I've only peed my pants twice....both in the last 24 hours....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567767985752472498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUSve9aRe7I/AAAAAAAACA0/B_gd-_IBHv4/s320/35%2Bwks-3.jpg" /&gt;We also finished up our birthing class at Good Samaritan Hospital (Corvallis). They made us take group shots....first of the moms in order of due date (I'm in the middle). &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567767976379866354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUSveafq3PI/AAAAAAAACAk/--7a_AfL3Hk/s320/35%2Bwks-1.jpg" /&gt;And then of the daddies (they had to stick out their stomachs like they were pregnant too - Bryan loved this - NOT). Birthing class was quite the experience....lots of weirdos. And a couple of cool people. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567767979711334834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUSvem59CbI/AAAAAAAACAs/IA-wMICiNzw/s320/35%2Bwks-2.jpg" /&gt;The only other couple we talked to were the ones on the far right. I think it's funny that both him and Bryan are both in argyle and Hannah and I are the giants in the group. The lady behind me might have technically been a midget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-1916470937726024179?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/1916470937726024179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=1916470937726024179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1916470937726024179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/1916470937726024179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/01/daisy-clock-and-baby-class.html' title='Daisy clock and baby class'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUSv4qqM-zI/AAAAAAAACBM/ZAF_TBI740E/s72-c/clock-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-4190903975460835461</id><published>2011-01-26T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:33:16.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka time</title><content type='html'>Can everyone just pause and breathe a sigh of relief that my camera has returned to me? &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566630352562304562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUCkz_hiNjI/AAAAAAAACAY/Om_EBxSwx64/s320/pelmet%2Bboard%2Band%2Bquilt-2.jpg" /&gt;Ahh....I forgot how much better pics from an SLR look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a good day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of my latest endeavors came to fruition...I finally finished the pelmet board for the baby's room &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566630337778630930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUCkzIc1QRI/AAAAAAAACAI/HwU849iDWEs/s320/pelmet%2Bboard%2Band%2Bquilt-4.jpg" /&gt;and the UPS guy brought my camera back to me after its vacation at Nikon repair in El Segundo, CA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of these projects started on the same day (Jan. 8 - when I ordered the material for the pelmet board and mailed off my camera) and took way too long to finish! The polka dot material was the worst...the order was processed and sent by Fabrics.com on Jan. 13, but all the storms in Georgia delayed all the shipping. It finally arrived yesterday, a ridiculous 17 days after I ordered it!! My camera actually took less time to fix than I anticipated, so I was delighted to find my fixed camera at my doorstep this afternoon! Ahhh, having my camera back is seriously awesome! I got to use my new 50 mm lens for a few of these shots, so the timing couldn't have been better! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566630342173472962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUCkzY0pOMI/AAAAAAAACAQ/yppDR28tdXY/s320/pelmet%2Bboard%2Band%2Bquilt-3.jpg" /&gt;I utilized my trusty staple gun (compliments of Mr. Bryce Bernard) for the completion of my project. Other materials used to construct the pelmet board were much more flimsy, but effective: Foam board, duct tape, super glue and even some scotch tape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the finished project mounted and everything. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566629994565415570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUCkfJ4bMpI/AAAAAAAACAA/pDi309M8iss/s320/pelmet%2Bboard%2Band%2Bquilt-5.jpg" /&gt;And, the semi completed baby room! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566629984001474690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUCkeihyQII/AAAAAAAAB_4/NtrD8BVA5rk/s320/pelmet%2Bboard%2Band%2Bquilt-6.jpg" /&gt;Close up of the baby's new quilt (compliments of Grandma Julie Bernard).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566629979839712850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUCkeTBizlI/AAAAAAAAB_w/dCmM8vCh41M/s320/pelmet%2Bboard%2Band%2Bquilt-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7781222971894631610-4190903975460835461?l=charis2105.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/feeds/4190903975460835461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7781222971894631610&amp;postID=4190903975460835461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4190903975460835461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7781222971894631610/posts/default/4190903975460835461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charis2105.blogspot.com/2011/01/polka-time.html' title='Polka time'/><author><name>Charis2105</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814340313083007936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/SX9cmrZFaxI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7fZ_4HSZhDs/S220/me+and+bryan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TUCkz_hiNjI/AAAAAAAACAY/Om_EBxSwx64/s72-c/pelmet%2Bboard%2Band%2Bquilt-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781222971894631610.post-5948895591277905108</id><published>2011-01-23T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:51:58.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Z battle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TT0EVuPJUuI/AAAAAAAAB_o/Pu2T9ONzqII/s1600/Blazer%2Bgame%2B1.17.11%2B%25281%2Bof%2B1%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565609485735121634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4aGv9mKTUA/TT0EVuPJUuI/AAAAAAAAB_o/Pu2T9ONzqII/s320/Blazer%2Bgame%2B1.17.11%2B%25281%2Bof%2B1%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The above photo has nothing to do with this post, but I think posts without any photos are boring....so, yeah. We went to another Blazer game a week ago, and I've put off putting up the photo....se here ya go. That's me at 33.5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to my real post/rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping is no longer something I look forward to, it has become a chore.&lt;br /&gt;Although I yawn continuously throughout the day and am generally very tired, when we go to bed every night, I'm pretty much dreading the next 6 hours of my life. Actually, the hip pain doesn't really kick in until around 2 a.m....around when Sun comes home every night. So I sleep for about 3 hours, and then w
