<?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-7324356298983348905</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:42:30.854-06:00</updated><category term='Hot Topics'/><category term='household'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Decorating'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='Finances'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='crisis'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Family'/><title type='text'>"Stewardship" of the Steward-Ship</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-8187900912195481004</id><published>2011-08-30T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T21:38:15.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-8187900912195481004?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/8187900912195481004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8187900912195481004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8187900912195481004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-2242515847194901104</id><published>2011-01-27T15:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T15:10:38.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me start off in saying- FYI- I'm in a bit of a&lt;i&gt; funk&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure why-&lt;br /&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; it could be the weather.... &lt;i&gt;leaving me couped up&lt;/i&gt;....&lt;br /&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; it could be this pregnancy leaving me feeling&lt;i&gt;.... tired... stretched.... blah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&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; it could be how my life feels a bit... &lt;i&gt;mundane... uneventful... uh-hum boring&lt;/i&gt; compared to so many other&amp;nbsp;adventurous&amp;nbsp;lives&lt;br /&gt;I don't know- but I feel the funk disappearing and I can't wait to share what God has taught me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't made this announcement on this blog yet- but we're &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;expecting baby #2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!! It is a complete surprise to us and we feel so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; 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/_9NnREI5sd1c/TUDseBvdEWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gLjwkAs0bOk/s1600/IMG_7737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TUDseBvdEWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gLjwkAs0bOk/s200/IMG_7737.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me 13 weeks preggo&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: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TUDst5gKuDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sRAXtPwgZKw/s1600/IMG_7718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TUDst5gKuDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sRAXtPwgZKw/s200/IMG_7718.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby M watching mom take profile pics and deciding to get in front of the camera herself (Big sis at 13 weeks of waiting)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I feel great :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and have no complaints (though I'm surprised how quickly I started showing this time around - I haven't been able to hide it for very long)- in fact I would say I could do it again :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just started feeling the baby move&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (this is a very faint feeling and doesn't happen often)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;We've been able to see this little rascal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; during a few ultrasounds moving, flipping and &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; bouncing off of something :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I seem to be much more lax during this pregnancy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - though we've had a few small complications and may have some in the end. The Lord has taught me quickly through our infertility issues a few years ago and my preeclampsia (with baby M) that I am not in control and that worrying about anything will get me nowhere fast. So here's to enjoying my&amp;nbsp;non-stressed&amp;nbsp;pregnancy :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Many people have asked if we'll find ou&lt;/i&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;- at this point the answer is "nope :)" so far everything has been a surprise and it'd be fun to keep it that way (though hubby wants to find out- but if you know him- he's not one to keep exciting secrets)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;This pregnancy is similar to my last&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;/i&gt;so far anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally- We are attending a Sunday School on parenting classes. I have absolutely loved it- the lessons I've learned have been so valuable and encouraging. I'm excited to share what we've learned....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-2242515847194901104?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/2242515847194901104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-me-start-off-in-saying-fyi-im-in.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/2242515847194901104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/2242515847194901104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-me-start-off-in-saying-fyi-im-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TUDseBvdEWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gLjwkAs0bOk/s72-c/IMG_7737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-8233956176901718568</id><published>2010-12-29T10:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T10:42:28.201-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/GGGift7-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/GGGift7-1.jpg" width="400" /&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/7324356298983348905-8233956176901718568?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/8233956176901718568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8233956176901718568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8233956176901718568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7250825390846108570</id><published>2010-10-29T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T23:38:58.300-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finances'/><title type='text'>Budgeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_154963702"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_154963703"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TLYmCUq1xuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S0c5pFoopFQ/s320/IMG_7306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Now that I am mostly home with my baby- we've obviously lost a full income. This can be quite an adjustment- though for us it wasn't too much. As many know we had waited for our baby for 3 years and while doing so, we wanted to be prepared financially for this change. When we first started "trying" for a baby we took my checks to either save or put towards finishing projects on our house. So, we were trying to live off of one income. The best thing about this plan was that we were able to save money and when we made the decision for me to stay home- it wasn't a huge adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This being said- some of the comforts we had prior to this new addition to our family did have to go (like going over in some areas of our budget- bummer!!). One area that was a real problem for &lt;s&gt;us&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;was food. I"m a "convenient" shopper. I go to one store and that is it. I learned quickly that this can be expensive (especially without coupons). Well, now that I have time I have been much more diligent on our food inventory. I went from spending almost $100/ week to now spending on average $40-$50 a week on groceries. Crazy huh? I cut our costs down in half!! Half!! Here are the things I've done that have made the difference for the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I make a menu for 2 weeks instead of one and then make my grocery list (which I stick to a T.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cut coupons and use them when I can especially at Rainbow on Wednesday when they double them!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I go to Aldi (gasp) for certain items like snacks, fresh fruit, and baking items&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We do have a Buffalo (thanks to my great in-laws) so that has helped with meat- but one way we stretch this is I buy ground turkey to replace beef in dishes. This way our buffalo burger is used only for burgers!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have learned to substitute when I can and cut back on certain items in recipes. For example with all chicken meals- I usually cut the chicken in half or less. I often substitute sausage for turkey, use dried herbs instead of fresh etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I make as much as I can from scratch- flour tortillas, bread, snacks, meals, sauces etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe my biggest "money-saver" trick is having a menu set for 2 weeks instead of one. So, I will follow up on how I do my menu and for those who have already asked- I will give a sample of my shopping list as well. Tune in next time for .... Chrissy's' Menu- palooza!! (hee... hee... it just sounded goofy, so I had to add the palooza) and now I'm rambling- so good night, good day and good bye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-7250825390846108570?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7250825390846108570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/10/budgeting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7250825390846108570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7250825390846108570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/10/budgeting.html' title='Budgeting'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TLYmCUq1xuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S0c5pFoopFQ/s72-c/IMG_7306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-2046681286782507281</id><published>2010-10-12T18:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T18:17:46.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>12:45 pm- happy.beautiful.fall.day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/IMG_6892-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/IMG_6892-2.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/7324356298983348905-1881574631624103691?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1881574631624103691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1881574631624103691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1881574631624103691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-2418798572356907915</id><published>2010-09-28T03:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T03:04:51.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TJg2lRPuJxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DEKAx3PMrig/s1600/mom+and+malia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TJg2lRPuJxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DEKAx3PMrig/s320/mom+and+malia.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;I absolutely do not advocate stealing- &lt;em&gt;at all.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Though-&amp;nbsp;this picture will have to be one&amp;nbsp;exception to my "no stealing policy"- it's too cute to &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; steal from my friend- Definately an exception :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-718561247977476668?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/718561247977476668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-stole-this-from-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/718561247977476668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/718561247977476668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-stole-this-from-friend.html' title='I stole this from a friend'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TJg2lRPuJxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DEKAx3PMrig/s72-c/mom+and+malia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-1180518548678902064</id><published>2010-09-20T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T23:36:46.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>I laughed so my hard- my face went ugly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_1318540465"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1318540466"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TJg1vtldM-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/P6LqbdrvjWg/s1600/n33807262_32259702_4545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TJg1vtldM-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/P6LqbdrvjWg/s320/n33807262_32259702_4545.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the things I love about my husband is his ability to make me laugh. I don't mean a polite little chuckle- I mean a tears in my eyes, I can't breath, just about to &lt;i&gt;pee my pant&lt;/i&gt;s, &lt;b&gt;I can't take it anymore, &lt;/b&gt;need to hide my face kind of&amp;nbsp;laugh.&amp;nbsp;Well, the other night he did not fail to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting together- he watching football, me reading a book- when I hear him "pass gas loudly" and without any hesitation he says, non-challantly: "there is something wrong with my pants." I looked up from my book and laughed a sarcastic "ha- ha" and went back to my book. A few minutes later he "passed gas" again and without any hesitation he said: "seriously Chrissy- do you have the receipt? This is bad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I laughed so hard I'm sure my face turned ugly. After about 5 minutes I composed myself- still chuckling for the next two hours.&amp;nbsp;As&amp;nbsp;we got into bed I laughed again with tears streaming down my face, not able to breath nor talk. I love those laughs and I love that my husband can bring these out of me with his clever and cute sense of humor. I love you pookster!! Life is so much more fun with you in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1180518548678902064?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1180518548678902064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-laughed-so-my-hard-my-face-went-ugly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1180518548678902064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1180518548678902064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-laughed-so-my-hard-my-face-went-ugly.html' title='I laughed so my hard- my face went ugly...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TJg1vtldM-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/P6LqbdrvjWg/s72-c/n33807262_32259702_4545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-6570017479895997246</id><published>2010-09-14T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T10:16:11.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Teething Ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TI5m0BC0LbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/XQeA47uaphc/s1600/IMG_6432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TI5m0BC0LbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/XQeA47uaphc/s320/IMG_6432.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TI5mQIkVtbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8_tOezY14sc/s1600/IMG_6434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TI5mQIkVtbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8_tOezY14sc/s320/IMG_6434.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TI5l3OeasOI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-VI7kUbtnhk/s1600/IMG_6430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TI5l3OeasOI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-VI7kUbtnhk/s320/IMG_6430.JPG" width="213" /&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;In lieu of a typical teething ring- we have opted for a frozen bagel. Baby M loves it- it feels great on her teeth and she gets a snack :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-6570017479895997246?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/6570017479895997246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/09/teething-ring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6570017479895997246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6570017479895997246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/09/teething-ring.html' title='Teething Ring'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TI5m0BC0LbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/XQeA47uaphc/s72-c/IMG_6432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-4436912722549635233</id><published>2010-09-03T01:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T01:54:19.528-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>You make Beets look so good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/IMG_6126-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/IMG_6126-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/IMG_6129-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/IMG_6129-1.jpg" width="213" /&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-4436912722549635233?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/4436912722549635233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-make-beets-look-so-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4436912722549635233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4436912722549635233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-make-beets-look-so-good.html' title='You make Beets look so good'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-730692740602385225</id><published>2010-08-31T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:16:09.594-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Who needs fancy toys?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TH3FHO2gVzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/s9QDhvYWVmI/s1600/IMG_6133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TH3FHO2gVzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/s9QDhvYWVmI/s320/IMG_6133.JPG" width="213" /&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;Oh the money I could have saved if I would have just purchased cat toys for baby M- this is one of her favorite toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-730692740602385225?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/730692740602385225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-needs-fancy-toys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/730692740602385225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/730692740602385225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-needs-fancy-toys.html' title='Who needs fancy toys?'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TH3FHO2gVzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/s9QDhvYWVmI/s72-c/IMG_6133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-714265684987019568</id><published>2010-08-31T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:03:58.283-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My chefs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TH0kMmzA79I/AAAAAAAAAOM/9rbm1xGuA0U/s1600/IMG_6492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TH0kMmzA79I/AAAAAAAAAOM/9rbm1xGuA0U/s320/IMG_6492.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;So, excuse the messy bed- but I've had a tough time making it because my pillows are situated "just right" and I don't want to mess up a beautiful thing. My pillows are piled up nicely on the left- &lt;i&gt;awww the serenity&lt;/i&gt;.....and my hubby's is on the right. I am so particular about them, that I get frustrated when hubby even tries to trade 1 pillow. He calls me a pillow hog- judging by this picture-&lt;i&gt; I'm not sure where he gets this idea from :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;After being pregnant with baby M, I've been left needing (yes &lt;i&gt;needing&lt;/i&gt;) more pillows than ever before, I think I have about 6-7 pillows that I sleep with. Has this happened to anyone else? I hope I'm not the only one :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-9093532786013717698?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/9093532786013717698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-touch-my-pillows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/9093532786013717698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/9093532786013717698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-touch-my-pillows.html' title='Don&apos;t touch my pillows!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TH0kMmzA79I/AAAAAAAAAOM/9rbm1xGuA0U/s72-c/IMG_6492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7330933497214800783</id><published>2010-08-20T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:14:37.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>10 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/IMG_6415-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i746.photobucket.com/albums/xx105/catapup/IMG_6415-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="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/7324356298983348905-7330933497214800783?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7330933497214800783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7330933497214800783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7330933497214800783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-am.html' title='10 am'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-6725967988734754871</id><published>2010-08-20T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T09:00:01.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Excuse me ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TG6H_f8w3WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/fDF1V-8iyg0/s1600/IMG_6369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TG6H_f8w3WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/fDF1V-8iyg0/s320/IMG_6369.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a funny thing being a mom- Baby M came down with a cold last week and I got caught in the line of fire. &amp;nbsp;I must press onward and fight this virus within me while serving and loving my family.... [sniffle]... [sniffle]... [yawn].... [cough]... [sniffle]... Exactly how many sick days do we moms get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-6725967988734754871?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/6725967988734754871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/excuse-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6725967988734754871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6725967988734754871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/excuse-me.html' title='Excuse me ;)'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TG6H_f8w3WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/fDF1V-8iyg0/s72-c/IMG_6369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-1381373980786813541</id><published>2010-08-17T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:21:37.645-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces- Got to Wear Shades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGoIYrTdKtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/sWnfSjio2OQ/s1600/IMG_6186+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGoIYrTdKtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/sWnfSjio2OQ/s320/IMG_6186+(1).jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGoIYrTdKtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/sWnfSjio2OQ/s1600/IMG_6186+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weeks theme at I Heart Faces is "Got to Wear Shades". &amp;nbsp;This was a tough decision to make as we have so many pics of our beautiful baby girl in her new sun glasses. This pic radiates pure joy!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1381373980786813541?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1381373980786813541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-heart-faces-got-to-wear-shades.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1381373980786813541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1381373980786813541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-heart-faces-got-to-wear-shades.html' title='I Heart Faces- Got to Wear Shades'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGoIYrTdKtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/sWnfSjio2OQ/s72-c/IMG_6186+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-8282836047634223340</id><published>2010-08-13T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:37:22.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><title type='text'>4:30 pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGTK8hA5QVI/AAAAAAAAANw/qB3lrZt1nmo/s1600/IMG_5902r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGTK8hA5QVI/AAAAAAAAANw/qB3lrZt1nmo/s200/IMG_5902r.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGTK3fvfOeI/AAAAAAAAANs/vxzYrdwVLCQ/s1600/IMG_5894r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGTK3fvfOeI/AAAAAAAAANs/vxzYrdwVLCQ/s200/IMG_5894r.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGTGvvqpdXI/AAAAAAAAANk/aCPV6bN6uEM/s1600/IMG_5749r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGTGvvqpdXI/AAAAAAAAANk/aCPV6bN6uEM/s200/IMG_5749r.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She is so much fun. She is moving around so much more- though this brings a busy day, it seems to be easier. She love love loves the stairs. The second I set her down in the basement- faster than lightning she is at the second step. I didn't realize she could crawl-run so fast. She is a new explorer, even venturing out of my sight (which is a huge thing). She has learned how to find me if I leave her sight and she has found a friend in our kitty. She is one of the smiliest babies I know (I'm partial, I know). She musters up a smile when she is sleepy, cranky, not feeling well.... She loves to go shopping now (big change from when she was an infant). She looks for people to smile at- and I mean she works &lt;i&gt;hard&lt;/i&gt; for them to smile at her. When she see's someone at a store she squawks at them, smiles and then tilts her head to the side (acting shy) which inevitably brings a giggle and a smile from almost everyone.&amp;nbsp;She continues to take hold of our hearts, melting them with her scrunchy-faced brighter than the sun smile. I could eat her right up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-6063126313486259879?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/6063126313486259879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/adorable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6063126313486259879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6063126313486259879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/adorable.html' title='Adorable'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGTK8hA5QVI/AAAAAAAAANw/qB3lrZt1nmo/s72-c/IMG_5902r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7626299619558283374</id><published>2010-08-09T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T16:52:46.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>What I've been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGB4Ea9_q7I/AAAAAAAAANc/k2Zj7672dR4/s1600/IMG_6331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGB4Ea9_q7I/AAAAAAAAANc/k2Zj7672dR4/s320/IMG_6331.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Letter to hubs-a-dubs)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just an FYI, my phone went through the wash today :{ So, I'm phone-less- if you need to talk- it'll have to be through e-mail. BTW- wipe that smirk off your face, it's not that funny- and stop shaking your head, you've done this too :) Love you and hope you have a great day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chrissy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Mr. amazing was pretty understanding and gracious- though he said he couldn't help but laugh. I felt pretty silly- but I have a new tip if this should happen to you (probably won't) here is what to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Take the battery out right away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Place phone and battery into a bowl of rice (for atleast 1.5-2 days)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Plug phone in- if there is still water- it needs to go back into the rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Try it again until the water is gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;My phone finally works &lt;s&gt;like new &lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;almost like new, it just won't ring. I'm satisfied that against all odds it came through this terrible accident as well as it has. The sad thing is that my close girlfriends have come to expect this from me. They now call my husband when they get my voicemail, knowing that I don't have my phone. Thanks ladies for being so patient with me- I'm glad that I can give you something to laugh at!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-7626299619558283374?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7626299619558283374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-ive-been-up-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7626299619558283374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7626299619558283374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='What I&apos;ve been up to'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TGB4Ea9_q7I/AAAAAAAAANc/k2Zj7672dR4/s72-c/IMG_6331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-2999172820406515911</id><published>2010-08-05T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T17:20:28.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>2:30 pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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She was kind enough to share with me a website that she goes to for discounts on restaurants, hair cuts, spas, massages etc. I checked it out and am in love!!! So in love that I had to share.... &lt;a href="http://www.groupon.com/"&gt;groupon&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://www.livingsocial.com/"&gt;living social&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;are 2 places to go for great discounts. They really are for bigger cities- but if you plan to travel you can request for updates to be e-mailed to you daily on their offers. An example is a $45 voucher at a snazzy restaurant and you only pay $20. I hope you find this helpful- I sure did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1798488254038637150?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1798488254038637150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/living-social-with-groupons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1798488254038637150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1798488254038637150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/living-social-with-groupons.html' title='Living social with Groupons'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-506730665754278538</id><published>2010-08-03T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T23:27:12.605-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><title type='text'>Cream of tarter- my saving grace</title><content type='html'>I'm sure all of you are fine cooks and don't need this suggestion, but just in case such a time arises- I wanted you to know that a pan can be saved if it burns. The other day I was steaming some veggies for baby M and didn't pay attention to the water level in the pan. I managed to burn it black!! I thought for sure this new pan of mine was going in the garbage. I frantically looked on the internet for anything that could save this pan and I found this little tip. I hope you find it useful (I can't remember which website I found this from):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill pan up with 1/2 in. of water&lt;br /&gt;pour in cream of tarter to cover the bottom of the pan (I stirred it to get it to cover the bottom more evenly).&lt;br /&gt;Simmer for 20 minutes- you should see the black crusty stuff shed off.&lt;br /&gt;Wipe them away and have sit for up to 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Clean pan as you normally would.&lt;br /&gt;Smile in amazement- jump with excitement and prance with glee- your pan is saved :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-506730665754278538?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/506730665754278538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/cream-of-tarter-my-saving-grace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/506730665754278538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/506730665754278538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/08/cream-of-tarter-my-saving-grace.html' title='Cream of tarter- my saving grace'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-393574093949051201</id><published>2010-07-26T00:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:23:56.767-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TE0Yr1DYNXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Nbzam5d-UK0/s1600/IMG_5620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TE0Yr1DYNXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Nbzam5d-UK0/s400/IMG_5620.JPG" width="266" /&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/7324356298983348905-393574093949051201?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/393574093949051201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/393574093949051201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/393574093949051201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TE0Yr1DYNXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Nbzam5d-UK0/s72-c/IMG_5620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-692466686211422541</id><published>2010-07-14T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:10:37.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We're so different!! I don't know if it's an "us" thing or a guy/girl thing (I'm banking on the latter).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The other night my hubby and I were getting ready for bed- here is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got ready to shower and my hubby says on his own- "I will make the bed."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I finished my shower and found the bed was not made and my husband was on the internet. I then made a little comment on the bed and he proceeded to explain and show me that he was watching a video on how to make the bed. Sure enough there was a lovely lady making her bed and explaining exactly how to do this. I have to admit- I had hoped for a lesson on "hospital corners" but received nothing more than a lesson on "making sure you get all the wrinkles out per layer"- &lt;i&gt;Really?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;Later this same night, hubby was watching another video on you tube and decided it would be funny to look up random videos on farting.&lt;i&gt; Hmm, lovely right?..&lt;/i&gt;. he soon tells me that I just&lt;i&gt; have&lt;/i&gt; to see one of the videos. So, I sit next to him as he shows me the greatest video on passing gas. Here is how this scenario goes:&lt;br /&gt;Hubby finds a video on fire farts and explains, "you gotta check this one out- it's hillarious"&lt;br /&gt;The video plays a teenage boy taking a lit match to his behind and passes gas- causing the flame to catch his tush and underwear on fire. Impressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hubby: &lt;/b&gt;Laughed so hard he couldn't even breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I stared at the screen, looking less than amused thinking "hmmmm.. really?.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A couple minutes later:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hubby&lt;/b&gt;- Replayed this same video a number of times still laughing hysterically, now not able to hold himself up and needing to lean on me for support. His laughter progressively gets harder everytime he replays this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;-My attention slowly turns from the less than impressive video to my husband who is having a difficult time gaining control of himself. I'm impressed now- not by the video but by him and the amusement he brings to our marriage... I slowly begin to chuckle as I watch him enjoy the simple things in life: &lt;i&gt;a good fart!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;Lastly, the other evening I was cleaning the kitchen up while hubby surfed "You Tube" &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;, this time for lessons on "pooping". I was quite surprised by the videos that he was able to find on "how to poop". The one I saw was in Japanese- so unfortunately, due to the language barrier, I was unable to learn how to do what comes so natural for many........ &lt;i&gt;(Really?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-692466686211422541?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/692466686211422541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/07/really.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/692466686211422541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/692466686211422541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/07/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3675481923616231283</id><published>2010-06-09T23:00:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T15:04:15.051-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My heart can hardly take it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TBBfUIGKmQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/j1fmg7GZTWk/s1600/IMG_5174r.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/_9NnREI5sd1c/TBBfUIGKmQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/j1fmg7GZTWk/s320/IMG_5174r.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TBBgVUxwZwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/L3X2GXUds1o/s1600/IMG_5218r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TBBgVUxwZwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/L3X2GXUds1o/s320/IMG_5218r.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can probably see why this girl has captured our hearts!! Oh goodness- just when I think she can't get cuter- then she pulls this stunt. (&lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;sigh&gt; I don't know if my heart can take this much longer- she's just too cute!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sigh&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sigh&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sigh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TBBfguBnulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WqhcNlRdsTo/s1600/IMG_5231bw.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/_9NnREI5sd1c/TBBfguBnulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WqhcNlRdsTo/s320/IMG_5231bw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TBBfa54EZ2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/6Ki1qmalZts/s1600/IMG_5221bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TBBfa54EZ2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/6Ki1qmalZts/s320/IMG_5221bw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Then again I am her mom and she will always be cute to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord give me strength- This girl makes me want to have lots more babies (and I mean lots)!! Hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3675481923616231283?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3675481923616231283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-heart-can-hardly-take-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3675481923616231283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3675481923616231283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-heart-can-hardly-take-it.html' title='My heart can hardly take it....'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TBBfUIGKmQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/j1fmg7GZTWk/s72-c/IMG_5174r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-2507524647982879594</id><published>2010-06-04T04:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T04:35:01.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Doesn't this melt your heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TAjFC91QbKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/x_kUYUtGdDs/s1600/071r2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TAjFC91QbKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/x_kUYUtGdDs/s320/071r2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-2507524647982879594?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/2507524647982879594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/06/doesnt-this-melt-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/2507524647982879594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/2507524647982879594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/06/doesnt-this-melt-your-heart.html' title='Doesn&apos;t this melt your heart?'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TAjFC91QbKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/x_kUYUtGdDs/s72-c/071r2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-2726947504973727020</id><published>2010-05-28T23:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:12:42.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TAjE3NER0LI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wKvRtc2s1lo/s1600/080revised.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TAjE3NER0LI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wKvRtc2s1lo/s320/080revised.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dealing with a computer crisis- it is now resolved :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;2. Making homemade baby food and loving it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;3. Baby showers- God has blessed many of my friends with new babies this spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;4. Softball (hubby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;5. Spending time with our great friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;6. Watching the races&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;7. Enjoying baby M's newest abilities:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Sitting up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Eating solids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Standing when against something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Walking while holding mom and dad's hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Playing independently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Babbling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Reaching out for people and reaching for toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;8. Enjoying our finished basement (trying to figure out how to decorate and rearrange all the furniture in our house).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;9. Loving our cat who is so incredibly obedient!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;10. Feeling bad for not keeping you up to date on our lives- sorry, I think the summer may be hit and miss (especially as baby M is becoming more independent and mobile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TAjIYMh1SAI/AAAAAAAAAME/VzO32xODMHs/s1600/129r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TAjIYMh1SAI/AAAAAAAAAME/VzO32xODMHs/s320/129r.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; 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/7324356298983348905-2726947504973727020?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/2726947504973727020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/05/1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/2726947504973727020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/2726947504973727020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/TAjE3NER0LI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wKvRtc2s1lo/s72-c/080revised.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3009896845768337125</id><published>2010-04-08T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:59:14.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest sale ever?</title><content type='html'>Does anyone else get annoyed with some stores having their "biggest sale ever" every week? How can this be- if the sales truely get better weekly- by the end of the year they should be paying us to buy their products.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3009896845768337125?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3009896845768337125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/04/biggest-sale-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3009896845768337125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3009896845768337125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/04/biggest-sale-ever.html' title='Biggest sale ever?'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-5848366885171624108</id><published>2010-04-06T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:19:30.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Did you know.....</title><content type='html'>Did you know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I find cleaning to be quite relaxing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am a great dreamer- my husband is a great realist (aren't we perfect for each other?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I love to make bread by hand- but always have to have classical music playing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I talk to myself... I mean really talk out loud to myself about nothing. My conversation is so interesting that I put baby M to sleep while doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I look like my mom in so many ways (absolutely great thing) and am very similar to my dad in that I don't get too upset when I lose something or if something breaks. In fact- Dustin has broken many things and my response is always "It's okay- things are meant to be broken :)" "stuff" really has minimal value to me- this can be frustrating to my hubby as he feels that I can be careless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a passionate, tender hearted woman.... my occupation and love for it is proof of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the idea of coffee- but don't always like coffee. I call myself a "social drinker".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am a unique individual- with many, many quirks (yeah, I try to hide this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I forced my mother in-law to wear my grandma's large fake pearl necklaces (that is plural) out in public while on a road trip- just because I thought they looked cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am a "pop-snob" I like it in a glass on ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I don't match my socks- but my clothes in my closet&amp;nbsp; are organized by color and looks like a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just thought you would like to know.... this is me (kinda).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-5848366885171624108?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/5848366885171624108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/04/did-you-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/5848366885171624108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/5848366885171624108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/04/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know.....'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-4490064571348510246</id><published>2010-03-25T22:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:37:32.917-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><title type='text'>Our house has turned against us!!</title><content type='html'>Earlier this morning I found water in the basement - this is a very rare occurance and of course happens right after we get carpet :) I put towels by the door of the utility room to prevent further damage. This evening I went to small group while Hubby stayed home and I forgot to tell him about the water. I came home and Hubby non-challantly told me to check something out "you're going to laugh". I follow him to the basement and remembered to tell him that there was water on the floor- oops!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah- I thought it was the humidifier." He explained. "it's the water heater- it's shot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, at this point all you can do is laugh- what a month. Well, we were on-line again looking for water heaters, have one picked out and hopefully can get it installed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next? I don't know- but this house will be like new soon enough if this keeps up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-4490064571348510246?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/4490064571348510246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-house-has-turned-against-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4490064571348510246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4490064571348510246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-house-has-turned-against-us.html' title='Our house has turned against us!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-6464407661296526244</id><published>2010-03-24T21:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:38:46.239-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>A sight to see...</title><content type='html'>Yesturday I was quite ambicious and decided to bake chicken pot pie from scratch. I've learned so far that I absolutely love to make white sauce from scratch (strange- I'm sure). Anyway, as my sauce was trying to boil and my chicken was cooking- I realized 'wow, this is taking quite a while'. I decided to turn the burners up and kept &lt;i&gt;stirring and stirring and stirring and.&lt;/i&gt;.... for about 10 minutes when I realized my chicken was still quite pink. I touched the pans and found them to be &lt;i&gt;cold&lt;/i&gt;. I then dared to touch the burner- nothing but &lt;i&gt;coldness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Ugh! Are you serious?&lt;/b&gt;' I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay so now what? I can freeze my sauce, but &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;what am I going to do with half cooked chicken&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;? &lt;b&gt;Carry it across the street of course&lt;/b&gt;. So, I head over to my neighbor and meekly ask&amp;nbsp; if I could use their stove. When she said of course- &lt;i&gt;I trekked my way back to my house, grabbed my pan of chicken in one hand and my baby in the other, and headed back across that dangerous street&lt;/i&gt;. Of course not without some smiles and strange looks of passerby's. &lt;i&gt;LOL what a sight- I'm sure&lt;/i&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to see how God blesses us with these moments. I've been &lt;i&gt;wanting&lt;/i&gt; to go over and visit my neighbor- I know times have not been easy for them. God&lt;i&gt; forced&lt;/i&gt; me over there by shutting off my stove, and I was able to have an &lt;i&gt;awesome conversation&lt;/i&gt; that I hope will continue through the summer as we're both home during the day!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Isn't God great&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about this stove- well, we did go shopping and much to my dismay our stove was the one appliance I actually &lt;i&gt;really really&lt;/i&gt; liked. I went in thinking they cost at the most $500. Yeah, I'm not quite sure where that number came from, because stoves are quite expensive.&lt;br /&gt;In my last effort to save our stove, I talked with my dad about our &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;little-big&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; problem and I suggested that I thought it was &lt;i&gt;a wire issue&lt;/i&gt; and he aggreed. So, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;amazing husband&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;checked it out and sure enough- that's all it was. Hopefully, this is the &lt;i&gt;end of the appliance saga,&lt;/i&gt; and maybe the beginning of a new career for me :) I couldn't help but repeat to my husband that &lt;i&gt;I must be a genious&lt;/i&gt;. At first his response was a careless "uh-huh" until he realized that I was going to keep repeating this phrase until he told me in his own words that &lt;i&gt;yes, in deed I am a genious&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmm... nothing like a &lt;b&gt;forced compliment&lt;/b&gt; to get your day going.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-6464407661296526244?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/6464407661296526244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/sight-to-see.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6464407661296526244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6464407661296526244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/sight-to-see.html' title='A sight to see...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7341854442839075122</id><published>2010-03-22T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T16:57:36.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>It's true... I'm not perfect</title><content type='html'>I share this story with you just to brighten your day...... even if it is at my own expense :) The unfortunate thing is a: this is a true story &lt;br /&gt;b: that I have a couple similar stories and I will only be sharing one with you today. Stay tuned for the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a long weekend at work (while in college) and was talking to my boyfriend (now my hubby) on my cell phone. I pulled into my parking spot when I arrived home and was searching for something. Dustin must have picked up on my anxiety and asked if I was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I said "yeah- I just can't find my phone!!"------ Hmmm..... and to think he still found a reason to marry me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-7341854442839075122?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7341854442839075122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-true-im-not-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7341854442839075122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7341854442839075122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-true-im-not-perfect.html' title='It&apos;s true... I&apos;m not perfect'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-4966098150868738645</id><published>2010-03-16T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T10:45:52.212-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Bundled up at I Heart Faces</title><content type='html'>The theme for this week at I Heart Faces is, you guessed it- all bundled up. This is our 5 month olds first time sledding- her appreciation for this fine sport is still to come, but we were able to get some great pics. I wanted to share this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S5-gMs2ZeuI/AAAAAAAAALc/rPLcq53HzYM/s1600-h/IMG_3530-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S5-gMs2ZeuI/AAAAAAAAALc/rPLcq53HzYM/s320/IMG_3530-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out other cute pictures of people all bundled up by clicking on the button below- enjoy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-4966098150868738645?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/4966098150868738645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/bundled-up-at-i-heart-faces.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4966098150868738645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4966098150868738645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/bundled-up-at-i-heart-faces.html' title='Bundled up at I Heart Faces'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S5-gMs2ZeuI/AAAAAAAAALc/rPLcq53HzYM/s72-c/IMG_3530-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3871232043478708247</id><published>2010-03-16T02:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T03:03:11.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Sledding for the 1st and last time :) :(</title><content type='html'>We went sledding with baby M a couple weeks ago, just before the snow melted. We went down our hill in the backyard- dad was able to be our lift (what a guy!!). She went down 4 times (2X's with both of us) and seemed to be unphased by the whole experience. Oh well, maybe next year- Lord willing.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics. I finally was able to get to them :) &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/_9NnREI5sd1c/S580z49EarI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ItID4LBTTxI/s1600-h/IMG_3535-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S580z49EarI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ItID4LBTTxI/s400/IMG_3535-1.jpg" width="400" /&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/_9NnREI5sd1c/S582Vu44ZlI/AAAAAAAAALM/rICgxqtjnbQ/s1600/IMG_3504-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S582Vu44ZlI/AAAAAAAAALM/rICgxqtjnbQ/s200/IMG_3504-1.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S582qVgXiNI/AAAAAAAAALU/26PVP41dSZM/s1600-h/IMG_3503-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S582KVk2eaI/AAAAAAAAALE/LFun-CrI2D0/s320/IMG_3530-1.jpg" /&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/7324356298983348905-3871232043478708247?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3871232043478708247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/sledding-for-1st-and-last-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3871232043478708247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3871232043478708247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/sledding-for-1st-and-last-time.html' title='Sledding for the 1st and last time :) :('/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S580z49EarI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ItID4LBTTxI/s72-c/IMG_3535-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7662790792348654310</id><published>2010-03-07T15:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:40:36.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Short</title><content type='html'>Hubby: "Are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "yeah- why?"&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: "I don't know, you seem short with your words."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oooooooookkkkkkkkkkkkkkaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyy."&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: (laughing) "not like that, though that is funny"&lt;br /&gt;Me: (laughing) "I'm fine."&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: "Gooood, Iiiii haaaave tooooo goooooo, lovvvvve yooooouuuu."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ha, ha- lovvvvvvvvve yoooouuuuuuuu tooooo, byyyyyye."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-7662790792348654310?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7662790792348654310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/short.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7662790792348654310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7662790792348654310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/short.html' title='Short'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-9149297744065905182</id><published>2010-03-04T18:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T18:23:00.580-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><title type='text'>Black and Orange trespassers have arrived!</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year again when little critters find their way into our home. Nope- not mice but those pesky boxelder bugs!! One tried to crawl into baby M's mouth! Needless to say, they are not welcomed and are the worst guests we've had. We can't figure out how to get rid of them. Has anyone heard of a solution to getting these pesky trespassers out of the home and to stay out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-9149297744065905182?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/9149297744065905182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/black-and-orange-trespassers-have.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/9149297744065905182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/9149297744065905182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/black-and-orange-trespassers-have.html' title='Black and Orange trespassers have arrived!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-8743027875593813462</id><published>2010-03-03T11:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T11:46:18.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>The end to sock single life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v321/133/66/33807262/n33807262_32950440_8531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v321/133/66/33807262/n33807262_32950440_8531.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, for those who know me well or not so well, but have seen me. You know that my socks rarely match. (as shown in the lovely picture of myself above). I don't do this to draw attention nor do I do this because I am unable to match my socks. I do this because I am downright L-A-Z-Y lazy. Yep, I don't take the time to help my socks find their mate. I just throw them into the hamper, washer, dryer and carelessly into my chaotic sock drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sockstyle has put my wonderful hubby on nerves after we had our baby girl. He is quite concerned that I will dress her in this same manner. Rest assured my love- this will not happen as I have received awesome advice on how to keep them together. Are you all ready for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend suggested that I give each person a &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/191-6209693-2274141?asin=B001RV5A5Q&amp;amp;AFID=Froogle_df&amp;amp;LNM=%7CB001RV5A5Q&amp;amp;CPNG=&amp;amp;ref=tgt_adv_XSG10001"&gt;lingerie bag&lt;/a&gt; to put all their dirty socks into (and you can clothes pin the pairs together). When it's time to do the laundry, you just throw the bag in the washing machine and dryer, everyone's socks are seperated from eachothers and paired with it's mate. Genious I tell you!! Pure genious. This is especially helpful when you have a baby, because their socks are teeny tiny and already we've lost a few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-8743027875593813462?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/8743027875593813462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-to-sock-single-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8743027875593813462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8743027875593813462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-to-sock-single-life.html' title='The end to sock single life...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-698209295383402108</id><published>2010-03-03T11:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T11:20:30.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a beautiful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lkCJbU8MbY8/S4PkanBkPfI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Z34cCSCRSJ4/s1600/blogaward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lkCJbU8MbY8/S4PkanBkPfI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Z34cCSCRSJ4/s320/blogaward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great day, thank you so much Laura from Caution: Wife and Mother Under Construction (I absolutely love this title) for this award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you win this award, here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank the person who awarded you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pass this award on to up to 15 bloggers that you've recently discovered and think are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am awarding a Beautiful Blogger Award to:&lt;br /&gt;Minnesota Mom: I for her beautiful pictures and tips that she offers on her blog that have been helpful. &lt;br /&gt;Nalaville Chronicles: for her honesty and quirky posts :)&lt;br /&gt;Why Start With Just One?: because her story is fun to follow and she is so creative in the way she expresses herself&lt;br /&gt;The Hershbergers: I enjoy reading about her cooking, crafting, decorating and family experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Let the bloggers know they have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. List 7 facts about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: I have been married for over 3.5 years&lt;br /&gt;2: We just welcomed a beautiful baby girl into our family&lt;br /&gt;3: I confess, I do love my cat (and I mean love)&lt;br /&gt;4: I like to thrift shop&lt;br /&gt;5: I enjoy playing with my camera and learning to edit pictures&lt;br /&gt;6: I am working a whole 3 hours/ month at my previous job (I know, I know- I'm not even sure how I am able to balance all of this)&lt;br /&gt;7: There is nothing more precious than my daughters smiles and giggles!! (and my husbands sneaky grin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-698209295383402108?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/698209295383402108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-great-day-thank-you-so-much-laura.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/698209295383402108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/698209295383402108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-great-day-thank-you-so-much-laura.html' title='What a beautiful day'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lkCJbU8MbY8/S4PkanBkPfI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Z34cCSCRSJ4/s72-c/blogaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3452394417568785921</id><published>2010-03-02T12:33:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:43:06.574-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Topics'/><title type='text'>It's an issue of weight</title><content type='html'>Hubby and I have recently had a big debate, serious enough to bring in outside help. He randomly told me that I have produced more than 9 pounds of milk, since that's what baby M has gained since birth. I told him that our weight is not based on the weight of the food we eat but the calories, muscle and fat that are produced from that food. He kept trying to explain that you can't get something from nothing- yet, I'm not convinced. He and I went back and forth on this issue for a couple days, we had to ask our close friends who love us enough to try to mediate- but refused to take sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering if anyone has answers to this perplexing debate. Do we weigh as much as the food we consume or is it possible to weigh more the the weight of the food we consume? We both agree that we can weigh less than the food we consume due to the "burning of calories". If you have any interesting thoughts- please share :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3452394417568785921?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3452394417568785921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-issue-of-weight.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3452394417568785921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3452394417568785921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-issue-of-weight.html' title='It&apos;s an issue of weight'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-801327157441723914</id><published>2010-03-02T11:34:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:44:57.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Where I left it</title><content type='html'>My hubby's biggest pet-peeve (well, one of them) about me is my innate ability to "lose" things. Lately, I've been on a roll!! We had to call the credit card company to get new cards sent out recently and we've been looking for the new camera case for a couple months now. I try hard to hide these things from my husband and dread when he randomly asks, "Chrissy, where is your credit card?" Here is our recent interaction regarding this matter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: "Chrissy, where is your credit card?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "It's where I left it."&lt;br /&gt;Husband: "Well, where is that?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I can't exactly remember- BUT, I didn't lose it- it's just where I left it"&lt;br /&gt;Husband: "But you don't know where that is?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "not right now- but I will, don't worry about it."&lt;br /&gt;Husband: "So, yooooouuuuu lost it?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Honey- it's not the same thing! It's where I left it."&lt;br /&gt;Husband: "hmm..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesturday, he was kind enough to move our computer out of baby M's room and into the office. I came into the room and he threw the camera case at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (surprised): "Oh- our camera case!!"&lt;br /&gt;Husband (in a mocking tone): "It's where you left it right?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Exactly! Now you get it... See? I didn't lose it."&lt;br /&gt;Husband: (half joking, kinda annoyed) "Right..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-801327157441723914?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/801327157441723914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-i-left-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/801327157441723914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/801327157441723914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-i-left-it.html' title='Where I left it'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7189201470981579840</id><published>2010-02-26T16:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:48:40.102-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Topics'/><title type='text'>A penny for your thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Is it ethical to "steal" an outfit from the dressing room of someone else who left for a moment to get an additional item to try on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-7189201470981579840?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7189201470981579840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/penny-for-your-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7189201470981579840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7189201470981579840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/penny-for-your-thoughts.html' title='A penny for your thoughts...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-8399573580938398794</id><published>2010-02-24T11:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:00:12.028-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Baby Girl Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S4V5CHsjgxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4ZxOTjb8TAc/s1600-h/IMG_3212-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S4V5CHsjgxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4ZxOTjb8TAc/s320/IMG_3212-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441888802079736594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch out, she'll get you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S4VqWJMkrQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/slIM5tyPr7U/s1600-h/IMG_3196-1a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S4VqWJMkrQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/slIM5tyPr7U/s320/IMG_3196-1a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441872653405433090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She looks so matter of fact. She's a girl of many expressions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S4Vn7VtvBII/AAAAAAAAAKM/rbd_2ep9_Ik/s1600-h/IMG_3209-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S4Vn7VtvBII/AAAAAAAAAKM/rbd_2ep9_Ik/s320/IMG_3209-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441869993886024834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I L-O-V-E this expression, what a sneaky little look!! I'm not sure babies come much cuter (I know I'm partial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S4VmtIkCKDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0ClF5WyOUCk/s1600-h/IMG_3198-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S4VmtIkCKDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0ClF5WyOUCk/s320/IMG_3198-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441868650325878834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the pics of her looking off into the distance, I'm not exactly sure what grabbed her attention, probably Sir Wellington.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-8399573580938398794?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/8399573580938398794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-girl-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8399573580938398794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8399573580938398794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-girl-pics.html' title='Baby Girl Pics'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S4V5CHsjgxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4ZxOTjb8TAc/s72-c/IMG_3212-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3891891980166666870</id><published>2010-02-20T20:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:05:44.368-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><title type='text'>Sad News</title><content type='html'>Much to my dismay (well, maybe joy) our washing machine decided to call it quits today. It willingly filled the basket with water and decided that that was as far as it would go. So, now we sit with water in our washing machine, shopping for a washer and dryer set. Hmm.... too bad :) I skipped up the stairs like a giddy little girl when Dustin gave me my budget. Oh boy oh boy!! No more running the dryer 2X's to get the clothes dry!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3891891980166666870?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3891891980166666870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/sad-news.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3891891980166666870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3891891980166666870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/sad-news.html' title='Sad News'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-4200000582892315462</id><published>2010-02-19T13:29:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:46:16.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Baby dialogue</title><content type='html'>A couple weekends ago we went to a cabin with some close friends and had fun. It's always great to meet friends' family and to be on a mini vacation. I relaxed, did nothing and had no regrets. Often when I'm home, I feel like I've wasted a day if I sit still, crochet or read. This is not the case when I'm on vacation. hubby was able to go snowmobiling, which was a great treat for him. I think they said they went for over 100 miles. Baby M turned a new leaf and started to let other people hold her (even when she couldn't see us)!! Baby M and our friends' baby were able to hang out even more. They have recently begun to notice each other and reach out for one another.  Here are some pics, with a dialogue attached:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S38AOcX3PaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/22-gMtYRkJA/s1600-h/IMG_3012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440067123021299106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S38AOcX3PaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/22-gMtYRkJA/s320/IMG_3012.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hey C- hold my hand"- Baby M&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, I don't know if I should"- Baby C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S37_asjrv6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0urd5ocwndM/s1600-h/IMG_3010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440066234012647330" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S37_asjrv6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0urd5ocwndM/s320/IMG_3010.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you talking about C, of course you can." Baby M&lt;br /&gt;"Uh...maybe we should ask for permission. Is this okay?" Baby C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S379AhsH65I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Yi6yca8M8LU/s1600-h/IMG_3006.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440063585395403666" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S379AhsH65I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Yi6yca8M8LU/s320/IMG_3006.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yeah, you're right, maybe we should ask- dad, is this okay?" Baby M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S37-DE6lALI/AAAAAAAAAJs/EJOxwNSSDZk/s1600-h/IMG_3007.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440064728722636978" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S37-DE6lALI/AAAAAAAAAJs/EJOxwNSSDZk/s320/IMG_3007.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"See, there's nothing to it C. You're my buddy." - Baby M&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh.... I don't know about this yet." -Baby C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-4200000582892315462?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/4200000582892315462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-dialogue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4200000582892315462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4200000582892315462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-dialogue.html' title='Baby dialogue'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S38AOcX3PaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/22-gMtYRkJA/s72-c/IMG_3012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-725520854670845553</id><published>2010-02-13T13:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:06:33.483-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><title type='text'>New Pots and Pans on the Block</title><content type='html'>After hours of research (at the stores and on-line) I finally found the pans I've been looking for. It was between the Cooks brand from JCPenny and the Cuisinart Chefs series. Both were quite comparable with a lifetime warranty and stainless steel with aluminum core going up the sides. They were also very comparable in original price. I decided on the Cooks simply because I was able to get a better deal with an on-line purchase, coupons and certificates!! So far, I am quite pleased and have been warned about stainless steel pans. It sounds like JCPenny works well with their warranties- well, hopefully I will never need to find out :) Thank you everyone who commented and talked to me personally about your pans, your input was incredibly helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-725520854670845553?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/725520854670845553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-pots-and-pans-on-block.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/725520854670845553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/725520854670845553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-pots-and-pans-on-block.html' title='New Pots and Pans on the Block'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-8235035946505008302</id><published>2010-02-02T09:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:07:05.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>4 months!! (almost)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S2iI0fBpAfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ihr6AR8oaT4/s1600-h/IMG_2958-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S2iI0fBpAfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ihr6AR8oaT4/s320/IMG_2958-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433743385685459442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Girl:&lt;br /&gt;You're so much fun!! You are a very expressive little one and we love it. You may never fully understand how much we love you and how much joy you have brought to our family!! Here are some new developments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daddy has taught you how to go "Brrr..." and you practice to perfection everyday. In fact, you're so good, you sprayed mommy's face :) I can tell you that daddy had a pretty big smile for this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are incredibly alert. You love to watch people visit and interact. You are so observant of your surroundings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You study people closely and try to copy them, especially when they make noises. You also love it when we copy you, which typically gets you talking even more and squealing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When people talk to you, your responses seem appropriate, you nod and smile and sqeal or you'll hide your face in mom's chest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're learning to get people's attention by smiling at them and leaning into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your smiles get bigger every day- you have the cutest smile... you squint your eyes, scrunch up your nose, pull your hands together and bring them up to your face and make a cute noise in the back of your throat "gggkkkkkeee..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're beginning to hold toys and bring them to your mouth. You have a fish toy that you try to put in your mouth and thrash your head left and right frantically trying to get that little things head in your mouth, while grunting. (this is the same thing you did with your hands).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You enjoy it when daddy reads to you and mommy sings to you :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You typically wake up smiling (something mom can learn from you ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're standing with very minimal assistance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S2iLzVnd5-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/tWJZ99C_WNA/s1600-h/IMG_2947-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S2iLzVnd5-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/tWJZ99C_WNA/s320/IMG_2947-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433746664514775010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-8235035946505008302?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/8235035946505008302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/4-months-almost.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8235035946505008302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8235035946505008302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/02/4-months-almost.html' title='4 months!! (almost)'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S2iI0fBpAfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ihr6AR8oaT4/s72-c/IMG_2958-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-8600123454539472457</id><published>2010-01-26T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:25:28.269-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>The Cutest Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1_MU8DFOKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/N74xz_bZoI0/s1600-h/IMG_2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1_MU8DFOKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/N74xz_bZoI0/s320/IMG_2558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431284335720609954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't these shoes absolutely delicious? Baby M got them from her uncle for Christmas... she wears them often instead of socks. Oh I can't get enough of them- especially when paired with jeans or bibs!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-8600123454539472457?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/8600123454539472457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/cutest-shoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8600123454539472457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8600123454539472457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/cutest-shoes.html' title='The Cutest Shoes'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1_MU8DFOKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/N74xz_bZoI0/s72-c/IMG_2558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7820462227261918777</id><published>2010-01-26T13:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:19:10.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm holding a miracle...link</title><content type='html'>To see the video, you'll have to copy and paste this address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfbBg9EPKqs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfbBg9EPKqs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, my link isn't working, but the address is correct. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I love technology"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-7820462227261918777?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7820462227261918777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-holding-miraclelink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7820462227261918777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7820462227261918777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-holding-miraclelink.html' title='I&apos;m holding a miracle...link'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-1111388768992926324</id><published>2010-01-26T00:10:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:17:13.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm holding a miracle...</title><content type='html'>Every year at this time, our pastor speaks about racism and the sanctity of life. This used to be a tough time for us as we were waiting (not so patiently) for a child. It's hard for me to hear people aborting babies, while we were waiting so desperately for one. I often struggled and still do with the reality that God gives children to couples who will kill them and withhold children from families who ache to have one and would raise them in a loving Godly home. This will some day be known to me. Until then I hang onto the Truth that God is so good and His plan is far better than our own.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the women who feel there is no other way to "handle" a pregnancy and for the doctors who perform these abortions. It hurts me to the core when I hear how many babies are killed just because they're an inconvenience or they have a disability. Oh that God would have mercy on us and pour His grace on the broken-hearted mothers who may have had an abortion and their families. I can only imagine the pain. I pray for God's grace on families who have lost a baby or are desiring a child, God give you His peace and understanding. This is a video that has been shown at our church. It's quite touching and incredibly beautiful, it was a great blessing for us. God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfbBg9EPKqs"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfbBg9EPKqs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfbBg9EPKqs  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you'll need to copy and paste this into the address bar. I don't know why the link isn't working, but the address is correct.)- thank you Lexie for letting me know about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1111388768992926324?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1111388768992926324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-year-at-this-time-our-pastor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1111388768992926324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1111388768992926324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-year-at-this-time-our-pastor.html' title='I&apos;m holding a miracle...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3259114736036685457</id><published>2010-01-25T21:33:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:06:10.471-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><title type='text'>I'm hunting!!</title><content type='html'>I'm on the hunt for some new pots and pans. The other day I was making white sauce and noticed black specs in it. Eeek. The non-stick part of my pans are getting into our food! Ugh! (there's that grunt again). Does anyone have pans that are just metal that they love? We're done with non-stick. I just want simple stainless steel or anodized pans. So, if anyone has suggestions, please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3259114736036685457?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3259114736036685457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-hunting.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3259114736036685457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3259114736036685457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-hunting.html' title='I&apos;m hunting!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7019619724692234973</id><published>2010-01-20T11:16:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:20:57.829-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crisis'/><title type='text'>Blog Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1c8jUu67wI/AAAAAAAAAHg/knEL4uazDA0/s1600-h/DSCF0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1c8jUu67wI/AAAAAAAAAHg/knEL4uazDA0/s200/DSCF0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428874453377019650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the middle of a blog crisis. It's somewhat similar to a "fat day"- you know, that day when your clot&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1c8ZoxgZ5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/QsD0kxS-CCw/s1600-h/DSCF0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1c8ZoxgZ5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/QsD0kxS-CCw/s200/DSCF0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428874286957881234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hes don't fit and nothing seems to look right. That's the kind of day I'm having with my blog. I am beginning to read other blogs and find all of them so much more interesting than my own. So, for the past few days I've been trying to think of how to change mine a bit. I think my first place will be the title. If anyone has suggestions- I am open for them. My blog will start to have more of an&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1ePw2vapPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4oIhm3UDOlQ/s1600-h/DSCF0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1ePw2vapPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4oIhm3UDOlQ/s200/DSCF0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428965945309308146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eclectic feel. Full of pictures, updates of our family, craft/decorating ideas, budgeting ideas, recipes and some moments from my heart. Now can you see why I'm having a hard time finding a title to "fit" and "look just right?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-7019619724692234973?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7019619724692234973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-crisis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7019619724692234973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7019619724692234973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-crisis.html' title='Blog Crisis'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1c8jUu67wI/AAAAAAAAAHg/knEL4uazDA0/s72-c/DSCF0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-4197306968660624119</id><published>2010-01-18T17:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:18:01.548-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1T2NSIZvCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4UlOB5qwdRw/s1600-h/cohen+photos+057-2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1T2NSIZvCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4UlOB5qwdRw/s320/cohen+photos+057-2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428234158954101794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a "photo shoot" with a friend and we decided to just have fun with our children. This isn't a great quality picture, but what it captures is quality at it's best!! Every time we see this pic, we can't help but laugh. I have no idea what they're looking at, but what ever it was their expressions are priceless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-4197306968660624119?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/4197306968660624119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/priceless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4197306968660624119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4197306968660624119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1T2NSIZvCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4UlOB5qwdRw/s72-c/cohen+photos+057-2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-4577931911553620731</id><published>2010-01-14T16:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:48:15.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freebie!!</title><content type='html'>Again... I don't know if this is just something that everybody knows, but I just found out that you can download a few books on Amazon for free. I downloaded a couple of Jane Austin books all you need is to download the kindle for your PC (this is free as well). Hope you enjoy!! Here is the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride and Prejudice: Jane Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pride-and-Prejudice-ebook/dp/B000JMLFLW/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=digital-text&amp;amp;qid=1263509952&amp;amp;sr=1-9"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Pride-and-Prejudice-ebook/dp/B000JMLFLW/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=digital-text&amp;amp;qid=1263509952&amp;amp;sr=1-9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shunning: Beverly Lewis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pride-and-Prejudice-ebook/dp/B000JMLFLW/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=digital-text&amp;amp;qid=1263509952&amp;amp;sr=1-9"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Pride-and-Prejudice-ebook/dp/B000JMLFLW/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=digital-text&amp;amp;qid=1263509952&amp;amp;sr=1-9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others, you just have to search for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-4577931911553620731?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/4577931911553620731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/freebie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4577931911553620731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4577931911553620731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/freebie.html' title='Freebie!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3096087169011330329</id><published>2010-01-14T14:17:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:47:07.936-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decorating'/><title type='text'>Baby M's Bedroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-pGBH58II/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ay4NDrDLkmo/s1600-h/Malia%27s+bedroom+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-pGBH58II/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ay4NDrDLkmo/s200/Malia%27s+bedroom+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426741996850638978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this when I was in middle school. My parents bought old homes and flipped them, so they often had neat items to decorate with. They had a bucket full of glass door knobs and were kind enough to let me have a few. These knobs are beautiful and I hope to someday put it on a more beautiful display... for now they work great holding baby M's clothes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-lTPkFlGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZSJVmk7Y2ag/s1600-h/Malia%27s+bedroom+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-lTPkFlGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZSJVmk7Y2ag/s200/Malia%27s+bedroom+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426737826018727010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sewed up curtains for baby M literally 1 day before she was born!! I finished just in time, though I didn't get a chance to hang them. Thankfully my father and mother in-law were so kind to do this for me while I was in the hospital. I just love how they turned out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-waw_HpyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pCbWn361UR4/s1600-h/Malia%27s+bedroom+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-waw_HpyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pCbWn361UR4/s200/Malia%27s+bedroom+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426750049877468962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got these awesome frames at Micheals for 60% off so they were only $12 (less expensive than IKEA) and I couldn't find square frames anywhere else. The artwork is simply a piece of scrapbook paper! I was so excited when I found these designs in my pile of scrapbook paper, because they go nicely with baby M's bedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-p9zS9d1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/w26CEqaEeYg/s1600-h/Malia%27s+bedroom+024-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-p9zS9d1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/w26CEqaEeYg/s200/Malia%27s+bedroom+024-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426742955211585362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these flowers at Target for $20. I knew I had to have them. Their very easy to put up, just poke tacs into the wall and the flowers snap on. Baby M will often stare up at them when she is lying in her crib awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-tiEWIVKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tbLtvSSfS1c/s1600-h/Malia%27s+bedroom+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-tiEWIVKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tbLtvSSfS1c/s200/Malia%27s+bedroom+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426746876798456994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a great furniture outlet store near our home. They have overstocked and floor model furniture for inexpensive. We were floored when we saw this dresser (which is the perfect height for a changing table). It was a floor model and the craftsmanship is incredible. Baby M by far has the best furniture in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-yzWeTSlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2AfPS3-Tmls/s1600-h/Malia%27s+bedroom+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-yzWeTSlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2AfPS3-Tmls/s200/Malia%27s+bedroom+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426752671280482898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lamp works perfectly here and it was only $2 at a thrift store. I love the pink glass vase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-sjU8DgyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YZstXIMSi-4/s1600-h/Malia%27s+bedroom+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-sjU8DgyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YZstXIMSi-4/s200/Malia%27s+bedroom+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426745798920733474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rocking horse is actually a gift that I found for my mom at a thrift store for $2!! I just love the nostalgia of it. At this time it has served us well by holding all of baby M's beautiful blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-u4G9QEUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JaFYS2-lzJA/s1600-h/Malia%27s+bedroom+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-u4G9QEUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JaFYS2-lzJA/s200/Malia%27s+bedroom+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426748354968162626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-vzXBFJZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NJhs7eXuIHc/s1600-h/Malia%27s+bedroom+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-vzXBFJZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NJhs7eXuIHc/s200/Malia%27s+bedroom+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426749372891473298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got this shelf at IKEA. I knew I wanted furniture and the room decor to grow with baby M. So when I saw this shelf I thought it would be a perfect fit for her room. It houses her books and toys in baskets (which I hope to get soon!!) I learned that the side of it can be used as a chalk board (what a great bonus!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that the pictures give you a good idea of how baby M's room is decorated, but for those who were curious I put up this post. The details are what make her room fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3096087169011330329?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3096087169011330329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-ms-bedroom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3096087169011330329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3096087169011330329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-ms-bedroom.html' title='Baby M&apos;s Bedroom'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0-pGBH58II/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ay4NDrDLkmo/s72-c/Malia%27s+bedroom+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7301347230159326700</id><published>2010-01-13T23:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:18:04.767-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Captivating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S06xKTDCFgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bi1zQL0XV2U/s1600-h/Malia+polka+dot+dress+016-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S06xKTDCFgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bi1zQL0XV2U/s320/Malia+polka+dot+dress+016-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426469391497827842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just love this smile!! We are beginning to see it more and more everyday, as she interacts with us. Unfortunately what this picture doesn't show is her adorable squeal when she gets excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S06x2omW30I/AAAAAAAAAFc/2JW3_bCWfts/s1600-h/Malia+polka+dot+dress+046-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S06x2omW30I/AAAAAAAAAFc/2JW3_bCWfts/s320/Malia+polka+dot+dress+046-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426470153197379394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this picture from my view of her as we were cuddling... isn't it sweet? I am overwhelmed with love for this girl- she captivates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S06wTHnty5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/gtfdVXyIlBw/s1600-h/Malia+polka+dot+dress+050-1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S06wTHnty5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/gtfdVXyIlBw/s320/Malia+polka+dot+dress+050-1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426468443537656722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you ever wonder what she's thinking? She is such a busy girl, but takes time out to study the world around her. I'm so glad I was able to capture these rare moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S06usXeggaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rqyk5il9F6M/s1600-h/Malia+polka+dot+dress+064-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S06usXeggaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rqyk5il9F6M/s320/Malia+polka+dot+dress+064-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426466678267478434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And, who can resist some good baby drool? I have been waiting for a pic like this, I got bubble and all!! Hee... hee... I'm pretty sure that baby M will appreciate this as an adult :)&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/7324356298983348905-7301347230159326700?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7301347230159326700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/captivating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7301347230159326700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7301347230159326700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/captivating.html' title='Captivating'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S06xKTDCFgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bi1zQL0XV2U/s72-c/Malia+polka+dot+dress+016-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-4829505258599772854</id><published>2010-01-06T22:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:56:11.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Luvahs...</title><content type='html'>I don't know if this is old news, but it's new to me and in case any of you haven't heard of this website, I wanted to pass it on. We've just discovered Pandora Radio and it is awesome!! You can put in a genre, artist, or song that you like and it will pick out music that is similar and play it. You can rate the songs played to create a playlist. So, if you like music check this website out. It's www.pandora.com. Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-4829505258599772854?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/4829505258599772854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/music-luvahs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4829505258599772854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4829505258599772854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/music-luvahs.html' title='Music Luvahs...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-69021683017845899</id><published>2010-01-06T14:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:27:23.516-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Target...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0VhkcilpDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2G8WptWt7_o/s1600-h/IMG_2085-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0VhkcilpDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2G8WptWt7_o/s320/IMG_2085-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423848605002081330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what it is about Target, but it has yet to fail that Baby M will cry the second we get to the soup aisle. Someone suggested that maybe the smells bother her (which I wouldn't know :), but it happens everytime. I've gone to this aisle first, but then she'd cry through the entire store. I then tried going to it last and yet- she'd cry. Usually if I pick her up, she is happier because she can look around, but I just don't think Target is her thing... I'm not quite sure she's my daughter considering this is my favorite store. The funny thing is, she only does this at Target, she's great at other stores including the grocery store. All I do know- they will not be knocking on our door to have her promote them. Too bad- maybe this too will be a grown appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, while shopping today I came to a realization- well more of an acceptance- that I talk to myself out loud in public!! How embarrassing! I did this prior to baby M. Well today, as I was yacking away (out loud mind you) about what to have for dinner with daddy and asking why I forgot an item on the other end of the store and repeating what I needed- I noticed people doing a double take as they passed us. Thankfully I had baby M in my arms (though I must admit that I would have done this unfortunately, if I were completely by myself). Her presence thankfully deterred many of the passer-by's from thinking I'm too crazy as they shrugged or smiled their way passed me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, as baby M was crying through Target we passed a mom and a beautiful young girl a couple of times. She stopped to show her daughter "the baby" (that'd be my baby :) The mom and I had a wonderful talk as we found out that our daughters were incredibly similar. I've been surprised with how a baby can spur on such conversations with perfect strangers. This of course wouldn't have happened without our daughters. I was greatly encouraged by this lady who I wasn't able to get a name from. God is so great in how he uses perfect strangers and awesome circumstances to bring us encouragement when we need it most. Let me just say that I was quite "smiley" all the way home (even with a tired- crying baby in the back).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-69021683017845899?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/69021683017845899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/target.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/69021683017845899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/69021683017845899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/target.html' title='Target...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S0VhkcilpDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2G8WptWt7_o/s72-c/IMG_2085-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-471107583711350279</id><published>2010-01-02T16:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:00:57.259-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_Pvls9JuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SqT2bOqN6ak/s1600-h/pics+in+bibs+072-1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_Pvls9JuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SqT2bOqN6ak/s400/pics+in+bibs+072-1a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422280892858836706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_POuoR0SI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FFjYky0r-cs/s1600-h/pics+in+bibs+054a-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_POuoR0SI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FFjYky0r-cs/s400/pics+in+bibs+054a-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422280328319455522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_O8mq6i3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Og82sCYwQCE/s1600-h/pics+in+bibs+092-1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_O8mq6i3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Og82sCYwQCE/s400/pics+in+bibs+092-1b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422280016945384306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-471107583711350279?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/471107583711350279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/471107583711350279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/471107583711350279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_Pvls9JuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SqT2bOqN6ak/s72-c/pics+in+bibs+072-1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7118851006907586140</id><published>2010-01-02T16:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T16:49:18.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A new hair 'do!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_MrYGVQEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-IMh6wibSRc/s1600-h/IMG_1912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_MrYGVQEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-IMh6wibSRc/s400/IMG_1912.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422277521952817218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you like the new 'do? Is it her? Well- it is her dolls hair, she just couldn't resist trying it out for herself :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think I have competition for my husband, I caught our daughter "flirting" with him the other day. He was busy working on the computer and we were sitting next to him, she kept staring up at him and smirking. When he looked over, baby M looked down, smiled and squealed. It was so cute!! She loves to sit in moms lap and stare at her father (probably because she gets a better view of him). She is growing and it's been fun watching her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She squeals in delight, especially at lights, high contrasting objects and her mother and father.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has found her hands, but gets frustrated, because she can't quite control them and then will start to snort in frustration.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is sleeping through the night and even putting herself to sleep after her dream feedings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She loves to watch people talk and interact. I notice this especially when she is with me visiting my friends... it sometimes seems like she understands what we say. She will watch so intently as we talk, studying our every move. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She prefers to interact with people over playing with toys, and loves silly songs to be sung to her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is just beginning to mimic. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is noticing other children and babies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_L0rbUxdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rOay979Q4co/s400/pics+in+bibs+002.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422276582248334802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sir Wellington is really starting to warm up to baby M. Sir W now will allow baby M to sit with her and pet her. One time I had baby M on the floor for belly time and Sir W had batted a Christmas ornament right in front of baby M. Sir W was so wound up, her fur was standing on end, and she ran as fast as she could after it... but stopped instantly when she saw where the ornament landed. Sir W went back and got another one. Sir W is doing great with children, over New Year's we had friends over and they had a 2 year old who hung onto her tail as if it were the leash and Sir W just went with it. I see a great friendship developing with Sir W and Baby M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-7118851006907586140?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7118851006907586140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-hair-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7118851006907586140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7118851006907586140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-hair-do.html' title='A new hair &apos;do!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sz_MrYGVQEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-IMh6wibSRc/s72-c/IMG_1912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-4482092021211559049</id><published>2009-12-30T22:33:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:00:20.702-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Snowbunny? Well, not yet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwrAagUWtI/AAAAAAAAADk/T8uiyspjoco/s1600-h/picture+dump+12-24-09+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwrAagUWtI/AAAAAAAAADk/T8uiyspjoco/s400/picture+dump+12-24-09+143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421255337562102482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We took baby M outside for the first time in the snow. She was so cute bundled up in pink. She &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwrTcG4DHI/AAAAAAAAADs/KPdAQIdyQMQ/s1600-h/picture+dump+12-24-09+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwrTcG4DHI/AAAAAAAAADs/KPdAQIdyQMQ/s400/picture+dump+12-24-09+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421255664409775218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reminded me of the little boy on the Christmas Story who was bundled so much that he couldn't put his arms down-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwrjHry1XI/AAAAAAAAAD0/G5HkIo2YhxA/s1600-h/picture+dump+12-24-09+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwrjHry1XI/AAAAAAAAAD0/G5HkIo2YhxA/s400/picture+dump+12-24-09+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421255933805385074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that was our dear daughter. Her reaction when we first went outside was to squint, blink and try to turn away from the bright white snow. I did try to sit her in the snow for a bit, but I think her appreciation for Minnesota weather will develop slowly ;) She did smile a bit, but quickly decided that she liked it better in the house, so we gathered a couple pics and then went inside where she was much happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-4482092021211559049?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/4482092021211559049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowbunny-well-not-yet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4482092021211559049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4482092021211559049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowbunny-well-not-yet.html' title='Snowbunny? Well, not yet...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwrAagUWtI/AAAAAAAAADk/T8uiyspjoco/s72-c/picture+dump+12-24-09+143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-5258500675324769251</id><published>2009-12-30T00:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:50:43.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's watching us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwuRZePdiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lPrLd6Ql0cY/s1600-h/Shes+watching.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421258927877617186" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwuRZePdiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lPrLd6Ql0cY/s400/Shes+watching.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later this evening Baby M was strapped to me as I was cooking and cleaning. I would look down at her and find her just staring at me, watching and studying my every move as I explained what I was doing. It hit me just how important it is to show her Christ in everything I do and say as she is watching us so closely.&lt;br /&gt;Oughta, what incredible responsibility we have in raising Gods daughter. This reminds me of a conversation Hubby and I had this last weekend. He had asked me what my greatest fear was in being a mother. I explained that I hope to give our daughter space and freedom to be who God has created her to be (not who I want her to be). I hope to not live my childhood through her, but to give her room to learn. All the while finding a balance in protecting her. An example of this is as she grows and desires to become independent I hope to give her freedom to pick out her outfit (even if it doesn't match) or to pour milk into her cup (even if half of it ends up on the floor) or to clean her bedroom (even if it's not to my standards) or fold clothes (though it's not perfect) and to let her keep doing these things teaching her gently how to be more efficient.&lt;br /&gt;EEEk!! Again, I am humbled that God has entrusted us with His beautiful daughter. I am eternally grateful for the great gift that she is and for the opportunity to have her call me mom.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwxBThOGcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jkU5FpbwY5M/s1600-h/she.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421261949936474562" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwxBThOGcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jkU5FpbwY5M/s400/she.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-5258500675324769251?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/5258500675324769251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/shes-watching-us.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/5258500675324769251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/5258500675324769251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/shes-watching-us.html' title='She&apos;s watching us...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwuRZePdiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lPrLd6Ql0cY/s72-c/Shes+watching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3316817296904626370</id><published>2009-12-26T13:09:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:52:26.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwoMHB2aaI/AAAAAAAAADc/HUXC-bSN_qY/s1600-h/picture+dump+12-24-09+053.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421252239957584290" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwoMHB2aaI/AAAAAAAAADc/HUXC-bSN_qY/s400/picture+dump+12-24-09+053.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 211px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 316px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great Christmas. My family came up Wednesday evening to beat the storm. They stayed until Friday morning. It was so fun to have them here, tucked inside our cozy little home during a snow storm... mmm, I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Szwk5VfAHOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/F4c6m1ZoYn4/s1600-h/picture+dump+12-24-09+072.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421248618885553378" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Szwk5VfAHOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/F4c6m1ZoYn4/s400/picture+dump+12-24-09+072.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 144px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 201px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;love winter. Since we hosted, I decided to do a simple dinner. I made three different soups (chicken wild rice, red pepper, french onion) and served salad and breadsticks. It was nice to not fret about the food and to just enjoy my family instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Hubby, having such a great servants heart went out to snow blow our driveway and decided to give 8 other families on our street a Christmas gift by blowing out their driveways as well. I had to beg for him to come inside and eat breakfast- needless to say- he had fun. One neighbor paid him $80, so he has decided to tuck it away and put it towards his new "snow blower" fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwkA16V7eI/AAAAAAAAACs/4OwV3NpWvjs/s1600-h/picture+dump+12-24-09+012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421247648337620450" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwkA16V7eI/AAAAAAAAACs/4OwV3NpWvjs/s400/picture+dump+12-24-09+012.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 128px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 191px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;My cousin came up with her children. It's so fun to watch her interact and love on her children. It was fun to visit with her and catch up. Her oldest son- D had an opportunity to shovel snow with Dustin and loved it so much that he went back outside every hour to shovel more. A couple times D would run into the room we were gathered in and ask us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwkhN-XaSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iKFqceHJ8G8/s1600-h/picture+dump+12-24-09+047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421248204552759586" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwkhN-XaSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iKFqceHJ8G8/s400/picture+dump+12-24-09+047.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 185px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 123px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;if he could stay here tomorrow, tomorrow and forever tomorrow... I reasoned with him that we would love it if he could, but he agreed that he would miss his mom, so he went home with her on Friday morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother was up and he brought a friend with him. It's always fun to see him!! He brings alot of life to&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwlRFg9RLI/AAAAAAAAADE/jxwqbht6Bbc/s1600-h/picture+dump+12-24-09+139.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421249026915648690" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwlRFg9RLI/AAAAAAAAADE/jxwqbht6Bbc/s400/picture+dump+12-24-09+139.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 209px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 139px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;gatherings (without even trying or knowing why). He had fun wrestling with D and the other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a treat as always to have my parents with us. They enjoyed visiting with us and playing outside with Hubby and D. They are such a great encouragement. It's fun to watch them embrace their newest stage in life as grandparents. They do it well, they're able to balance loving our daughter and supporting us. They're pretty awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwmR0_2MyI/AAAAAAAAADM/E8arUIYvMnw/s1600-h/picture+dump+12-24-09+127.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421250139173303074" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwmR0_2MyI/AAAAAAAAADM/E8arUIYvMnw/s400/picture+dump+12-24-09+127.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 163px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 247px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our home was pretty quiet on Christmas day, we opened gifts, watched a movie and I worked on baby M's doll (it's about done ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3316817296904626370?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3316817296904626370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3316817296904626370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3316817296904626370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SzwoMHB2aaI/AAAAAAAAADc/HUXC-bSN_qY/s72-c/picture+dump+12-24-09+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3373013129057789050</id><published>2009-12-18T10:39:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:01:40.390-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>I heart faces constructive feedback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Syu7LIWKE5I/AAAAAAAAACk/klDipUUHHeE/s1600-h/I_Heart_Faces_Feedback.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 56px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Syu7LIWKE5I/AAAAAAAAACk/klDipUUHHeE/s400/I_Heart_Faces_Feedback.jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416628776736527250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my constructive feedback photo I picked this picture of my daughter sleeping. I'm a super beginner- I've only had our Cannon rebel for about 3  months, so I'm still learning. Please let me know what I've done well and what I could improve on. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is SOOC&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Syu4wuPHmyI/AAAAAAAAACM/i-LWNjU9ags/s1600-h/IMG_1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Syu4wuPHmyI/AAAAAAAAACM/i-LWNjU9ags/s400/IMG_1525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416626124027829026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ISO 1600, 1/20  sec,   f18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here it is edited with Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Syu5fJoAk7I/AAAAAAAAACc/-cwJLZDmgQM/s1600-h/iheartfaces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Syu5fJoAk7I/AAAAAAAAACc/-cwJLZDmgQM/s400/iheartfaces.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416626921653965746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture, but wish it were more crisp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/Me/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/Me/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/Me/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3373013129057789050?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3373013129057789050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-heart-faces-constructive-feedback.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3373013129057789050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3373013129057789050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-heart-faces-constructive-feedback.html' title='I heart faces constructive feedback'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Syu7LIWKE5I/AAAAAAAAACk/klDipUUHHeE/s72-c/I_Heart_Faces_Feedback.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-5298184515732282744</id><published>2009-12-14T15:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:03:08.926-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Pot holes</title><content type='html'>Never had I been more thankful for those dreadful pot holes as I was this last Saturday. I was driving with Baby M in the back, crying hard. Everytime I hit a pothole, she quieted. After that I was hitting every pothole that I could find to help her quiet.  This worked worked until I hit the perfectly smooth highway- which was when she cried all the way home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-5298184515732282744?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/5298184515732282744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/pot-holes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/5298184515732282744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/5298184515732282744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/pot-holes.html' title='Pot holes'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-2417940858204138137</id><published>2009-12-11T21:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:02:35.730-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Topics'/><title type='text'>Feminism...</title><content type='html'>I was looking through some posts that I've typed, but hadn't posted. I found this post that I typed in August. I think it's interesting and am posting it in hopes to not offend anyone, but to shed some light on an important issue to my heart. If you have a different perspective, I would love to hear it....................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will preface with saying that this blog is not quite like my typical blogs- but I had an interesting afternoon and wanted to share (what I wish I would have shared at the time). I spent some time with a couple women who would call themselves feminists. The younger lady is going to school for a Masters degree in Womens Study. They all went through some books which was full of christian- feminist perspectives. I did enjoy hearing their perspective on things- but I had a difficult time when the young lady (who is incredibly sweet) explained that a man had asked that she stay sweet after she completes this program. They couldn't understand this perspective and were quick to explain that men are intimidated by women with knowledge and power. I didn't know what to say at the time- but I knew I didn't like this perspective.&lt;br /&gt;On my way home I found my words and thoughts (a bit late :( But I wanted to explain that this perspective may be true for a small percentage of men, but I think that the feminist movement has gone so far in a different direction that men are now being degraded and not encouraged to use their own gifts (in fear their actions would be seen as controlling).I feel that this is what men may be fearing, a group of women who don't acknowledge the greatness of men and how wonderfully men and women are made for one another.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the feminists are treating men in the exact same manner as men have treated women (in  the past). I don't feel this is a fair direction for women to go and there needs to be caution in this. We risk encouraging men to become submissive- afraid that if they show love the way the naturally want to- they risk being seen as a male chauvinistic pig, controlling, trying to rule over the women. Feminists need to treat men with the same respect that they fight to receive from men. They need to allow men to use their own gifts (even if it is in leadership) as they would want men to allow them to use their own gifts. We need to encourage men and acknowledge that them holding the door open, carrying things for us, taking care of the "manly things" is their way of serving the women they love- what a humble position for a man to be in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-2417940858204138137?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/2417940858204138137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/feminism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/2417940858204138137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/2417940858204138137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/feminism.html' title='Feminism...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-505303736746421580</id><published>2009-12-09T19:54:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:23:31.854-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>What do I do on a snowy day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SyBV13sGsEI/AAAAAAAAABs/VQuQEbkA8WU/s1600-h/IMG_1528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SyBV13sGsEI/AAAAAAAAABs/VQuQEbkA8WU/s320/IMG_1528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413421136069701698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do I do on a snowy day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, take pictures of my beautiful daughter of course, and take her to a massage class... rough life for the kiddo huh? Too bad they don't have a mommy massage class- oh that does sound nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update on this precious kiddo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is smiling and giggling much more, especially in response to someone else's smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After a week of being off schedule, we're back on and much happier :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She had her 2 month doctor appointment. Doc was quite impressed with her weight gain, but wasn't concerned that it's too much. She is doing very well... she unfortuna&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SyBY9fmFF9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/A9yh7YzkszA/s1600-h/IMG_1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SyBY9fmFF9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/A9yh7YzkszA/s320/IMG_1525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413424565575817170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tely had vaccinations done- of course she didn't like it, but it did call for some mommy snuggle time afterward (that calmed her down pretty quickly).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doc said that developmentally she is at the same place as a 3 month old.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I caught her babbling (not cooing) to herself in her car seat on our way to our massage class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-505303736746421580?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/505303736746421580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-do-i-do-on-snowy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/505303736746421580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/505303736746421580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-do-i-do-on-snowy-day.html' title='What do I do on a snowy day?'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SyBV13sGsEI/AAAAAAAAABs/VQuQEbkA8WU/s72-c/IMG_1528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-1928854215754829479</id><published>2009-12-09T04:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:53:35.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Thank you....</title><content type='html'>Thank you... such treasured words when they come at the right time. One day, as I was up all night with baby M while she was crying, Hubby looked me in the eyes with great sincerity and simply said- "thank you." I'm pretty sure that these words would have come from our child if she could speak, but it meant so much coming from the man I love and respect. These words help me push through the tougher days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1928854215754829479?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1928854215754829479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1928854215754829479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1928854215754829479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank you....'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-6240219999817184858</id><published>2009-12-02T23:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:10:36.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You're not alone little one...</title><content type='html'>Baby M and I went to a massage class this afternoon. It was really fun to get ideas of ways to comfort and bond with our daughter. The cutest thing happened while we were there. She was watching me as I was talking to her, intently studying my face, until a baby to her left started to cry. Baby M for the first time turned her attention to the sound and studied that baby and her mom.  As the baby's cries became intense, Baby M showed signs of distress. She didn't start to cry until the baby cried so hard she was holding her breath. Baby M cried and turned to look at me (as if asking if I could help). When the baby was done crying, baby M stopped crying. Her baby pal began to cry on her left and baby M cried with him until he stopped. The instructor laughed and said, we may have a future nurse or psychologist here. It'll be fun to see if this is the beginning of a beautiful child full of empathy.a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me with how social babies are, at such a young age. We noticed that she would cry with babies when she was 2 weeks old, but this is the first time I had seen her become distressed over another person's discomfort and to quiet once the other baby quieted. It was quite sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-6240219999817184858?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/6240219999817184858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-m-and-i-went-to-massage-class-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6240219999817184858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6240219999817184858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-m-and-i-went-to-massage-class-this.html' title='You&apos;re not alone little one...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-6012059215094254612</id><published>2009-11-23T14:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:55:10.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This and that...</title><content type='html'>Well, a few updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby M is growing too fast. I told her in the hospital that the only way she can come home is if she promises not to grow- well, she has broken the first household rule (that stinker). I will try to post pictures as soon as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby M has some new accomplishments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She got her crib finally- it's so incredibly beautiful and she is doing pretty well sleeping in it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is beginning to smile (mostly with her eyes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is beginning to coo. They are so soft when she is sleeping and eating - I wish I could keep these sounds in a box to listen to at all times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has started to grab things that are close by like my hair and my necklace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is pushing up on her feet more and more (and tries to walk up my chest)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is holding her head up better&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She love love loves baths!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sir W's accomplishments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is getting more and more used to Baby M, she has been seen sniffing her and sitting near her (could this be the beginning of a great friendship?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her affections have transferred a bit from me to Dustin, he is now able to pick on her and she comes back or stays with him- wowsers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Our accomplishments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our basement project is about done, we just need trim, carpet and false ceiling panels for the hallway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was able to finish a quilt for a friend- though I'm afraid that may be the first of many (I am going to try my hand at making a rag doll!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are learning the art of parenting together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-6012059215094254612?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/6012059215094254612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-and-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6012059215094254612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/6012059215094254612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-and-that.html' title='This and that...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3553828902880053372</id><published>2009-11-17T23:18:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:56:57.885-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Baby M has arrived and this is long overdue...</title><content type='html'>This is terribly overdue!! As many know we have welcomed a new little girl into our family in October. I am absolutely captivated by her, I can not stop staring at her beautiful features. She has been absolutely wonderful. I am amazed and didn't expect the depth of love I would have for her.  Here is our story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SwWLMVByKTI/AAAAAAAAABE/pApinhVGGb8/s1600/Mom%27s+pictures+037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405879971647465778" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SwWLMVByKTI/AAAAAAAAABE/pApinhVGGb8/s320/Mom%27s+pictures+037.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 301px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 403px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up and my face had swollen a bit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday PM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had a headache and went to bed early&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Headache was still there when I woke up. I went to work and called the clinic to see if I should be seen, the nurse said that would be fine, but it was probably nothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hubby meets me at the clinic, I get my BP tested, it is very high, Protein in my urine is high and I had gained 4.5 lbs in less than a week. They send us to the hospital.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We go into the hospital as a family of 2 and wonder if we will leave as a family of 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm on 24- hour bedrest, and my urine is tested for protein (except, I am not able to give much for samples, because my kidneys were beginning to shut down)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nurses begin to pray for us with me (they were absolutely incredible)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little did I know at the time that my last meal until Friday AM would be at 6pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doctor gives me something to thin my cervix (I was a month early, so my body wasn't ready) and tells me that we will have to deliver today and if I don't progress fast enough, we'll be doing a C-Section -yikes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I begin to pray!! and my cervix softens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6pm they give me petocin to get labor started&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8pm they break my water (yuck!!) I'm dilated 3cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8:30 pm, they measure me, I'm dilated 6cm. I start to feel heavy contractions, I can't stay on top of them and my BP spikes- I get an epidural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10:45 pm, They tried to have me labor down for a while since she was quite high yet. I soon begin to push (and sleep in between pushes), this is by far my favorite part, I didn't feel pain, but felt relief from all the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;11:20 pm baby M is born!! We can't believe that this day has finally arrived... she came out screaming, healthy as can be with dark hair. We were able to hold her for quite a while and take in all of her features. We're amazed with how tiny and precious she is. After her first screams, when she was brought to my chest, she quietly stared at her mom and dad with the most precious squinty eyes. We give the okay for measurements to be taken and dad begins taking the first of many pictures... while I go to sleep (the magnesium made me quite sleepy). When they were finished I got to feed her for the first time which went very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to eat my first meal in over 24 hours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My BP continues to be high, I am monitored closely, still on bedrest, they say I may be able to go home Saturday AM!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They cath. me to try and empty my bladder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby M is incredibly precious, we still can't believe that she is our daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dr. is still concerned about my BP and my lab work, she doesn't want me to go home yet, probably Sunday, they begin to take me off of my IV's and meds!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still monitored closely, baby M is tested for jaundice and will need phototherapy for 24 hours!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is the hardest day for me emotionally. It was getting hard to not know when we could go home. We were anxious to be home to just be a family... and I was frustrated that my body was not healing faster and it was incredibly hard to see baby M in the light treatment (though when  I look at pictures now- I think she was pretty cute laying there tanning!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby M is out of treatment and has been given a clean bill of health, she is ready to be discharged, but the doc wants me to stay another day and try a BP med on me. So... we stay another night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a terrible headache that won't go away :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God changes my heart to become thankful for being in the hospital and for the cares of my MD, it became clear to me that they were trying to prevent a relapse. God also shows me to be thankful that I can be with our baby while in the hospital and have so much help from the nurses during my first week as a new mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are going home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk with Doc about my headache- we find out that it was an epidural headache and they had to give me another epidural and inject my own blood from my arm into my spinal column- the headache disappears almost instantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We go home as a family of 3!! Sir W isn't quite sure what to think of the new family member, but definately was happy to have us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back in the hospital, I had a tough time standing- I'd almost black out and would get very dizzy for the past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get tested and find out my BP drops almost in half when I stand and realize my meds are causing this... I'm off my meds!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;BP tested at clinic and it is back to normal, MD gives me a clean bill of health... it appears my body has gone back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There we have it, a quick picture of Baby M's birth. It was a long week at the hospital, but to know that we were both healthy before they sent us home was quite comforting. As for Sir W, she has warmed up to baby M and likes to be in her presence when she cries to ensure that we are taking care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to praise the Lord for all He has done, in keeping baby M safe. As my BP was getting higher- her vitals remained perfect. God showed me that He was in control by having me deliver early (this was not my plan) and keeping  baby M's heart going at the perfect pace. He continues to provide me with grace for her through the day when she is crying. I often pray that He would always be the one to teach me about our baby, showing us how to comfort her, what she likes and helping us to see who she is- who He created her to be. What better teacher than the one who made her. I joke that God had 9 months to make a manual for us, yet I realize that He has in a sense... I just need to turn to Him and He will show me how to care specifically for her. He knows what all her cries are for, He knows what she needs at all times... I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; need to always remember that :) Oh our God is so good- He leads us through trials, giving us what we need to get through them trusting and leaning on Him even more!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3553828902880053372?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3553828902880053372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-m-has-arrived-and-this-is-late.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3553828902880053372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3553828902880053372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-m-has-arrived-and-this-is-late.html' title='Baby M has arrived and this is long overdue...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/SwWLMVByKTI/AAAAAAAAABE/pApinhVGGb8/s72-c/Mom%27s+pictures+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-7596592775491684360</id><published>2009-09-29T07:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:57:52.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A strange night...</title><content type='html'>The other night I was sleeping, finally able to catch up on some needed zzz's, only to be poked and prodded in the back by my husband. I woke up frantic, not understanding what was going on... when I asked him what was wrong he kept saying, Corey, Corey, Corey- I've got it under the pillow. At this point I am thinking he's asleep, but he is quite insistant that I listen. So, still confused, I ask him- what is wrong? I don't understand. He became frustrated (that I didn't understand him) and asked me to calm down and to turn on the light, he had something in his pillow. So, I get up go to turn on the light- just as confused as before- and much to my husbands's dismay, there was nothing under his pillow. He lifted it up, realizing that there was nothing simply said... "I must be going crazy" and went back to bed as if nothing had even happened. What a goofball!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-7596592775491684360?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/7596592775491684360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/09/strange-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7596592775491684360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/7596592775491684360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/09/strange-night.html' title='A strange night...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3736749992108613570</id><published>2009-08-27T22:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:15:11.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What not to say to a pregnant woman, cont'd...</title><content type='html'>I need to add a couple more "what not to say to  a pregnant woman" because these were just too funny to keep to myself. I don't know why but somewhere between a flat stomach and a baby belly- some people have misplaced their filter :) So far, they haven't bothered me- they just make me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two newest comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Lady: "You're having a girl aren't you?"&lt;br /&gt; Me: yep!!  :)&lt;br /&gt; Lady: "Yeah- I can tell because of all the zits on your face"&lt;br /&gt; Me: (my attempt to help this poor lady out) "well, I've always had them"&lt;br /&gt; Lady: "Oh no, not this bad, these are big!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:  Oh my- your face has gotten really chubby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these make you laugh as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3736749992108613570?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3736749992108613570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-to-add-couple-more-what-not-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3736749992108613570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3736749992108613570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-to-add-couple-more-what-not-to.html' title='What not to say to a pregnant woman, cont&apos;d...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-1006560911060632151</id><published>2009-08-19T21:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:59:28.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A good night's sleep...</title><content type='html'>Last night we had a perfect storm. The one where you feel so cozy being inside your home and thankful that your not stuck out in it. Typically these storms throw me into a deeper sleep. Well- last night it did the exact opposite. I woke up and was anxious about having to go back to sleep. This anxiety must have woken our little one because she had the biggest movements yet and wouldn't stop for anything. This is a new thing as I typically don't feel her moving in the evening or I just sleep right through it. Then, Sir W decided that she needed to protect baby and I, so she curled herself up on or next to my belly every time I repositioned. The funny thing is- Sir W also felt this strange need to clean any skin that was showing (hand, arm, toes, face). So, as you may imagine anxiety picks up a bit more as I know I need sleep and my baby is constantly telling me she's okay, while my cat feeling this need to protect and clean me and I start to struggle with stomach acid thus needing to keep my head propped up and find a position to sleep all while listening to Hubby snore blissfully in his sleep. Needless to say- I was relieved in the morning when I didn't have to worry about sleep and just prayed for energy to get through the day. (The Lord was faithful and a little Caribou helped :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1006560911060632151?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1006560911060632151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-nights-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1006560911060632151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1006560911060632151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-nights-sleep.html' title='A good night&apos;s sleep...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-4817679716909588279</id><published>2009-08-11T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:04:38.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>she's still a she and I'm getting anxious!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As many know, I like to be "safe" in everything. Well, this baby gender thing is no different. We had our 3rd ultra sound today and it was confirmed for us that our baby has not developed anything new- we still have a girl. Oh we're so excited!! I will try to post the Ultra sound pictures up. We got quite a few 3-D images which turned out pretty good, except our little one sleeps the same way I do- with her hands up to her face, tucked under her cheeks. The technician is so wonderful- she tried as hard and as long as she could to get a better image- but this little one has her own schedule and ideas- she was going to nap!!&lt;br /&gt;I am still in awe of the absolute miracle that I feel in me everyday. How and why God would bless us so far with this gift is beyond me. I know we definately don't deserve this opportunity and I feel the least equipped to be a mother. I have so much growing up to do and feel the pressure to grow up now. Praise the Lord again for His grace in giving children great resiliance to handle our great mistakes. I am thankful that in my weakness God will remain strong.&lt;br /&gt;I have heard that pregnant women will have vivd dreams and until last Friday night- I didn't believe this to be true for me. Well, it's happening, as we approach the due date- I become much more anxious about being ready (just in case she decides to come early). So, this calm, cool and collected mother to be, set up the infant crib (just so baby would have a place to sleep), packed the baby's bag and will be packing my own bag after this weekend. Yep, calm, cool and collected...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-4817679716909588279?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/4817679716909588279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/shes-still-she-and-im-getting-anxious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4817679716909588279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/4817679716909588279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/shes-still-she-and-im-getting-anxious.html' title='she&apos;s still a she and I&apos;m getting anxious!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-5962067253734737614</id><published>2009-08-06T23:40:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:10:18.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Things not to say to a pregnant woman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Snu1rsBNEcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ca0qW7X0RCg/s1600-h/27+weeks+c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367083143097291202" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Snu1rsBNEcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ca0qW7X0RCg/s320/27+weeks+c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through my pregnancy I have learned quickly what not to say to a pregnant woman. I think I had a lot more grace earlier in my pregancy, but as I hear some comments more and more- I'm having a difficult time with them. The following is a short list of things that were actually said to me either in my second or beginning of my third trimester. I think the best way to encourage a pregnant woman is to tell her how great she looks... how healthy she appears or that she is just glowing!! I love when people tell me how beautiful pregnant women are (that definately warms my heart). This list is not intended to hurt anyone but to get a great laugh at how human we all are... and though these people meant well, at the end of the day- they sure gave me something to smile at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1: You are getting so huge!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2: Are you sure you're not carrying twins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3: You look like you're about ready to pop!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4: You're going to HATE labor- it's one of those times you'll wish you were dead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5: When I was pregnant I blew up and got huge!! The same thing will happen to you- you're going to get huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6: When I was pregnant..... (fill in the blank), I just know you'll have the same problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7: Are you pregnant? I can tell because your fat face is glowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8: You know you're really not supposed to eat for 2!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9: Don't you know that those snacks are what makes women fat during pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;10: Your baby must be big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to attach the latest picture of my baby bump!! She is getting bigger and her movements are quite strong!! In fact- I can see most of her movements on my belly as it changes shape. I absolutely love that her movements often make me giggle &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Snu1DGKKQyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RkaeE3h9Who/s1600-h/27+weeks+a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367082445739541282" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Snu1DGKKQyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RkaeE3h9Who/s320/27+weeks+a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(sometimes because they tickle) but mostly because I'm convinced she's letting me know that she is doing fine. I definately feel like a bond is forming and love that God gives us this amazing protective love for someone that we have not totally met yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh our God is so good!! A client of mine reminded me the other day that had Eve not sinned- we wouldn't have this birth pain. Yet- I reflect on the grace that God has poured upon us, that He would still have us go through the pain yet give us the great joy in pregnancy. God's grace on us is that he gives us great love for this child whom we haven't seen. This is the great God that we serve. He punishes those He loves- yet pours His grace upon us as well. (this became a tangent... but a thought I wanted to share!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-5962067253734737614?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/5962067253734737614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-not-to-say-to-pregnant-woman.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/5962067253734737614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/5962067253734737614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-not-to-say-to-pregnant-woman.html' title='Things not to say to a pregnant woman...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Snu1rsBNEcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ca0qW7X0RCg/s72-c/27+weeks+c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-1801210623109186151</id><published>2009-07-29T18:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:00:32.607-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Nesting has set in... and I'm going crazy :)</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited that the nesting stage has set in. Unfortunately my more laid back approach to preparing for our baby has taken a break... leaving me feeling anxious about everything that I suddenly feel needs to be done before the baby arrives. Now, a reality check tells me that I have all I need and we will be fine without everything in order- yet the not so reality part, is telling me that our baby's life rests on her room being finished (silly, I know). The great blessing right now, (yet making me feel crazy) is that our basement is not finished, so I can't get too crazy about decorating for baby girl quite yet. I'm able to channel this nesting energy in cleaning and organizing the rest of our house (offering great peace for Hubby). I do wonder where this nesting business comes from... it is Gods grace that keeps me rested and somewhat still at this time. God is good!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1801210623109186151?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1801210623109186151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/07/nesting-has-set-in-and-im-going-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1801210623109186151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1801210623109186151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/07/nesting-has-set-in-and-im-going-crazy.html' title='Nesting has set in... and I&apos;m going crazy :)'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3279373899835691611</id><published>2009-07-16T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:57:11.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>I'm claiming pregnancy brain on this one...</title><content type='html'>I went to a meeting at work and the director of our program came up to me and handed me a piece paper. She asked if this was a client of mine... I looked and recognized the last name, but not the first so I simply said "no". She proceeded to tell me that she can't seem to find out who this person was... I looked again and recognized my own handwriting. I again looked at the clients name and seemed to have made it up on my own. I had written his last name correctly, but decided I could give him a much better first name. The funny thing is... the name that I came up with, is one that I have never really seen before. I don't have any other clients with this name, nor do I have family or friends with this name. I truly have no idea where it came from... so in hopes that I am not going crazy- we're going to have to blame it on these great hormones :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3279373899835691611?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3279373899835691611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-claiming-pregnancy-brain-on-this-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3279373899835691611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3279373899835691611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-claiming-pregnancy-brain-on-this-one.html' title='I&apos;m claiming pregnancy brain on this one...'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-1449816904062564880</id><published>2009-06-21T16:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:01:07.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had originally thought that pregnancy was so easy on the men and tough for women. At times I suppose this is true. Yet, as I sit here, typing and enjoying my Sunday (while Hubby is in the basement slaving away, trying to get it finished before the baby comes), I realize how wrong I am. These past few weeks have been much more difficult on him than myself. Yesturday I spent the day enjoying myself while he was stuck in the basement. What an amazing man he is- if the roles were switched I don't think I'd have half the happy spirit he has.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1449816904062564880?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1449816904062564880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-had-originally-thought-that-pregnancy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1449816904062564880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1449816904062564880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-had-originally-thought-that-pregnancy.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-1146250286468203548</id><published>2009-06-17T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:06:06.661-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>She's kickin'!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349895679412369010" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sj6lxoTFdnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-Gg-GrObzqE/s320/preggers+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our 20 week ultra sound last Friday and found out baby&amp;nbsp; is a precious girl!! We're so excited. We'll have another ultrasound in a month and I'll ask them to verify this ;) Another new development is, yesturday- Hubby was able to feel her kick quite a bit for the first time. It was getting difficult for him the past few weeks as I have felt her move and he wasn't able to feel a thing. He's so excited to feel her moving and responding to him. I think this pregnancy is becoming increasingly more real to him now than before.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even explain the amazing blessing it is to have a God who does miracles and who is sovereign. It was amazing watching the ultra sound as she would move &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349892818640674082" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sj6jLHF9nSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qndOgH1TK4Y/s320/preggers.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 240px;" /&gt;away from the technician, place her hands in front of her face, tilt her head back and open her mouth wide. We watched her move around a bit and were able to see her beautiful heart beat perfectly. We know we're not guaranteed a thing at this point and are consistently reminded of how much we need to lean on Him, our God, to keep her heart beating and to keep all her systems in place and for her to develop just perfectly. In God's soveriegn grace is where we place our hope. I have attached pictures of my newest baby bump (and Hubby's :) !! What a joy to be given the privilege at this time to carry this precious baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1146250286468203548?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1146250286468203548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/06/shes-kickin.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1146250286468203548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1146250286468203548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/06/shes-kickin.html' title='She&apos;s kickin&apos;!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sj6lxoTFdnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-Gg-GrObzqE/s72-c/preggers+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-8568236336282467628</id><published>2009-05-31T14:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:06:48.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise the Lord for people's junk!!</title><content type='html'>I went garage saleing the other day and had a blast going through people's junk. I love that in America we find treasures where people find junk. It's absolutely wonderful. I picked up a few baby items for super cheap and am terribly excited for baby steward to arrive... only 5 months left!! It's hard to believe it is coming up so soon- yet it seems so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an update on the baby... everything seems to be fine :) and me, I am starting to show. Hubby was gone on a trip for about 4 days and was convinced baby and I had grown since he left. We'll post pictures as we get them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-8568236336282467628?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/8568236336282467628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/05/praise-lord-for-peoples-junk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8568236336282467628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8568236336282467628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/05/praise-lord-for-peoples-junk.html' title='Praise the Lord for people&apos;s junk!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-8057209232696156795</id><published>2009-04-28T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:09:35.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Emotions</title><content type='html'>So, I wouldn't consider myself a very emotional person. In fact, it's rare that things will make me cry- yet lately I have found myself choking up over things that are touching. For example, I saw footage of our governor filling up sandbags in Fargo and began to cry at that image... touching right? I also found myself choking up and crying when I saw a fender bender on the road. It wasn't the accident that sent me to tears- it was seeing the police, firemen and tow trucks coming to help the people. It's funny to see this side of me come out- yet it's fun. I realize that a great majority of this may have to do with my hormones, but I like to think that God is softening my heart to these things (through the hormones- maybe) and to the needs of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-8057209232696156795?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/8057209232696156795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8057209232696156795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/8057209232696156795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-emotions.html' title='New Emotions'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-3445052810459577387</id><published>2009-04-26T16:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:07:56.475-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Simple pleasures</title><content type='html'>I just have to say that I think yesturday was probably one of the best days I've had in a while!! Of course the most exciting part of it was finally telling our friends and family the big news and to feel their encouragement. The weather was a beautiful surprise as I was expecting cold and rain, but had sunshine!! We went car shopping and that was exciting, but the real kicker for me was when we went to Raising Canes. We went in and their menu is short- you have four options and their all basically the same!! For anyone who knows how decisive I am- you know that this is absolutely perfect, I don't get confused!! Then I went to get pop and put ice into my cup and just about lost myself- they had the pellet ice cubes!! I love these cubes!! Their fun, slushy-like and they fit into my straw without getting in the way. As we sat down to eat I just kept repeating to Hubby, can &amp;nbsp;you believe this day? Wow, I just don't know if it can get any better than this!! Ice cube pellets- who knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-3445052810459577387?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/3445052810459577387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-wonderful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3445052810459577387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/3445052810459577387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-wonderful-day.html' title='Simple pleasures'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324356298983348905.post-1586111121112443116</id><published>2009-04-03T17:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:57:34.276-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Big News!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sdd6Bu0spDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SDuONQ95-TA/s1600-h/Baby.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320855654929048626" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sdd6Bu0spDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SDuONQ95-TA/s320/Baby.jpg" style="float: right; height: 248px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are expecting a miracle!! We had our first ultra sound at 9 weeks and everything seems to be going well. We're so excited. As many know, we have been trying for a couple of years. God is so good as we see how much more perfect His timing is than our own!!&amp;nbsp;  We will try to keep you updated! Thank you so much to all of you who prayed with us. God has given us so much grace when we were waiting. I wish I could say we waited perfectly- but we didn't, many mistakes were made. Yet, God gave us what we needed at that time to trust in him and to truely praise Him for the miracles of babies that many of our friends were experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good and it isn't just in these times that we can praise Him- but in the times when we don't understand His ways. We can trust that His ways are good and I don't mean good in the way the world would describe, but good in that we will be more like Christ and be drawn closer to our creator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324356298983348905-1586111121112443116?l=dcsteward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/feeds/1586111121112443116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-news.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1586111121112443116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324356298983348905/posts/default/1586111121112443116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcsteward.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-news.html' title='Big News!!'/><author><name>Chrissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02505195153515931573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/S1juBfviWHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XwevvuUb00/S220/DSCF0021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9NnREI5sd1c/Sdd6Bu0spDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SDuONQ95-TA/s72-c/Baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
