<?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-4854028103511646359</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:39:40.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wrapped around this finger</title><subtitle type='html'>the story of a princess and her loyal followers</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-7423360973865601745</id><published>2010-01-09T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:45:17.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A shot of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0uoHdfdW1I/AAAAAAAABXE/48nP258pCM0/s1600-h/DSC_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425615022227020626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0uoHdfdW1I/AAAAAAAABXE/48nP258pCM0/s400/DSC_0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're still here... mostly;-)  We had a computer crash in Nov. that we still haven't fixed, so i finally bit the bullet and dumped pictures onto Johns school laptop...  CLS has been a busy girl!  She is almost 15 months old now (on the 17th) and is still not walking but is taking 4-8 steps at a time.  Christmas was so much fun this year!  Last year she was to young to care, and that was still somewhat true but by the end of the weekend, she got opening presents down!  On the 26th, we headed to Richmond to visit my grandfather and my moms extended family.  The snow the weekend before ruined our plans and pushed this back a week.  Despite some car trouble on the way (always the worst!) we made it safetly and really enjoyed our visit.  My cousin laura had 3 week old twins that we got to meet!  It was so fun, adn her babies are so tiny! (5 and almost 7 pounds)  Laura is holding baby girl, and my cousin April is holding my baby...  she looks so big:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0unTn-W5AI/AAAAAAAABW8/ZGKMkZyR4so/s1600-h/DSC_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425614131687777282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0unTn-W5AI/AAAAAAAABW8/ZGKMkZyR4so/s400/DSC_0553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; getting a baby doll from my papa.  She LOVES it.  it cries, eats, burps, falls asleep and has that perfect belly laugh that all babies have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0umhty27tI/AAAAAAAABW0/gPqzeHy8uT8/s1600-h/DSC_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425613274256699090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0umhty27tI/AAAAAAAABW0/gPqzeHy8uT8/s400/DSC_0524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she really enjoyed dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0uhAZ6QUAI/AAAAAAAABWs/h33Om_QZC0s/s1600-h/DSC_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425607204425191426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0uhAZ6QUAI/AAAAAAAABWs/h33Om_QZC0s/s400/DSC_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0ug_8icVHI/AAAAAAAABWk/pPZEkgkLvhs/s1600-h/DSC_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425607196540687474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/S0ug_8icVHI/AAAAAAAABWk/pPZEkgkLvhs/s400/DSC_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas afternoon we headed down to my mom and dads house and celebrated with several of my siblings and Lyns boyfriend.  She had a blast ripping paper, and we have had to watch her really close ever since we got home bc she will rip any paper she finds lying around.&lt;br /&gt;and now: a video (sideways!) off her showing off...  her shirt says I'm on the nice list...  trust me...  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Although it is cute, I am a little upset about this...  she isn't cutting teeth in the typical order.  She is cutting teeth on the top, so before much longer my sweet little baby girl is going to have a mouthful of buck teeth... pics will follow when she learns to sit still... (dont hold your breath!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4854028103511646359-426014398185704029?l=wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/426014398185704029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-have-teeth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/426014398185704029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/426014398185704029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-have-teeth.html' title='we have teeth!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-1356929996581739679</id><published>2009-10-19T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:13:04.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3zIGT3SI/AAAAAAAABSo/RxDg9APPKAY/s1600-h/October+2009+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388542658174242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3zIGT3SI/AAAAAAAABSo/RxDg9APPKAY/s400/October+2009+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cara tunred one this week!  I can't believe how completely fast this year has flown by!  We celebrated her birthday yesterday (I spent sat, her actual birthday at an all day scrapbook retreat, it was WONDERFUL!)  My sister Lyndsay and her boyfriend came over to help us celebrate.  She slept during mosof the party which allowed us to eat a nice dinner without having her beg, then we woke her up for cake.  She didn't like the outfit I tried to make her wear but liked the fire...  In the end, her demands won out and she was allowed to eat like she prefers, mostly naked... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3yiVKP5I/AAAAAAAABSg/XYck9f2XnHo/s1600-h/October+2009+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388532519911314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3yiVKP5I/AAAAAAAABSg/XYck9f2XnHo/s400/October+2009+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3yJz2ctI/AAAAAAAABSY/6hjW8HHydxM/s1600-h/October+2009+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388525937750738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3yJz2ctI/AAAAAAAABSY/6hjW8HHydxM/s400/October+2009+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, look Jonas... this is yummy!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3xpIlI7I/AAAAAAAABSQ/hyPkMdJgxXo/s1600-h/October+2009+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388517166326706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3xpIlI7I/AAAAAAAABSQ/hyPkMdJgxXo/s400/October+2009+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3xOw-pxI/AAAAAAAABSI/56Ra21z23IQ/s1600-h/October+2009+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388510088013586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3xOw-pxI/AAAAAAAABSI/56Ra21z23IQ/s400/October+2009+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She crawled back for more after she left the first time...  It was really fun celebrating and the boys were super excited for it!  We gave her a push walker thats a baby doll stroller.  i'll have to post those pics later, she is so stinking cute walking behind her baby (whom i have named Kensington, since John didnt let me use that name for a real child of ours...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres what she does:  She weighed in at 18 pounds 5 ounces this morning (15%) and was 29 inches long (75%).  she doesnt walk yet and MAY have cut her first tooth today (its the upper front, but she hasnt let me get a good look yet) She throws her arms up for touchdown whenever she sees a football game, or a hokie anything.  she loves to blow sloppy kisses and thinks spitting is super funny.  bath time is her favorite part of the day, and she still doesnt sleep through the night.  we get a 5 hour stretch from 7-11 or midnight, then she gets up every 2 hours afterwards...  it's killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/StyzyuajPrI/AAAAAAAABSA/u3mhlchlZpA/s1600-h/October+2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394384137717235378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/StyzyuajPrI/AAAAAAAABSA/u3mhlchlZpA/s400/October+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bed head!  she takes a great afternoon nap for us (2-3 hours) and is really cheerful when she wakes up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/StyzyARQeZI/AAAAAAAABR4/V_7Sbeu5x7A/s1600-h/October+2009+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394384125330225554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/StyzyARQeZI/AAAAAAAABR4/V_7Sbeu5x7A/s400/October+2009+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she goes to school with me 3 mornings a week and loves watching the big girls in the class play.  her favorite part of school is the child size sink and she washes her hands all morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/StyzxpeBjeI/AAAAAAAABRw/V5SXhDMDimk/s1600-h/October+2009+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394384119209758178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/StyzxpeBjeI/AAAAAAAABRw/V5SXhDMDimk/s400/October+2009+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she loves to do whatever her brothers are doing and thinks she is such a big kid.  steps are a recent discovery and we cant keep her off them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/StyzxNQd-nI/AAAAAAAABRo/zdN_CbtL9IQ/s1600-h/October+2009+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394384111636707954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/StyzxNQd-nI/AAAAAAAABRo/zdN_CbtL9IQ/s400/October+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if you're willing, she will swing for hours!  she has been suhc a joy this past year!  Happy birthday baby!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4854028103511646359-1356929996581739679?l=wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1356929996581739679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-already.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/1356929996581739679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/1356929996581739679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-already.html' title='One already?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sty3zIGT3SI/AAAAAAAABSo/RxDg9APPKAY/s72-c/October+2009+183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-1980557035816971077</id><published>2009-07-19T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:55:29.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no more waiting on her faithful (but slow) servants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SmO4F0u8JHI/AAAAAAAABLU/EkvoNv16ETI/s1600-h/July+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360330391695402098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SmO4F0u8JHI/AAAAAAAABLU/EkvoNv16ETI/s400/July+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know if I am slow to meet her needs, or if we have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fiercely&lt;/span&gt; independent child on our hands, but she has been so whiny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt; as a result of frustration in not being able to do things for herself. Feeding times have become a nightmare and a constant battle with this child. She tries to grab the spoon and loves rubbing the wall with gross hands. After several evenings of annoying dinner time issues, I finally gave in and let her do it herself.... She loved it! (almost 9 months, rice and applesauce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SmO4FoKEu-I/AAAAAAAABLM/32_ev2aZ2ZU/s1600-h/July+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360330388319550434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SmO4FoKEu-I/AAAAAAAABLM/32_ev2aZ2ZU/s400/July+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SmO4FKHlSJI/AAAAAAAABLE/xlD3Rviu96w/s1600-h/July+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360330380256037010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SmO4FKHlSJI/AAAAAAAABLE/xlD3Rviu96w/s400/July+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has also hit so many milestones recently: she learned to sit herself up from her belly to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt; cross applesauce around 8 1/2 months. She also quit putting herself back to sleep then because she would sit up in her crib to cry and won't lay back down. She also started clapping for herself. Yesterday she figured out the game of peek a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;boo&lt;/span&gt; and LOVES it! She will cover her eyes with anything cloth and l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;augh&lt;/span&gt; when you say peek a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;boo&lt;/span&gt;... I LOVE this age!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b1928451dc6ed19d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1928451dc6ed19d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329951339%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BC5052463EA722B22CAA85C7424C22F37B6995B.2AEED51261124DD93E41647FD42B80A9BD5D3526%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1928451dc6ed19d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcWk56fLfZpo0QaH4-YwUkWxudus&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1928451dc6ed19d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329951339%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BC5052463EA722B22CAA85C7424C22F37B6995B.2AEED51261124DD93E41647FD42B80A9BD5D3526%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1928451dc6ed19d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcWk56fLfZpo0QaH4-YwUkWxudus&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;and finally: On the day she turned 9 months, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Carrington&lt;/span&gt; figured out the art of crawling. She had been butt scooting for a while but wasn't making a lot of progress with it.... In all her glory.... Here is her version of crawling!&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/4854028103511646359-1980557035816971077?l=wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b1928451dc6ed19d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1980557035816971077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-more-waiting-on-her-faithfull-but.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/1980557035816971077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/1980557035816971077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-more-waiting-on-her-faithfull-but.html' title='no more waiting on her faithful (but slow) servants'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SmO4F0u8JHI/AAAAAAAABLU/EkvoNv16ETI/s72-c/July+2009+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-1598009573033665964</id><published>2009-07-12T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:24:41.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea06ea08abe05d3b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1598009573033665964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/1598009573033665964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/1598009573033665964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-1798603616337687875</id><published>2009-04-03T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:09:46.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mullet no mo</title><content type='html'>It had gotten bad.... She got a bang trim in feb. but we didn't touch anything else.  In the past few weeks as her head has gotten bigger, she has lost a lot on the sides, and is rubbing a bald spot on the back.  john gave the OK for a trim, and I cut it before I chickened out..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SdbA31vxFxI/AAAAAAAABDA/Kqj9Z4hOjY0/s1600-h/march+2009+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320652075337586450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SdbA31vxFxI/AAAAAAAABDA/Kqj9Z4hOjY0/s400/march+2009+255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SdbA3i4CJvI/AAAAAAAABC4/VyQG69nnJJE/s1600-h/march+2009+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320652070271985394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SdbA3i4CJvI/AAAAAAAABC4/VyQG69nnJJE/s400/march+2009+254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so long and straggly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SdbA3ZDl-zI/AAAAAAAABCw/YrKzRvDy9So/s1600-h/march+2009+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320652067636116274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SdbA3ZDl-zI/AAAAAAAABCw/YrKzRvDy9So/s400/march+2009+257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she looks a little bit more like a boy, but I think it will grow out nicer now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4854028103511646359-1798603616337687875?l=wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1798603616337687875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/04/mullet-no-mo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/1798603616337687875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/1798603616337687875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/04/mullet-no-mo.html' title='mullet no mo'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SdbA31vxFxI/AAAAAAAABDA/Kqj9Z4hOjY0/s72-c/march+2009+255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-328996964589853870</id><published>2009-03-24T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:47:38.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAJog9hRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/KctHFXrfLCM/s1600-h/march+2009+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316781000582071570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAJog9hRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/KctHFXrfLCM/s320/march+2009+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carrington is finally starting to hit her milestones!  She rolled over front to back for the first time at 4 months, but then wouldn't do it again...  this past week she started rolling over front to back and back to front!  She laso FINALLY started grabbing for things!  I feel so much better now that she is doing things she was suposed to do weeks ago... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAJBkQV4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/UMyZ3YsPu1g/s1600-h/march+2009+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316780990126905218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAJBkQV4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/UMyZ3YsPu1g/s320/march+2009+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAI4G6cPI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/oxagGGSbCuc/s1600-h/march+2009+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316780987587916018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAI4G6cPI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/oxagGGSbCuc/s320/march+2009+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAIZEw2NI/AAAAAAAAA7I/iOW13lbQYCs/s1600-h/march+2009+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316780979257399506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAIZEw2NI/AAAAAAAAA7I/iOW13lbQYCs/s320/march+2009+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAH-VJ6zI/AAAAAAAAA7A/NaYgZgVHvd0/s1600-h/march+2009+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316780972078394162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAH-VJ6zI/AAAAAAAAA7A/NaYgZgVHvd0/s320/march+2009+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4854028103511646359-328996964589853870?l=wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/328996964589853870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/03/pics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/328996964589853870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/328996964589853870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/03/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SckAJog9hRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/KctHFXrfLCM/s72-c/march+2009+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-2882767231949482271</id><published>2009-03-16T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:44:32.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lovey lamb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sb7wTD2sByI/AAAAAAAAA54/ycSuFlcQy6s/s1600-h/sshlumpie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313948820586628898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sb7wTD2sByI/AAAAAAAAA54/ycSuFlcQy6s/s400/sshlumpie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a sshlumpie.  Douglas makes it, and true to every parents need, they sell it either as a single, or for the wise parent, in sets of 2 for a 10% discount.  Upon the birth of Carrington, we received no less then 4 "loveys"...  2 bears with blankets attached, a sshlumpie (which we call lovey lamb) and a duck that was generously handed down by Sullivan.  I have done my absolute best to ger Carrington attached to lovey lamb, and mostly because i liked it the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started making her cry it out this past week.  I have been so tired (she sleeps in bed with me and is up every 2 hours to eat) and I needed the space.  I have also recently started her on solids, in hopes that she would sleep better.  Last night, for the first time ever, she ate almost a full jar of bananas, went to bed at 7 p and didnt wake up until 1230 a... that is GREAT for her!!  I was so excited.  Also last night was the first night she didn't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I fed her (sweet potatoes, and she's a pig!) bathed her, and put her to bed EXACTLY like last night.  She screamed and screamed.  John fixed her, I fixed her but to no avail.  This totally stresses me out...  After a few minutes, John ran out to the car and returned with lovey lamb.  She immediatly fell asleep after she snuggled it up to her.  Amazing!  I totally work so hard to ger her attached- every time she cries because she's tired, I rub this on her cheek so now she does it to put herself ot sleep.  When she gets hurt (like when van accidently head butts her) I hold her close and rub it on her cheek....  Why is it that when i put her down for bed I forget??  i felt so bad for her!  I totally underestimate the power of a lovey item, as none of hte boys ever had anything they were super attached to...  Its magic!!!  (now if the toystore that i ordered these from would hurry up and get my 2 extras in stock, we'll be good to go!  If I lose this, i am in so much trouble now!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sb7v7y_bstI/AAAAAAAAA5w/FLRupCmkUwU/s1600-h/February+2009+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313948420922913490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sb7v7y_bstI/AAAAAAAAA5w/FLRupCmkUwU/s400/February+2009+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        our fat baby weighs in at 14 pounds now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4854028103511646359-2882767231949482271?l=wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/2882767231949482271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/03/lovey-lamb.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/2882767231949482271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/2882767231949482271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/03/lovey-lamb.html' title='lovey lamb'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/Sb7wTD2sByI/AAAAAAAAA54/ycSuFlcQy6s/s72-c/sshlumpie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-6738305638018848387</id><published>2009-02-02T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T15:03:12.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the most smartest girl</title><content type='html'>in the room... (in the whole wide room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1637c871d5e92fb6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1637c871d5e92fb6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329951339%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28F016A96B843C1D86A2B600A0543F7E8E8A3011.146F8759416850043050692BAF8C661FCC55206D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1637c871d5e92fb6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqdkBJpQHRov6NFbkCGs6C28x6n8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1637c871d5e92fb6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329951339%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28F016A96B843C1D86A2B600A0543F7E8E8A3011.146F8759416850043050692BAF8C661FCC55206D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1637c871d5e92fb6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqdkBJpQHRov6NFbkCGs6C28x6n8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;John was saying "I love you" to Carrington and she (several times) made the sounds back to him. The one we actually got on tape isn't nearly as good as what she had been telling him... She is so chatty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4854028103511646359-6738305638018848387?l=wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1637c871d5e92fb6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6738305638018848387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/02/most-smartest-girl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/6738305638018848387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/6738305638018848387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/02/most-smartest-girl.html' title='the most smartest girl'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-6631165187390939530</id><published>2009-01-28T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:10:12.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bumgenius experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC3GWCCNtI/AAAAAAAAA2w/br26lq3z5l4/s1600-h/January+2009+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296434481408915154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC3GWCCNtI/AAAAAAAAA2w/br26lq3z5l4/s400/January+2009+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        yes. this is her bum, and yes, she blew out... AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pampers has failed me. I have been using pampers for almost 9 years, and have spent an estimated 8500.00 on their products... (do the math: 50/month for diapers and wipes X number of months kids are in diapers...) and that's a LOW estimate. I KNOW that I spent closer to 70 a month for that first month and a half... I was also getting to the point with her that blowouts were occuring several times a day, leaving me with a full hamper and tons of stain spraying. After talking to a few friends, and with Johns unconditional encouragement;-) I switched Carrington over to cloth diapers. We are using bumgenius 3.0 with her, and I LOVE it! I wasn't so sure at first how I would feel about it, so we started with 5 diapers. It was such a pain those first few days because I was trying to use them as much as possible so I was washing all the time to try to get a full experience. I felt wasteful at that point because I was washing ALL the time. After adding 6 more diapers, I finally felt like I was getting the experience I was hoping for. I am still planning on adding another 12 diapers (at a cost of 17.00 each) so that I am not washing a frequently, but it has totally been worth it! She still wears disposable at night (because I don't have enough yet) and I had to put her in one this morning since her diapers were drying. As we were trying to walk out the door, I picked her up and noticed she had blown out. I was totally frustrated. I had forgotten in these past 2 weeks all about blowouts. The Bumgenius come with a poop pocket, if you will, which catches those explosive ones that shoot up the back. We have not had a single blowout in those diapers (even when i forgot to change her and she went for 5 hours in a diaper). The water bill went up 7.00 this past month, and we had to buy free and clear detergent, so there were some expenses involved that don't come with disposable, but we only use 1 tsp./load of diapers, so we anticiapte that lasting a LOOOONG time, and not having to wash so many poopy clothes make washing the diapers totally worth it. Overall, I highly recommend these, and I am so glad we found them. But most importantly, besides being wonderful, they are super soft on her royal bottom, and  SUPER CUTE! (they come in 9 colors: white, lt. pink, dk. pink, lt./dk. yellow, lt/dk green, lt/dk. blue available at cottonbabies.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC2wkApDiI/AAAAAAAAA2g/jjqZtI3Y2Kk/s1600-h/January+2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296434107204046370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC2wkApDiI/AAAAAAAAA2g/jjqZtI3Y2Kk/s400/January+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC2vqvtF-I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/CjRuTi6r6YQ/s1600-h/January+2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296434091832186850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC2vqvtF-I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/CjRuTi6r6YQ/s400/January+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC2vemdw6I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/b_xmheAfUDI/s1600-h/January+2009+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296434088572208034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC2vemdw6I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/b_xmheAfUDI/s400/January+2009+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         Look at her fat thighs!!  she is such a  chunker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC2vFGhVGI/AAAAAAAAA2I/0YBsytJS0U4/s1600-h/January+2009+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4854028103511646359-6631165187390939530?l=wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6631165187390939530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/01/bum-genius-experiment.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/6631165187390939530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/6631165187390939530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/01/bum-genius-experiment.html' title='the bumgenius experiment'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SYC3GWCCNtI/AAAAAAAAA2w/br26lq3z5l4/s72-c/January+2009+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4854028103511646359.post-6189111184705356140</id><published>2009-01-27T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:55:43.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction: life of a princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SX-disTYgFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/B0z9RkT4gOY/s1600-h/January+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296124906144563282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SX-disTYgFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/B0z9RkT4gOY/s400/January+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my 3 month old could single out her pinkie, hold it up, and show it to you, you would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; be surprised to see what was there...  Around that finger would be taylor, almost 9, Jonas, almost 8, Mason-6, Sullivan- 3, her father (30!!) and her mother, age withheld to protect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This poor sweet girl was born into a family of 4 older brothers...  We call her our little princess, though we SWORE we would never use that term in our home.  Sullivan, knowing nothing about storybook princesses, began calling her princess Lea, as that is the only princess he can picture.  Cinderella, Ariel, and Snow White are unchartered teritory thus far in this household.  Oh how that will change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a goal this year of capturing small moments in my childrens lives.  this is my attempt.  A blog only a mother (and grandmother, and maybe aunts....) could love.  Feel free to check in for pictures and updates, but again, this is the smaller moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4854028103511646359-6189111184705356140?l=wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6189111184705356140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/01/introduction-life-of-princess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/6189111184705356140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4854028103511646359/posts/default/6189111184705356140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wrappedaroundthisfinger.blogspot.com/2009/01/introduction-life-of-princess.html' title='Introduction: life of a princess'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813377746895760558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLsj_7sDUnY/TcnIiIRXM_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/zZ_-fGh415U/s220/139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bW_V9JvqERI/SX-disTYgFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/B0z9RkT4gOY/s72-c/January+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
