<?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-6861667014508938334</id><updated>2012-01-13T11:48:36.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The B Girls</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-6367267802549087711</id><published>2008-12-22T15:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:51:20.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas parties, oh my</title><content type='html'>Last week we were bombarded by Christmas parties.  Between the Christmas party we had here for Mitch's coworkers and all Addy's activities and Riley's teachers and therapists I feel like I've been buying gifts nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we had Addy's swimming party, where she got to decorate an underwater tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_7AcwzCoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/X1vvQCrBBag/s1600-h/IMG_1574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282716873068317314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_7AcwzCoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/X1vvQCrBBag/s400/IMG_1574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_6_j9UqJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/67exZrFW4jE/s1600-h/IMG_1572.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had Addy's dance party, which I liked since parents normally don't get to stay and observe so it was fun to watch them put on a mini-performance for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_6_U2pf7I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2W3ktxNWXT8/s1600-h/IMG_1581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282716853765504946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_6_U2pf7I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2W3ktxNWXT8/s400/IMG_1581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course there were the school parties.  We didn't go to Riley's - I guess no parents did so while I felt a little guilty I didn't feel TOO guilty.  I had already committed to help out at Addy's party which was the same day and time so I had fun watching the kids make a mess, I mean make crafts and decorate cookies.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_6_J1a-lI/AAAAAAAAAXI/S3cse-UrUg8/s1600-h/IMG_1577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282716850807568978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_6_J1a-lI/AAAAAAAAAXI/S3cse-UrUg8/s400/IMG_1577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made cupcakes for Addy's dance party which were pretty good, if I do say so myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_6-zLN5fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3_0Ij6N5BJQ/s1600-h/IMG_1572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282716844724970994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_6-zLN5fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3_0Ij6N5BJQ/s400/IMG_1572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I think I'm caught up in my blog now!  Except for a ridiculously funny story about Mitch the night he picked my brother up from the airport.  But I need to try to get a picture off my brother's phone first!&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/6861667014508938334-6367267802549087711?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/6367267802549087711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=6367267802549087711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6367267802549087711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6367267802549087711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-parties-oh-my.html' title='Christmas parties, oh my'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_7AcwzCoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/X1vvQCrBBag/s72-c/IMG_1574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-4667442547368232626</id><published>2008-12-22T15:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:35:52.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bye-bye glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_5YX1pJDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1A1JGOpnPJw/s1600-h/mom+and+riley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282715085040067634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_5YX1pJDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1A1JGOpnPJw/s400/mom+and+riley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so that is a picture of me with Riley as a baby, so going on 4 years ago now.  But it's the only one I could find of me wearing glasses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had LASIK done 11 days ago and am SO happy I can see!  I was a little worried at first because my left eye was blurry for a while, but now it's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-4667442547368232626?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/4667442547368232626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=4667442547368232626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/4667442547368232626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/4667442547368232626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-bye-glasses.html' title='bye-bye glasses'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_5YX1pJDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1A1JGOpnPJw/s72-c/mom+and+riley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-5719220321867079813</id><published>2008-12-22T15:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:31:39.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my parents</title><content type='html'>Are here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are renting an apartment about 20 minutes from my house for THREE months!  It's so strange (but in a good way) to be living in the same town as my mom and dad again.  I haven't lived within 4 hours of them since ... well I guess since I lived with them in high school and summers in college!  It's especially nice now that I have kids, too.  Addy is loving being able to see her Gramma nearly every day. And I love being able to go over there for dinner when Mitch has a work dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also fun to do things like meet my mom WITHOUT the kids and go shopping!  Here we are doing just that at Target.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_3nyP7DOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/mF1zIcdfy7g/s1600-h/IMG_1589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282713150804397282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_3nyP7DOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/mF1zIcdfy7g/s400/IMG_1589.jpg" 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/6861667014508938334-5719220321867079813?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/5719220321867079813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=5719220321867079813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5719220321867079813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5719220321867079813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-parents.html' title='my parents'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SU_3nyP7DOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/mF1zIcdfy7g/s72-c/IMG_1589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-5316480450208996181</id><published>2008-11-18T11:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:20:29.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>It was a beautiful day out yesterday so after naptime I decided to have the girls put on their Christmas dresses and go outside to take some pictures to hopefully use on our Christmas card. Apparently getting a good picture of the 4 of them (yes, including the dog!) is not going to happen this year. The dog just wanted to chase a ball and Morgan, well, Morgan would not sit still for one second. Between that and trying to get a picture without Riley's hand in front of her face... yeah, pretty impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get one picture for the card that I will keep a secret (though still not the greatest), but here are some rejects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqnpTZY-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/s2SmeSv8wQ0/s1600-h/IMG_1520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032480799908834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqnpTZY-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/s2SmeSv8wQ0/s400/IMG_1520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqm4iNWYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/I-4P579DpYg/s1600-h/IMG_1490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032467708696962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqm4iNWYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/I-4P579DpYg/s400/IMG_1490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqmo1L63I/AAAAAAAAAWY/FV81z7-Pc30/s1600-h/IMG_1489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032463493327730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqmo1L63I/AAAAAAAAAWY/FV81z7-Pc30/s400/IMG_1489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqmeWBs5I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/93lABxO8zH8/s1600-h/IMG_1488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032460678280082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqmeWBs5I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/93lABxO8zH8/s400/IMG_1488.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/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqmJigntI/AAAAAAAAAWI/qDrsFtKdm8A/s1600-h/IMG_1481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032455093493458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqmJigntI/AAAAAAAAAWI/qDrsFtKdm8A/s400/IMG_1481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-5316480450208996181?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/5316480450208996181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=5316480450208996181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5316480450208996181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5316480450208996181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLqnpTZY-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/s2SmeSv8wQ0/s72-c/IMG_1520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-7173176429702296707</id><published>2008-11-18T11:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:11:40.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, Addy</title><content type='html'>I cut Addy's hair last night (at her request) and while I was cutting it she was drawing a picture.  I didn't actually look at the picture until this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLooGxGY7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/EbNdHaMhuJk/s1600-h/IMG_1522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270030289685865394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLooGxGY7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/EbNdHaMhuJk/s400/IMG_1522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may not be a great hair-cutter, but I swear her hair does NOT look like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-7173176429702296707?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/7173176429702296707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=7173176429702296707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7173176429702296707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7173176429702296707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-addy.html' title='oh, Addy'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSLooGxGY7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/EbNdHaMhuJk/s72-c/IMG_1522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-6562107102174464215</id><published>2008-11-17T08:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:49:16.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back at it</title><content type='html'>I figured out the best way to keep baking cakes and NOT eat them all!  I volunteered to make birthday cakes for a local children's home.  My first one was for a 12 year old girl who likes football.  A little different from my princess-loving girls but I think it turned out pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSF1xFlKDVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_U_pPzmCSZo/s1600-h/IMG_1473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269622525172256082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSF1xFlKDVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_U_pPzmCSZo/s320/IMG_1473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6861667014508938334-6562107102174464215?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/6562107102174464215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=6562107102174464215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6562107102174464215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6562107102174464215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-at-it.html' title='back at it'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SSF1xFlKDVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_U_pPzmCSZo/s72-c/IMG_1473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-7431347372110814889</id><published>2008-11-12T12:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:51:09.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>too early for Christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SRsXMhT-8kI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ypMH2126GaE/s1600-h/IMG_1470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267829693007983170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SRsXMhT-8kI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ypMH2126GaE/s320/IMG_1470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not at our house! Addy got sick at school yesterday so she is home today. It's 60 degrees with rain and wind so we are listening to Christmas music and decorating the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-7431347372110814889?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/7431347372110814889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=7431347372110814889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7431347372110814889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7431347372110814889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-early-for-christmas.html' title='too early for Christmas?'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SRsXMhT-8kI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ypMH2126GaE/s72-c/IMG_1470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-6385478553698440035</id><published>2008-10-28T08:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:35:39.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chef Addy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQcGd5Jv_TI/AAAAAAAAARw/Kl6zIp-lU9w/s1600-h/IMG_1376_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262181800233401650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQcGd5Jv_TI/AAAAAAAAARw/Kl6zIp-lU9w/s320/IMG_1376_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Addy made scrambled eggs for dinner last night and did it all herself from start to finish!  The only thing I did for her was turn on the stove - the egg cracking, stirring and cooking was all her!  I look forward to her cooking me more meals in the future.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-6385478553698440035?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/6385478553698440035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=6385478553698440035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6385478553698440035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6385478553698440035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/10/chef-addy.html' title='Chef Addy'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQcGd5Jv_TI/AAAAAAAAARw/Kl6zIp-lU9w/s72-c/IMG_1376_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-7873644274912691400</id><published>2008-10-28T08:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:32:22.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilton Course 1 Final Cake</title><content type='html'>I wasn't even going to post it because it's not all that exciting and not all that different from the cake I made last week.  It's hard to be creative and do much in the class though - I need to spread out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I signed up for Course 2 which starts next Tuesday so there will be plenty more cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQcF70dgiMI/AAAAAAAAARo/wXyvjY-gL6c/s1600-h/IMG_1379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262181214858545346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQcF70dgiMI/AAAAAAAAARo/wXyvjY-gL6c/s320/IMG_1379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQcF7q2sE5I/AAAAAAAAARg/a8ZGFTmmKSw/s1600-h/IMG_1378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262181212279804818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQcF7q2sE5I/AAAAAAAAARg/a8ZGFTmmKSw/s320/IMG_1378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-7873644274912691400?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/7873644274912691400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=7873644274912691400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7873644274912691400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7873644274912691400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/10/wilton-course-1-final-cake.html' title='Wilton Course 1 Final Cake'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQcF70dgiMI/AAAAAAAAARo/wXyvjY-gL6c/s72-c/IMG_1379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-1317717914595395258</id><published>2008-10-24T08:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:48:45.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>like I said - obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQHDJ6wrbTI/AAAAAAAAARY/2gQW4LeZTCg/s1600-h/IMG_1373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260700414905118002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQHDJ6wrbTI/AAAAAAAAARY/2gQW4LeZTCg/s320/IMG_1373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQHDJUDxbuI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pOMBPt0ah-E/s1600-h/IMG_1368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260700404516220642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQHDJUDxbuI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pOMBPt0ah-E/s320/IMG_1368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would just be awful if we didn't have cake in our house for a day so I made this "practice" cake yesterday. I had planned on making it for my final cake on Monday but now that I made it I might have to think of another design for my final! And I think I need to send future cakes to work with Mitch - I can't keep eating like this... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't learned how to make leaves yet so don't look too closely at my first attempts.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-1317717914595395258?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/1317717914595395258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=1317717914595395258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1317717914595395258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1317717914595395258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/10/like-i-said-obsessed.html' title='like I said - obsessed'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SQHDJ6wrbTI/AAAAAAAAARY/2gQW4LeZTCg/s72-c/IMG_1373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-1323507512453529731</id><published>2008-10-21T16:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:30:51.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more cake!</title><content type='html'>I am having way too much fun with this cake decorating class. Our instructor told us we didn't need to bring a cake to class last night but what fun is that? So I did anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SP47lg3WHnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/q4vgZHb5l0c/s1600-h/IMG_1345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259706930478587506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SP47lg3WHnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/q4vgZHb5l0c/s320/IMG_1345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SP47l98geJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/wVZTX7oZxEU/s1600-h/IMG_1343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259706938284865682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SP47l98geJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/wVZTX7oZxEU/s320/IMG_1343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The burgundy blob is my first attempt at a rose.  I've been practicing today and hope to make a rose cake for my final cake next week.  I can't wait to sign up for the next class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-1323507512453529731?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/1323507512453529731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=1323507512453529731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1323507512453529731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1323507512453529731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-cake.html' title='more cake!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SP47lg3WHnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/q4vgZHb5l0c/s72-c/IMG_1345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-7357681345763004309</id><published>2008-10-14T08:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:53:58.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cake!</title><content type='html'>I started taking a cake decorating class at Michael's this month and this is the cake I decorated last night.  It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SPSWHjjBsUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/3YEfZS7XzpI/s1600-h/IMG_1284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256991721593614658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SPSWHjjBsUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/3YEfZS7XzpI/s320/IMG_1284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6861667014508938334-7357681345763004309?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/7357681345763004309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=7357681345763004309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7357681345763004309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7357681345763004309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/10/cake.html' title='cake!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SPSWHjjBsUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/3YEfZS7XzpI/s72-c/IMG_1284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-646796844562389516</id><published>2008-10-14T08:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:51:15.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what a weekend</title><content type='html'>Our weekend in Florida was so incredible! What I wouldn't give to have a vacation home there and spend weeks at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed near Seaside - this is a view down the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SPSVKnoN-UI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rbNk4HvV5fQ/s1600-h/IMG_1281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256990674717112642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SPSVKnoN-UI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rbNk4HvV5fQ/s320/IMG_1281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view we had every night from our hotel balcony - need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SPSVK5-hz5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/TxpUwNQhkxQ/s1600-h/IMG_1277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256990679642525586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SPSVK5-hz5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/TxpUwNQhkxQ/s320/IMG_1277.jpg" 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/6861667014508938334-646796844562389516?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/646796844562389516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=646796844562389516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/646796844562389516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/646796844562389516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-weekend.html' title='what a weekend'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SPSVKnoN-UI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rbNk4HvV5fQ/s72-c/IMG_1281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-332700967675566722</id><published>2008-10-09T08:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:14:32.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>falling behind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SO306o0IfRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BeXEi7Pw-OU/s1600-h/IMG_1268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255125628436905234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SO306o0IfRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BeXEi7Pw-OU/s320/IMG_1268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are Addy's 2 latest art class creations.  I like the first two better but she had fun doing these so that's all that matters.  The one on the left they used some type of mud and the one on the right was fun with spray paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've been running around like a chicken with it's head cut off for the last week or two. And our internet, cable and phone being out for 2 days didn't help! Gotta love Comcast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we're going to a craft fair that's supposed to be huge, then Addy has dance class, then Addy and I are going to get our nails done.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow Mitch and I leave for our 4 day weekend ALONE!  No kids, not even Morgan!  My stomach is in knots just thinking about it.&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/6861667014508938334-332700967675566722?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/332700967675566722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=332700967675566722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/332700967675566722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/332700967675566722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/10/falling-behind.html' title='falling behind!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SO306o0IfRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BeXEi7Pw-OU/s72-c/IMG_1268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-2912420480709682958</id><published>2008-10-06T17:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:05:10.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SOp9NtUfzLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TTA28QcfEKc/s1600-h/IMG_1267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254149589738441906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SOp9NtUfzLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TTA28QcfEKc/s320/IMG_1267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gift to Mitch is that he gets to go to New Orleans to watch the Minnesota Vikings play the Saints.  I had no desire to go.  One of these years we might get back to getting each other actual gifts again!&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/6861667014508938334-2912420480709682958?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/2912420480709682958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=2912420480709682958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2912420480709682958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2912420480709682958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/10/seven-years.html' title='Seven Years!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SOp9NtUfzLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TTA28QcfEKc/s72-c/IMG_1267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-6828598043594436183</id><published>2008-09-24T21:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:38:44.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Wednesdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNrnGNupLpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/cQAuiJ7RwmQ/s1600-h/IMG_1227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249762409604263570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNrnGNupLpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/cQAuiJ7RwmQ/s320/IMG_1227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids in the class right before Addy's came out with water color paintings and I'm glad Addy did the same type of painting as last week.  I can just see a wall covered with these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday Addy and I went to Michael's for an American Girl craft event so I took this picture to send to my American Girl friend.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNrnGRo-PsI/AAAAAAAAAPw/QpoFVGHOqvM/s1600-h/IMG_1225_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249762410654219970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNrnGRo-PsI/AAAAAAAAAPw/QpoFVGHOqvM/s320/IMG_1225_edited.jpg" 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/6861667014508938334-6828598043594436183?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/6828598043594436183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=6828598043594436183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6828598043594436183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6828598043594436183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/09/art-wednesdays.html' title='Art Wednesdays'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNrnGNupLpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/cQAuiJ7RwmQ/s72-c/IMG_1227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-1992568884640127907</id><published>2008-09-21T18:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:50:13.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan sleeps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNbM-kjX03I/AAAAAAAAAPg/raV1Fjcab5w/s1600-h/IMG_1221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248607791082886002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNbM-kjX03I/AAAAAAAAAPg/raV1Fjcab5w/s320/IMG_1221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok perhaps not as impressive as Addy's painting but it sure surprises the heck out of me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little background:  Morgan has slept with us every night since she was born.  Heck, she even naps in our bed (without me, though).  I've tried to put her in her crib on and off and every time she screams her little head off and never sleeps.  I let her go for an hour like that, it's about as long as I can take it.  I was figuring we just needed to skip the crib altogether and move her to a big girl bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward to a week and a half ago.  Morgan's sleeping is SO TERRIBLE I have to get her out of my bed just so I can have even the tiniest bit of sleep.  So I decide to start laying her in her crib for naps and the first time she cried for maybe 20 minutes and then SHOCK!  She fell asleep!  The first couple of times she didn't get much of a nap but hey it was something and it was  IN HER CRIB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday the 12th (my birthday) Mitch and I go see a 10:00pm movie (Burn After Reading - very funny!) and my mom puts Morgan in her crib to sleep.  I left her there and she ended up sleeping until 2:15am.  Four hours, not bad for her!  So I decide to keep starting her out in the crib, even if I could just get 4 hours of unbroken sleep that would be HUGE after what I was used to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night 2 she sleeps from 9:00 until, get this, 6:15!  I couldn't believe it and figured it had to be a fluke but nope!  Every night since then she has slept for about 11 hours straight in her crib.  I am so amazed!  And so rested, ahhhh...  I thought it would take nights and nights of lots of crying to get to this but she hardly cries at all now, maybe just for a minute. She has the saddest look on her face when I lay her down for the night and it breaks my heart but she wakes up with a smile on her face every morning so I know she gets over it and forgives me.  :)  It's about time though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-1992568884640127907?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/1992568884640127907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=1992568884640127907' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1992568884640127907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1992568884640127907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/09/morgan-sleeps.html' title='Morgan sleeps!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNbM-kjX03I/AAAAAAAAAPg/raV1Fjcab5w/s72-c/IMG_1221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-5133275988104844641</id><published>2008-09-18T08:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:46:09.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>well I'm impressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNJMYXS729I/AAAAAAAAAPY/xiMz1iP3-04/s1600-h/IMG_1220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247340497294056402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNJMYXS729I/AAAAAAAAAPY/xiMz1iP3-04/s320/IMG_1220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Addy LOVES to draw, paint, color - anything artsy/crafty.  Her teachers are always telling us how she puts more detail in her drawings than anyone else in the class so I signed her up for art lessons and last night she had her first class.  She painted this picture!  Then she came  home and drew another picture she called "10 pretty things".  She's hooked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm going to need to invest in some frames...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-5133275988104844641?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/5133275988104844641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=5133275988104844641' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5133275988104844641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5133275988104844641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-im-impressed.html' title='well I&apos;m impressed'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SNJMYXS729I/AAAAAAAAAPY/xiMz1iP3-04/s72-c/IMG_1220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-6518718992505788388</id><published>2008-09-12T08:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:35:46.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 33 today</title><content type='html'>Some things I'd like to do today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat ice cream&lt;br /&gt;get a pedicure&lt;br /&gt;fun dinner out with the family - maybe with some live music&lt;br /&gt;go see a movie - I haven't seen a movie in a theater in years!&lt;br /&gt;eat these cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SMphhey7qnI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ge_ihrzfFq8/s1600-h/cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245111943856630386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SMphhey7qnI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ge_ihrzfFq8/s320/cupcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6861667014508938334-6518718992505788388?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/6518718992505788388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=6518718992505788388' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6518718992505788388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6518718992505788388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-33-today.html' title='I&apos;m 33 today'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SMphhey7qnI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ge_ihrzfFq8/s72-c/cupcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-1062708659577911835</id><published>2008-09-11T20:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:29:30.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan at 18 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SMpdQBTdIbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/bzIaaMzjhjk/s1600-h/IMG_1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245107245835690418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SMpdQBTdIbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/bzIaaMzjhjk/s320/IMG_1138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 pounds, 25th percentile&lt;br /&gt;31.5 inches, 50-75th percentile&lt;br /&gt;head is 18 inches, 50th percentile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, she's perfectly on target!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says:&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;br /&gt;Dada&lt;br /&gt;Addy&lt;br /&gt;Riley&lt;br /&gt;Sadie&lt;br /&gt;Nama (grandma)&lt;br /&gt;Num num num&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;shoe&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;thank you (tee you)&lt;br /&gt;meow (cat)&lt;br /&gt;hee haw (donkey or horse)&lt;br /&gt;puppy&lt;br /&gt;uh oh&lt;br /&gt;oh no&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;MINE!&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she repeats a lot of what we say so I think lots more words are coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her favorite things to do are puzzles - especially animal puzzles - and read books!  She also LOVES to wear other people's shoes.  She is always walking around in either my flip flops or a pair of Addy's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had her first vaccination today - the Hib shot.  Handled it like a champ and I'll probably take her back in a couple months to get another one.  Ideally I'd like her to be caught up by the time she's 3 1/2 in case I put her in preschool.  If not, I'll catch her up when she's 4.  I just wanted her to be past this 18 month mark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-1062708659577911835?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/1062708659577911835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=1062708659577911835' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1062708659577911835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1062708659577911835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/09/morgan-at-18-months.html' title='Morgan at 18 months'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SMpdQBTdIbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/bzIaaMzjhjk/s72-c/IMG_1138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-5802503900970882959</id><published>2008-08-08T09:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T09:21:00.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Addy's first day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Addy's first day of kindergarten was a success.  Although I asked her if anyone in her class cried and she said "no, only me".  Figures!  Apparently she spilled her milk at lunch. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here she is with her new backpack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJxDznVLzyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rp23rHXZe4A/s1600-h/addy+with+her+backpack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232131421107900194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJxDznVLzyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rp23rHXZe4A/s320/addy+with+her+backpack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitch walked her in to school (I had a sleeping Riley and Morgan in the car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJxDz-xCd0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/XuCaB7OQOq4/s1600-h/dad+walks+her+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232131427398743874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJxDz-xCd0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/XuCaB7OQOq4/s320/dad+walks+her+in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She has been so excited to ride on a school bus for so long.  I was going to pick her up her first day but she wanted to ride the bus so I figured why not.  She's the first one on (6:20!) and the last one off but she loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJxD0OhEeyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lK8K45H3lTA/s1600-h/addy+getting+off+the+bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232131431626734370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJxD0OhEeyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lK8K45H3lTA/s320/addy+getting+off+the+bus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6861667014508938334-5802503900970882959?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/5802503900970882959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=5802503900970882959' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5802503900970882959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5802503900970882959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/08/addys-first-day.html' title='Addy&apos;s first day'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJxDznVLzyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rp23rHXZe4A/s72-c/addy+with+her+backpack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-4471024398021188845</id><published>2008-07-31T16:54:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:33:15.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>trip highlights</title><content type='html'>We are back! That drive is long.  And sleeping in a hotel that has 2 double beds for 5 people is not fun. Especially when one person does not sleep so well. But anyway, we made it back home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The computer at my parent's house is slow and I didn't feel like doing a bunch of individual posts so I'll just do one big one now that I'm home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is one of the big reasons I love going up to my parent's house.  It is as peaceful as it looks in this picture.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIqGgdlZSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/t1aoiYF9KH4/s1600-h/IMG_1038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229288408612168994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIqGgdlZSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/t1aoiYF9KH4/s320/IMG_1038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lake level was LOW this year and they had lots of beach so we made a campfire and roasted marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIqHHEFy1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/hKXfJBu-xOY/s1600-h/IMG_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229288418974223186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIqHHEFy1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/hKXfJBu-xOY/s320/IMG_1046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIqHSW5etI/AAAAAAAAAOM/V1tHDY7i-xU/s1600-h/IMG_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229288422005897938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIqHSW5etI/AAAAAAAAAOM/V1tHDY7i-xU/s320/IMG_1045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the wildlife park one day and all thought this turtle was fake until it moved.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpq6OUdpI/AAAAAAAAANc/zcQdWySqkis/s1600-h/IMG_1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287934491129490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpq6OUdpI/AAAAAAAAANc/zcQdWySqkis/s320/IMG_1053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty peacock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIprAMqjXI/AAAAAAAAANk/-jKz2zwPDsU/s1600-h/IMG_1060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287936094801266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIprAMqjXI/AAAAAAAAANk/-jKz2zwPDsU/s320/IMG_1060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitch and Addy fed the bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIptKfdcTI/AAAAAAAAANs/DTlnGTEr9uo/s1600-h/IMG_1074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287973217726770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIptKfdcTI/AAAAAAAAANs/DTlnGTEr9uo/s320/IMG_1074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I used to love buffalo and I have no idea why.  They are so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpthnleLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/grEVxGQJkPI/s1600-h/IMG_1065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287979425822898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpthnleLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/grEVxGQJkPI/s320/IMG_1065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a nest of bald eagles on my parents lake so I took the camera out there but of course they flew away when I got close so here is the nest.  :)&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpBDQ54kI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4Z_-vWItzZY/s1600-h/IMG_1080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287215363383874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpBDQ54kI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4Z_-vWItzZY/s320/IMG_1080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Addy fished with her new Barbie pole, but didn't catch anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpBc6H8QI/AAAAAAAAANE/fOMBpe2ftRs/s1600-h/IMG_1079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287222247158018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpBc6H8QI/AAAAAAAAANE/fOMBpe2ftRs/s320/IMG_1079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents house isn't the easiest for Riley to walk in but she sure did have fun walking outside when we went to town one day.  She needed a little help stepping over the cracks in the sidewalk though.  For some reason she stopped at every one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpB5YWaBI/AAAAAAAAANM/vdkYEiZ9Ow4/s1600-h/IMG_1088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287229890127890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpB5YWaBI/AAAAAAAAANM/vdkYEiZ9Ow4/s320/IMG_1088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Addy enjoyed her big bag of candy from Dan's Minocqua Fudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpCVYoq_I/AAAAAAAAANU/S823j1wDtDo/s1600-h/IMG_1089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287237407517682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIpCVYoq_I/AAAAAAAAANU/S823j1wDtDo/s320/IMG_1089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addy went to Vacation  Bible School at my old church.  Here she is showing off her butterfly mask she made with silly Uncle Bryan&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIoLE0pe3I/AAAAAAAAAMc/eiDWQZnoD4w/s1600-h/IMG_1092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229286288068803442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIoLE0pe3I/AAAAAAAAAMc/eiDWQZnoD4w/s320/IMG_1092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sadie had fun jumping in the water after tennis balls, as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIoLjYVQGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2_gMnEKdJHA/s1600-h/IMG_1100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229286296271536226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIoLjYVQGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2_gMnEKdJHA/s320/IMG_1100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eventually we all made it into the water but Addy was the only one who swam every day.  The weather just hasn't been hot enough to warm up the water this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIoL3Qnq5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/Tpe6lYpFyMI/s1600-h/IMG_1105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229286301607898002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIoL3Qnq5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/Tpe6lYpFyMI/s320/IMG_1105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last couple days were spent at Mitch's parents house with all the cousins.  Unfortunately I didn't get any pictures of them all playing together!  I got the camera out once but Addy was too busy pouting about not being able to take off her lifejacket in the water so I only took this one lonely picture of Morgan in the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIoMVxKdZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/aDz1fqqJdH8/s1600-h/IMG_1108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229286309797459346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIoMVxKdZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/aDz1fqqJdH8/s320/IMG_1108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip was shorter than usual this year but it was hard since we had just moved.  Hopefully next summer we'll be able to spend our usual 3 or so weeks up North!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-4471024398021188845?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/4471024398021188845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=4471024398021188845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/4471024398021188845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/4471024398021188845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/07/trip-highlights.html' title='trip highlights'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SJIqGgdlZSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/t1aoiYF9KH4/s72-c/IMG_1038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-8831221090959542075</id><published>2008-07-22T12:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:46:19.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a picture of me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SIYOqFKDmlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_W0g2WS_6KE/s1600-h/img_1049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225880533711690322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SIYOqFKDmlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_W0g2WS_6KE/s320/img_1049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my hair cut this morning. I think I'm going to like it! I couldn't find a "before" picture but she probably cut about 5 inches off and majorly thinned it out. I think it'll be much nicer to deal with in the Mississippi heat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-8831221090959542075?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/8831221090959542075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=8831221090959542075' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/8831221090959542075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/8831221090959542075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/07/picture-of-me.html' title='a picture of me!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SIYOqFKDmlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_W0g2WS_6KE/s72-c/img_1049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-6274326811629605459</id><published>2008-07-16T10:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:27:11.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my little swimmer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SH4Du2eAvJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OynUZG0oqq8/s1600-h/Addy+after+her+lesson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223616721226611858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SH4Du2eAvJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OynUZG0oqq8/s320/Addy+after+her+lesson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addy started her first round of swimming lessons ever last week. I can not get over how good she's doing! Here was the girl that would never step foot in the water without her floaty, and who was too scared to put her face in the water to blow bubbles just 2 weeks ago. She's now jumping into the water and swimming back to the wall all by herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of her!  One thing having a child with disabilities has taught me is to really appreciate my kids' accomplishments.  I got teary eyed watching her swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is sort of hard to see but she's the girl on the left with her face in the water swimming to her instructor. Yesterday she swam almost the entire width of the pool with no help. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SH4DvOA62vI/AAAAAAAAAME/PozE8CCVRH0/s1600-h/Addy+swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223616727547042546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SH4DvOA62vI/AAAAAAAAAME/PozE8CCVRH0/s320/Addy+swimming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of the lesson the kids are encouraged to go down the waterslides. Last week Addy wouldn't even attempt it. Monday she went down for the first time, after a little hesitation and last night she went right down and didn't even need her instructor to catch her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SH4DvcCB45I/AAAAAAAAAMM/SYAulRcUI-I/s1600-h/slides.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223616731309794194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SH4DvcCB45I/AAAAAAAAAMM/SYAulRcUI-I/s320/slides.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll finish up this week of lessons and then do 2 more weeks after we get back from vacation.  Maybe next summer we'll get to go to Noah's Ark in Wisconsin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-6274326811629605459?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/6274326811629605459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=6274326811629605459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6274326811629605459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6274326811629605459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-little-swimmer.html' title='my little swimmer'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SH4Du2eAvJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OynUZG0oqq8/s72-c/Addy+after+her+lesson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-2164865489421065341</id><published>2008-07-08T15:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:20:22.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SHPFG7trZZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AHJEdTZrTLw/s1600-h/IMG_1020_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220733115951703442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SHPFG7trZZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AHJEdTZrTLw/s320/IMG_1020_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is 16 months old now so I think she deserves a post about her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;she has curly brown hair - different from her blonde sisters!  Looking back I realize that Addy's hair was quite curly at this age too, but she was definitely blonde. Riley too, although Riley had straight hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She says "ball" for sure.  Just in the last week or two she started saying "hi", "bye-bye" (with a wave) and "uh oh" appropriately.  She's been saying hi and bye-bye for a while but often not when she's "supposed" to.  She also says "mama" and "dada" but it doesn't always seem like the words are directed at us.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;while she doesn't say their names yet if you ask her where Addy, Riley or Sadie are she'll look towards them so we know she understands at least.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when she wants food it's "mooo?" like she's saying more.  She is getting better about food, I'd say within the last 3 weeks really.  She pretty much went from eating almost nothing, maybe a taste of yogurt here, a lick of ice cream there, to eating lots of cereal and especially Pirate's Booty in a sitting.  She even eats ham!  And we almost have to give her her own bowl of ice cream now.  :)  Still not drinking anything but mama's milk but hopefully that'll come.   Once in a while she takes sips of water.  Oh and she loves shredded cheese!  My Wisconsin roots coming out in her.  :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she loves carrying a purse and pretends to talk on the phone all the time which is so cute!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she started walking at 11 months (or was it 10?  poor 3rd child).  I think she was standing on her own at 10 months, walking closer to 11.  Anyway, she now runs, jumps (sometimes off the couch, oops) climbs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She just got her 9th tooth!  She's had the same 8 for months so she was due.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her sleeping is hiddeous, especially lately.  Maybe more teeth are on the way.  She still sleeps with mom and dad. One of these days we'll get her in the crib.  She screams bloody murder when I put her in it for naps so I figure I'll work on those first.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is an absolute joy and makes me laugh constantly.  Even when she sprawls herself on the floor and throws one of her many temper tantrums.  I just can't imagine life without her!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of me wishes she'd stay this age forever and part of me wishes she'd just hurry the next 2-3 months along.  This is about the age Riley started turning into herself and regressing.  We didn't really notice it until she was about 18 months so I figure once Morgan passes that mark I'll stop watching her so closely all the time.  I know I could get her tested and know but I really don't want to wonder if that phone call is coming, or if the letter from the genetics department is in the mail.  Plus I think it would be worse for me to watch her grow and develop only to know it'll be taken away.  I just want to enjoy her.  And I do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-2164865489421065341?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/2164865489421065341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=2164865489421065341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2164865489421065341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2164865489421065341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/07/morgan.html' title='Morgan'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SHPFG7trZZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AHJEdTZrTLw/s72-c/IMG_1020_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-4567481030036428514</id><published>2008-06-26T17:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:05:09.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>curtain pictures</title><content type='html'>I love Pottery Barn Kids but can't handle their prices on most things. I bought sheers from PBK (actually ebay) for all the girls rooms but made the actual curtains and I think they turned out pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are Riley's - I also made covers for the couch pillows since we slipcovered the couch.  These were the only curtains I made out of actual fabric - pink with green polka dots that go perfectly with her wall color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQWW9tgeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RUNIqOe2t4s/s1600-h/IMG_0942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216312244709458402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQWW9tgeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RUNIqOe2t4s/s320/IMG_0942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morgan's curtains I had intended for Addy's room until Addy informed me she didn't want polka dots.  They are bright pink with white dots.  I made them out of a set of sheets from Target.  Love Target!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQWli_yFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dOU2II_vgRU/s1600-h/IMG_0948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216312248623941714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQWli_yFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dOU2II_vgRU/s320/IMG_0948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQXGRgb5I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/677MosIcQto/s1600-h/IMG_0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216312257408954258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQXGRgb5I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/677MosIcQto/s320/IMG_0949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Addy's were also made out of a set of sheets from Target.  She picked out the color though.  She wanted brighter pink with no polka dots - and she got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQXfLTesI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ktFJ_Uz4QYI/s1600-h/IMG_0953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216312264093825730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQXfLTesI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ktFJ_Uz4QYI/s320/IMG_0953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not curtains but a great addition to any screened porch:  the Barbie Playhouse!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQXpj_beI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UDejsmgskYo/s1600-h/IMG_0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216312266881723874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQXpj_beI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UDejsmgskYo/s320/IMG_0951.jpg" 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/6861667014508938334-4567481030036428514?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/4567481030036428514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=4567481030036428514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/4567481030036428514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/4567481030036428514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/06/curtain-pictures.html' title='curtain pictures'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SGQQWW9tgeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RUNIqOe2t4s/s72-c/IMG_0942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-6241660290388211696</id><published>2008-06-23T15:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:28:32.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fun at the boat landing</title><content type='html'>Just so it doesn't look like it was all work and no play for the last week - we did take the girls down to the boat landing last night. It's right in our backyard so it's pretty easy to do. One of these days we'll make it all the way down to the actual beach on the lake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_4qH2lLwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WPKGWsaUEBA/s1600-h/IMG_0910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215160296064495362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_4qH2lLwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WPKGWsaUEBA/s320/IMG_0910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_4qbCnY2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/YwuBf1OGYSw/s1600-h/IMG_0926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215160301215245154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_4qbCnY2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/YwuBf1OGYSw/s320/IMG_0926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Sadie wanted to go in the water so bad - but we didn't want her to be all wet so late in the day.  She's snuck in on her own a few times already though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_4qg0DKpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QRSUMRolJdU/s1600-h/IMG_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215160302764763794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_4qg0DKpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QRSUMRolJdU/s320/IMG_0921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Addy is the only one who actually went in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_4F3QbfeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/I8NpFLYPYm4/s1600-h/IMG_0919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215159673134218722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_4F3QbfeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/I8NpFLYPYm4/s320/IMG_0919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-6241660290388211696?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/6241660290388211696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=6241660290388211696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6241660290388211696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6241660290388211696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-at-boat-landing.html' title='fun at the boat landing'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_4qH2lLwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WPKGWsaUEBA/s72-c/IMG_0910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-2072996072080525285</id><published>2008-06-23T15:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:20:19.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mississippi Girls</title><content type='html'>I find myself singing that Faith Hill song a lot lately. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this (in Georgia):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_19RgWVnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TfHJ_K_Kv2k/s1600-h/IMG_0887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215157326538233458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_19RgWVnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TfHJ_K_Kv2k/s320/IMG_0887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_19tE9QNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zt-mc2ezmYg/s1600-h/IMG_0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215157333939536082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_19tE9QNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zt-mc2ezmYg/s320/IMG_0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_19y8QkXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/EO9xeTLC1eg/s1600-h/IMG_0889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215157335513665906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_19y8QkXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/EO9xeTLC1eg/s320/IMG_0889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have taken pictures of all the boxes we had in here but I'm pretty proud of how much we got done in one week! We did have my in-laws here to help though, otherwise I'm sure we'd still be living out of boxes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave a couple pieces of furniture away before we moved (love Freecycle!) and amazingly everything else fits pretty well.  I'm not too sold on the king-sized bed in Morgan's room but it works for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I LOVE my new cooktop and double ovens.  I didn't think I'd like gas again but this one is so much better than the one we had in Minneapolis.  And the ovens have pretty blue on the inside and the ding is so cute.  :)&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_1-VITp3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/VDYW2Zg26BA/s1600-h/IMG_0894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215157344691005298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_1-VITp3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/VDYW2Zg26BA/s320/IMG_0894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The screened in porch is probably the best thing we had them add to the house before we moved in.  It's so great to sit outside and not have bugs fly all around us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_1-nJ27hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/h-YsmB1u5xE/s1600-h/IMG_0896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215157349529349650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_1-nJ27hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/h-YsmB1u5xE/s320/IMG_0896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-2072996072080525285?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/2072996072080525285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=2072996072080525285' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2072996072080525285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2072996072080525285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/06/mississippi-girls.html' title='Mississippi Girls'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SF_19RgWVnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TfHJ_K_Kv2k/s72-c/IMG_0887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-3126258143891137436</id><published>2008-06-03T09:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:13:07.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mississippi again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SEVBoRqCoeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Vy6pqpV8DMk/s1600-h/mississippi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207640704314155490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SEVBoRqCoeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Vy6pqpV8DMk/s320/mississippi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After driving through some pretty nasty thunderstorms on Sunday we are back in Mississippi again.  Mitch came home to Georgia last weekend and we packed up anything we wanted to take that the movers wouldn't pack and brought it here.  We close on our house next Tuesday, and I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the plan is for Mitch's parents to come here on Saturday and then Sunday Morgan and I will go back to Georgia to be there when the movers pack up our house.  Then we'll come back Wednesday and move into our new house either Wednesday or Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw the house yesterday for the first time since April.  I'm a little more nervous about how we're going to fit all our stuff in it.  Might have to Craigslist a few things...  It's harder now that we won't have a basement for storage, plus the garage is a lot smaller than our current garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also - it's HOT here!  Addy is going to Vacation Bible School this week and I think I'll try to walk with Morgan after we drop her off, otherwise it's too hot.  Going to Wisconsin next month will be a nice relief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-3126258143891137436?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/3126258143891137436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=3126258143891137436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/3126258143891137436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/3126258143891137436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/06/mississippi-again.html' title='Mississippi again'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SEVBoRqCoeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Vy6pqpV8DMk/s72-c/mississippi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-1236494486092884637</id><published>2008-05-19T09:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:20:13.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Addy graduated from preschool last Friday!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9wNI4eQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n0d4s3GjSNY/s1600-h/IMG_0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077311703742722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9wNI4eQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n0d4s3GjSNY/s320/IMG_0803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With her teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9xNI4eRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gMpyhDf5iMg/s1600-h/IMG_0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077328883611922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9xNI4eRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gMpyhDf5iMg/s320/IMG_0805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9xdI4eSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Rx4_LvsBFJQ/s1600-h/IMG_0819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077333178579234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9xdI4eSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Rx4_LvsBFJQ/s320/IMG_0819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singing the cutest little song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9x9I4eTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/yW7ojjAn7bA/s1600-h/IMG_0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077341768513842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9x9I4eTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/yW7ojjAn7bA/s320/IMG_0817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was so excited to get roses from mom and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9ydI4eUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jFyFyBOv2Jk/s1600-h/IMG_0827_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077350358448450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9ydI4eUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jFyFyBOv2Jk/s320/IMG_0827_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-1236494486092884637?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/1236494486092884637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=1236494486092884637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1236494486092884637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1236494486092884637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduate.html' title='The Graduate'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SDF9wNI4eQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n0d4s3GjSNY/s72-c/IMG_0803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-5092535964144734350</id><published>2008-04-25T09:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:06:52.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we have a house</title><content type='html'>We finally agreed on an offer with the builder and we have a house in Mississippi! I'm not sure when we actually close, probably toward the end of May. But something to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part is that it's pretty much all one level.  Four bedrooms on the main floor and then one bedroom and bathroom upstairs and that's it.  No basement, no more going up and down stairs carrying 2 kids 10 times a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch's favorite part is that it's right next to the boat landing.  There's a lake in the subdivision which is nice!  There's also a pool, tennis courts and a golf course.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHjOGH4rpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7fn6l2r0TDk/s1600-h/100_4508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193181676636253842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHjOGH4rpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7fn6l2r0TDk/s320/100_4508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kitchen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not super excited about the way they did the cabinets (or the light fixtures above the island) but we're having them change some to make them more useable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhkWH4rkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hJ0EvVAHJzE/s1600-h/100_4501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193179859865087554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhkWH4rkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hJ0EvVAHJzE/s320/100_4501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; little butler's pantry between kitchen and dining room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhlGH4rlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lvu2pSua9iU/s1600-h/100_4504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193179872749989458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhlGH4rlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lvu2pSua9iU/s320/100_4504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fireplace in the keeping room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhlWH4rmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5CBPaOSDNNY/s1600-h/100_4499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193179877044956770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhlWH4rmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5CBPaOSDNNY/s320/100_4499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fireplace in the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhl2H4rnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nyvVdoIcxis/s1600-h/100_4507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193179885634891378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhl2H4rnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nyvVdoIcxis/s320/100_4507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Backyard - not huge but big enough for our playset!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhmWH4roI/AAAAAAAAAG8/i1SkWY0Vqgo/s1600-h/100_4509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193179894224825986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHhmWH4roI/AAAAAAAAAG8/i1SkWY0Vqgo/s320/100_4509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The front isn't all that exciting, it's one of the downsides. But we figured if we want a "perfect" house we'd have to build again and neither of us really wanted to live in an apartment for a year or so. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHgRWH4rjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/G_qwGSx0TAM/s1600-h/100_4510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193178433935945266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHgRWH4rjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/G_qwGSx0TAM/s320/100_4510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-5092535964144734350?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/5092535964144734350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=5092535964144734350' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5092535964144734350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5092535964144734350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-have-house.html' title='we have a house'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/SBHjOGH4rpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7fn6l2r0TDk/s72-c/100_4508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-4455266314212264251</id><published>2008-04-21T14:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:31:53.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a bad blogger</title><content type='html'>Being home alone with three kids will do that to me though!  We are in Georgia now and while I don't necessarily like being on my own 24/7 I do like having places to go like Addy's school to break up the day.  Plus I have a college girl coming over a few nights a week so that helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 kids are sick right now which SUCKS but we're on the mend, I think.  Mitch comes home this weekend and then my parents will be in Tennessee the following weekend so either I can go there or my mom can come here.  They sold their TN house so they're having a garage sale May 9 and I'll likely join in, then Addy graduates preschool May 16 and after that we can go to MS for good.  I placed what I hope is my last online order at Old Navy today, and after that I can shop in the actual store.  Woo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put an offer on a house in MS, they counter-offered, and now we're counter-offering again.  It's so tempting to build again to get exactly what we want but I really don't want to live in an apartment for a year again.  I want a house this summer so I can plant flowers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-4455266314212264251?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/4455266314212264251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=4455266314212264251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/4455266314212264251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/4455266314212264251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-bad-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m a bad blogger'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-5090937378591903246</id><published>2008-04-10T09:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T09:53:58.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mississippi</title><content type='html'>We are here!  The plan is to go back to Georgia Monday but we'll see.  We got an offer on our house that I'm sure we'll take, we should decide on which school district we want to be in this week so now all we need to do is find a house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights from our visit so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got caught in a tornado&lt;/strong&gt; my first!  I've been close to funnel clouds before but never an actual tornado.  I had taken the girls to Walmart, of all places, and all of a sudden the power went out and they were yelling for all the customers to get to the back of the store.  Addy was pretty freaked out and now is always wanting to see what the weather is supposed to be like but otherwise we survived.  It's probably a good thing we were at Walmart because two of the cars parked where I'd park at the apartment building had their windows blown out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looked at houses&lt;/strong&gt; and I think we need to tone it down.  We probably started out looking at the more expensive houses and it's hard to go back but I think we need to.  plus this apartment is probably 5000 square feet less than our house in Blairsville and I have to say it's kind of nice not to feel so spread out.  I'd like another bedroom, a bigger master bedroom and bath and a bigger kitchen but otherwise I like being in a smaller, more cozy place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;found a babysitter&lt;/strong&gt; or two!  We had one girl come watch the girls the other night while Mitch, Jessica and I went out to dinner - it was so nice!  She wants to use us as her work study next semester so she'd come help with the girls for at least 2 hours every day which would  be sweet!  And another girl we found has worked with special needs kids before and seems like she'd be a great mother's helper this summer and possibly beyond.  I just need to check a couple of her references but I talked to one and heard nothing but good things.  Yay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looked at schools&lt;/strong&gt; and we'll look at one more tomorrow.  Right now we're concentrating on finding a good preschool program for Riley.  I also checked out a private school for Addy and will probably schedule a tour there.  Otherwise I've heard good things about the public schools in the two counties we're looking at houses in.  But it's nice to have options!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Target!&lt;/strong&gt;  I went there, bought a few things, and got back to the apartment within a half hour yesterday.  Amazing!  It takes an hour and a half just to get to a Target where we live in Georgia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starbucks!&lt;/strong&gt;  I'll probably settle down after we get a house and I have my cappuccino machine here but for now I'm enjoying my daily dose.&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/6861667014508938334-5090937378591903246?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/5090937378591903246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=5090937378591903246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5090937378591903246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5090937378591903246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/04/mississippi.html' title='Mississippi'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-6776593255829004292</id><published>2008-04-02T12:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T12:49:00.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow's forecast</title><content type='html'>Blairsville, Georgia:  high of 52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson, Mississippi:  high of 82&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-6776593255829004292?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/6776593255829004292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=6776593255829004292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6776593255829004292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/6776593255829004292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/04/tomorrows-forecast.html' title='tomorrow&apos;s forecast'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-1286640052873624565</id><published>2008-03-25T20:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:46:53.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>boring moving stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We are moving.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get this through my head and get more excited about it!  I think I'll be more excited once we find a house.  According to Mitch I'm not going to like the apartment he's got and knowing how much I hated living in our rental house last year waiting for our house to be built we need to find a house soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are we moving?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question was asked in Riley's blog but I'll answer it here.  It does mostly have to do with Riley - we live in a small town with not-so-good services for special needs kids.  Our OT comes from the school system and has told me I should jump at the chance to leave.  Our therapist who has a 3 year old son with autism said she would pack her bags tomorrow if she had an opportunity like mine.&lt;br /&gt;Mississippi probably isn't our first choice or anything but a job came up that Mitch liked and they offered to buy our house so we took it.  There's no way we could afford to buy a new house or pay rent along with therapy and our current house payment.  We're moving to a bigger city that seems to know what they're doing as far as special needs kids so hopefully we  made the right decision.  There's an autism school in Jackson we were trying to get Riley into but with her new diagnosis I'm not sure that's the right place for her.  I still think the schools there are better than the schools here.&lt;br /&gt;Plus!  The nearest Target here is an hour and a half away.  The nearest Starbucks is 45 minutes away.  I am excited to be around civilization again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So anyway!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (me and the kids) leave next Thursday to spend a week and a half in Jackson and lucky for me my awesome friend Jessica is meeting us there!  We'll look for houses, look at schools and look at private therapy options.  Hopefully after that we'll know what we're doing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-1286640052873624565?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/1286640052873624565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=1286640052873624565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1286640052873624565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1286640052873624565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/03/boring-moving-stuff.html' title='boring moving stuff'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-7036478469703436407</id><published>2008-03-24T16:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:11:20.848-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (belated) Easter!!</title><content type='html'>After we got back from church we discovered the Easter Bunny had made a visit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Addy starts following the trail&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWPSYWZiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E-OVmjt5n4Q/s1600-h/IMG_0600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181415823177573922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWPSYWZiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E-OVmjt5n4Q/s320/IMG_0600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley helps follow the jellybeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWPyYWZjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s486Dp3nHqw/s1600-h/IMG_0602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181415831767508530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWPyYWZjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s486Dp3nHqw/s320/IMG_0602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A bonus picture of me since Morgan slept through the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWQCYWZkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6f7dwB-Ki1s/s1600-h/IMG_0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181415836062475842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWQCYWZkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6f7dwB-Ki1s/s320/IMG_0603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We found the baskets in the Barbie playhouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWQSYWZlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qU_fjl96zVY/s1600-h/IMG_0611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181415840357443154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWQSYWZlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qU_fjl96zVY/s320/IMG_0611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Easter says Bunny Riley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWQyYWZmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lVV7ADXYSUw/s1600-h/IMG_0622_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181415848947377762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWQyYWZmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lVV7ADXYSUw/s320/IMG_0622_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to hunt for eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gUJCYWZdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nL4HpN9brMc/s1600-h/IMG_0643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181413516780135890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gUJCYWZdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nL4HpN9brMc/s320/IMG_0643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morgan had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gULSYWZeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/zR97nd8J4Rw/s1600-h/IMG_0632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181413555434841570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gULSYWZeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/zR97nd8J4Rw/s320/IMG_0632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riley is so cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gUMCYWZfI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wPhjePU-sb8/s1600-h/IMG_0642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181413568319743474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gUMCYWZfI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wPhjePU-sb8/s320/IMG_0642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morgan found an egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gUNCYWZgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gFOB_Z8uzVg/s1600-h/IMG_0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181413585499612674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gUNCYWZgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gFOB_Z8uzVg/s320/IMG_0644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Addy and her friend Madison got the high ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gUQCYWZhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yUf4gAQz2OY/s1600-h/IMG_0638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181413637039220242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gUQCYWZhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yUf4gAQz2OY/s320/IMG_0638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6861667014508938334-7036478469703436407?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/7036478469703436407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=7036478469703436407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7036478469703436407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7036478469703436407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-belated-easter.html' title='Happy (belated) Easter!!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R-gWPSYWZiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E-OVmjt5n4Q/s72-c/IMG_0600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-2897391655748845551</id><published>2008-03-12T19:20:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:43:39.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chattanooga Choo-Choo!</title><content type='html'>We decided to ditch therapy yesterday and go to Chattanooga!  First we went to the Children's Museum then to the Aquarium and then out to dinner at Mellow Mushroom.  It was a much needed break for all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riley had fun knocking over the blocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1PCLxmII/AAAAAAAAAEc/rN8OdGsE69U/s1600-h/IMG_0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177016672807131266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1PCLxmII/AAAAAAAAAEc/rN8OdGsE69U/s320/IMG_0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morgan had fun putting small pieces in her mouth (oops!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1PyLxmJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Dac4e9gywB4/s1600-h/IMG_0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177016685692033170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1PyLxmJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Dac4e9gywB4/s320/IMG_0512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Addy had fun digging up dinosaur bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1QSLxmKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mz9HQK56MvI/s1600-h/IMG_0535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177016694281967778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1QSLxmKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mz9HQK56MvI/s320/IMG_0535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Butterfly garden at the aquarium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1QyLxmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zg-yY98xbNs/s1600-h/IMG_0548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177016702871902386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1QyLxmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zg-yY98xbNs/s320/IMG_0548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1RSLxmMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j4Pyhf7n2kg/s1600-h/IMG_0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177016711461836994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1RSLxmMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j4Pyhf7n2kg/s320/IMG_0547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The penguins were so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzciLxmDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zo3MPe6RMlc/s1600-h/IMG_0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177014705712109618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzciLxmDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zo3MPe6RMlc/s320/IMG_0555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw a giant sea turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzdiLxmEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rlWn_peh3_M/s1600-h/IMG_0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177014722891978818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzdiLxmEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rlWn_peh3_M/s320/IMG_0575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And sharks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzeCLxmFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/p9OmtKZ0f38/s1600-h/IMG_0579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177014731481913426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzeCLxmFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/p9OmtKZ0f38/s320/IMG_0579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting in a cave, under the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzeiLxmGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Am0TWkbtl2s/s1600-h/IMG_0580_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177014740071848034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzeiLxmGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Am0TWkbtl2s/s320/IMG_0580_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a miracle!  Morgan eats a goldfish cracker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzeyLxmHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MXKlZzXtacg/s1600-h/IMG_0587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177014744366815346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hzeyLxmHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MXKlZzXtacg/s320/IMG_0587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-2897391655748845551?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/2897391655748845551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=2897391655748845551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2897391655748845551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2897391655748845551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/03/chattanooga-choo-choo.html' title='Chattanooga Choo-Choo!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9h1PCLxmII/AAAAAAAAAEc/rN8OdGsE69U/s72-c/IMG_0527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-7177490551990396894</id><published>2008-03-12T19:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T19:20:03.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>post cake pictures?</title><content type='html'>About the same as the pre-cake pictures.  Morgan won't eat, not even her cake!  She got a little encouragement and help from Addy and some other guests but she still wouldn't dig in.  Oh well, it was easy to clean her up afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hjVCLxlxI/AAAAAAAAABk/cdIc35QF58Q/s1600-h/IMG_0450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176996984677046034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hjVCLxlxI/AAAAAAAAABk/cdIc35QF58Q/s320/IMG_0450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hjXCLxlyI/AAAAAAAAABs/vHe-7vIWRPY/s1600-h/IMG_0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176997019036784418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hjXCLxlyI/AAAAAAAAABs/vHe-7vIWRPY/s320/IMG_0451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty sure Addy made this little mess, Morgan's hands were too clean! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hjXiLxlzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MTpFO7FzMKA/s1600-h/IMG_0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176997027626719026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hjXiLxlzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MTpFO7FzMKA/s320/IMG_0468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe she just wanted to be done with the cake and get to the good part - presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hjbCLxl0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/QDWtnFX27mE/s1600-h/IMG_0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176997087756261186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hjbCLxl0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/QDWtnFX27mE/s320/IMG_0471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan had a very good first birthday - we just invited over a few neighbors over but even with just 3 other families there were 14 kids age 10 and under and 8 adults so it was enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-7177490551990396894?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/7177490551990396894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=7177490551990396894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7177490551990396894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7177490551990396894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-cake-pictures.html' title='post cake pictures?'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9hjVCLxlxI/AAAAAAAAABk/cdIc35QF58Q/s72-c/IMG_0450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-7011735048062452211</id><published>2008-03-08T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:00:37.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who is one today!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9NSqCLxlwI/AAAAAAAAABc/LAsLe2EdE70/s1600-h/IMG_0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175571278873073410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9NSqCLxlwI/AAAAAAAAABc/LAsLe2EdE70/s320/IMG_0441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired.  I'll have to do the full birthday recap another time!&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/6861667014508938334-7011735048062452211?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/7011735048062452211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=7011735048062452211' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7011735048062452211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7011735048062452211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/03/guess-who-is-one-today.html' title='Guess who is one today!!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R9NSqCLxlwI/AAAAAAAAABc/LAsLe2EdE70/s72-c/IMG_0441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-5131046080267201822</id><published>2008-03-05T21:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:45:55.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>look what the dog brought home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R89Z5g_Cc9I/AAAAAAAAABU/hPvveqWd_3I/s1600-h/IMG_0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174453341513741266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R89Z5g_Cc9I/AAAAAAAAABU/hPvveqWd_3I/s320/IMG_0392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't even want to know which neighbor this came from!&lt;br /&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/6861667014508938334-5131046080267201822?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/5131046080267201822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=5131046080267201822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5131046080267201822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/5131046080267201822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-what-dog-brought-home.html' title='look what the dog brought home'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R89Z5g_Cc9I/AAAAAAAAABU/hPvveqWd_3I/s72-c/IMG_0392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-2362424357126306811</id><published>2008-03-05T10:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T10:48:11.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>breakfast time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Riley is not very enthused.  She says stop taking pictures and feed me already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R87ASg_Cc8I/AAAAAAAAABM/C6IWPMgCsJg/s1600-h/IMG_0355_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174284446219793346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R87ASg_Cc8I/AAAAAAAAABM/C6IWPMgCsJg/s320/IMG_0355_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Can you tell Addy loves Barbie? And sugar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R86_9w_Cc6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/bX5L3xyCtYg/s1600-h/IMG_0354_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174284089737507746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R86_9w_Cc6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/bX5L3xyCtYg/s320/IMG_0354_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R86_-Q_Cc7I/AAAAAAAAABE/rB1eq958fNQ/s1600-h/IMG_0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-2362424357126306811?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/2362424357126306811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=2362424357126306811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2362424357126306811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/2362424357126306811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/03/breakfast-time.html' title='breakfast time!'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R87ASg_Cc8I/AAAAAAAAABM/C6IWPMgCsJg/s72-c/IMG_0355_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-7200218319082294820</id><published>2008-03-04T22:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:25:12.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my budding artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morgan loves to draw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84SXg_Cc5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/v-0J8GA4xlw/s1600-h/IMG_0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174093217095906194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84SXg_Cc5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/v-0J8GA4xlw/s320/IMG_0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The artist at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84SBQ_Cc4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/RdMgX9sm19A/s1600-h/IMG_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174092834843816834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84SBQ_Cc4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/RdMgX9sm19A/s320/IMG_0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have to stomp on it a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84Rjw_Cc3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3XVbIvhlfHM/s1600-h/IMG_0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174092328037675890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84Rjw_Cc3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3XVbIvhlfHM/s320/IMG_0340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84RMg_Cc2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZmEZi9Xxc9E/s1600-h/IMG_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174091928605717346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84RMg_Cc2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZmEZi9Xxc9E/s320/IMG_0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The masterpiece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84QkA_Cc1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D23W_3TLlh0/s1600-h/IMG_0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174091232821015378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84QkA_Cc1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D23W_3TLlh0/s320/IMG_0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6861667014508938334-7200218319082294820?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/7200218319082294820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=7200218319082294820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7200218319082294820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/7200218319082294820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-budding-artist.html' title='my budding artist'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R84SXg_Cc5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/v-0J8GA4xlw/s72-c/IMG_0329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-1085525009966034786</id><published>2008-02-29T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:41:35.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R8jQKoCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gkd7dj3QgcI/s1600-h/IMG_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172613053000252242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R8jQKoCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gkd7dj3QgcI/s320/IMG_0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;just trying to figure this out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-1085525009966034786?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/1085525009966034786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=1085525009966034786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1085525009966034786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/1085525009966034786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-trying-to-figure-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_07SH2Ei3ltU/R8jQKoCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gkd7dj3QgcI/s72-c/IMG_0275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861667014508938334.post-3579544927933914773</id><published>2008-02-29T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:21:16.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Track</title><content type='html'>I don't do a very good job of keeping track of what we're all up to and since I sit at the computer most of the day anyway I figured I might as well start a blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to figure out how to use this thing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861667014508938334-3579544927933914773?l=bgirlies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/feeds/3579544927933914773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6861667014508938334&amp;postID=3579544927933914773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/3579544927933914773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861667014508938334/posts/default/3579544927933914773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bgirlies.blogspot.com/2008/02/keeping-track.html' title='Keeping Track'/><author><name>The B Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604668610956054309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
