<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775</id><updated>2008-07-26T11:31:37.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom Blog</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/ablog.htm'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>701</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-2083141571946603278</id><published>2008-07-24T04:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:33:13.143-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet addiction'/><title type='text'>What You Do When Your Internet Is Down</title><summary type='text'>Or rather, what I do…

#1 You tweet to yourself. In your mind. And you @ yourself. Absurd, I know but it keeps the jitters at bay.

#2 You call tech support 5 million times only to hear “we’re working on it” Working on what exactly? Our connection hasn’t worked right since we purchased it 2 months ago. IMC sucks!

#3 You start to freak out.

#4 Now that you have so much time on your hands, you </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/07/what-you-do-when-your-internet-is-down.html' title='What You Do When Your Internet Is Down'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=2083141571946603278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2083141571946603278'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2083141571946603278'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-2468146345276427981</id><published>2008-07-20T17:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:54:53.321-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PG Pampers mommy blogger event'/><title type='text'>Finally I Get To Meet Mom Bloggers Via Pampers</title><summary type='text'>I’ve been blogging for nearly 4 ½ years now, and after all this time I’ve yet to meet any mommy bloggers in real life due to finances and/or timing.  However, my luck is about to change. Next week I’ll be attending the first ever all expense paid P&amp;G Pampers Mommy Blogger Event in Cincinnati with 15 influential mommy bloggers.

I have to say that I am both excited and terrified. I’m excited </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/07/finally-i-get-to-meet-mom-bloggers-via.html' title='Finally I Get To Meet Mom Bloggers Via Pampers'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=2468146345276427981' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2468146345276427981'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2468146345276427981'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-6834219364968965080</id><published>2008-07-15T13:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:19:59.130-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 year old son'/><title type='text'>That Camo Shirt</title><summary type='text'>Someone bought Baby Picasso (the 4 yr. old) a camo t-shirt some time ago and it had been hanging in the closet not worn for some time. I took it out and placed it in one of Baby Picasso’s dresser drawer’s so he could wear it if he wanted before it got too small. Yesterday evening after swimming he came in to change into dry clothes and guess what he picked out? Yes, that camo t-shirt.

He became </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/07/that-camo-shirt.html' title='That Camo Shirt'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=6834219364968965080' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6834219364968965080'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6834219364968965080'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-6876039967230582379</id><published>2008-07-13T23:38:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:08:39.920-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joe satriani'/><title type='text'>Always With Me, Always With You</title><summary type='text'>* An update: the video is now working.

There is a song that reminds me of my childhood so much that when I listen to it I am completely overwhelmed by emotion. When you hear the song I think you will know what I mean. If you don't feel anything or aren't inspired by it then there's no hope for you. It's also possible you are an alien ;) [Geez, it's a joke].

This song came out when I was 11 </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/07/always-with-me-always-with-you.html' title='Always With Me, Always With You'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=6876039967230582379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6876039967230582379'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6876039967230582379'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-5650030204250486502</id><published>2008-07-10T10:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:51:21.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Say Hello To Ezzie &amp; Graby!</title><summary type='text'>Our two boys have wanted a kitten for a long time. However, up until now I knew we just didn't have time for a new pet plus we had been renting for the past few years, and we never let the boys have a cat while we were renters. Except for this one time, and that crazy cat ran away shortly thereafter.

Now that we are homeowners we can have and do whatever we want so with that in mind we took the </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/07/say-hello-to-ezzie-graby.html' title='Say Hello To Ezzie &amp; Graby!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=5650030204250486502' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/5650030204250486502'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/5650030204250486502'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-6253753201775912967</id><published>2008-07-08T11:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:49:57.402-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grade 1 home school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><title type='text'>Planning Our Grade 1 Curriculum</title><summary type='text'>Since grade 1 will be our first full year of homeschooling, we are going to stick to the public school calendar.  This means that the school year will be arriving in less than 6 weeks. So, I'm frantically searching for the perfect grade 1 curriculum right this minute.  However, I am not looking for a pre-packaged curriculum. For one, those are too expensive and two, I don't think it would work </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/07/planning-our-grade-1-curriculum.html' title='Planning Our Grade 1 Curriculum'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=6253753201775912967' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6253753201775912967'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6253753201775912967'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-7293453187621998277</id><published>2008-07-06T19:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:25:18.108-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paintshop skills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fake hair color makeover'/><title type='text'>Me, Shamelessly Promoting My Husband</title><summary type='text'>My husband has some cool paintshop skills and I'm thrilled to promote his latest endeavor, PaintShopblog.com

I've mentioned his new site on Twitter but I wanted to  wait until he had more content before I blabbed to the whole world about it.  Anyway, if you want to take your photos to a whole new level with Corel Paintshop then this is the site for you. It's fun! It's free! It's educational! </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/07/me-shamelessly-promoting-my-husband.html' title='Me, Shamelessly Promoting My Husband'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=7293453187621998277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7293453187621998277'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7293453187621998277'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-7184401679849142306</id><published>2008-07-05T19:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T19:29:38.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of july'/><title type='text'>Fourth of July In Pictures</title><summary type='text'>

the boys waiting on the fireworks to start...



one of many photos I took. Few turned out like this one.



A picture of me (by the hubs) that didn't turn out so well. Yes, I have on jeans &amp; 2 shirts, and it's the middle of  Summer. It was cool here in SE KY last night.

Fortunately our holiday did not end like it did last year, the holiday explosion. We hope everyone had a great night!</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july-in-pictures.html' title='Fourth of July In Pictures'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=7184401679849142306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7184401679849142306'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7184401679849142306'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-5941069451473817476</id><published>2008-06-30T14:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:17:52.105-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>When Families Come Together I Fall Apart</title><summary type='text'>Having a birthday party, going to a family reunion or being a part of any extended family get together can be somewhat overwhelming for me. It brings up a whole plethora of issues and feelings with which I have to deal. I guess the whole point is that I feel like I have to defend our lifestyle each and every time a get together/party comes around. Maybe it's just me. Maybe I'm the only one who </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/06/when-families-come-together-i-fall.html' title='When Families Come Together I Fall Apart'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=5941069451473817476' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/5941069451473817476'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/5941069451473817476'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-7664100168734073195</id><published>2008-06-24T13:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:34:35.004-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first wedding photographer'/><title type='text'>My Advice Is To Run</title><summary type='text'>Edited to add: My husband thought this post may be a little offensive to some so I feel like I must write an apology of sorts. I'd like to say up front that when I was writing this post anger was the furthest thing from my mind and I was smiling the whole time. If you know me then you know I'm always smiling &amp; laughing. Anyway, before I write any further, I'd like to say that I truly enjoyed </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/06/my-advice-is-to-run.html' title='My Advice Is To Run'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=7664100168734073195' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7664100168734073195'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7664100168734073195'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-2994072127525098565</id><published>2008-06-18T15:57:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T17:37:53.807-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream inflation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream van'/><title type='text'>Ice Cream Inflation</title><summary type='text'>
An actual conversation between my 7 yr. old boy  and his 10 yr. old (girl) friend as heard from the bedroom door while they were playing.

Girl: "Did you know they raised ice cream prices to $1.25?"

Boy: "Yep, that's a quarter more than last year."

Girl: "Yeah, I knew they'd(prices) go up."

Boy: "Did you know they raised gas to about $6.99 a gallon?" (let's hope not any time soon)

I guess </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/06/ice-cream-inflation.html' title='Ice Cream Inflation'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=2994072127525098565' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2994072127525098565'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2994072127525098565'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-2293429240222116855</id><published>2008-06-16T18:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:47:53.031-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first wedding photographer'/><title type='text'>My First Wedding</title><summary type='text'>This Saturday I am shooting a wedding for an extended family member.  Yes, I'm the official wedding photographer. Did you just read that last sentence? Me - the "official" photographer. Yes, I'm surprised too.

If you've been reading for long or even looked at my flickr photos you'd know that I am most definitely not a professional photographer. At best I am the kid snapshot queen. heh. So, as </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/06/my-first-wedding.html' title='My First Wedding'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=2293429240222116855' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2293429240222116855'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2293429240222116855'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-1733353984043553319</id><published>2008-06-12T10:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:29:05.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crayfish photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crawdad'/><title type='text'>Crawdads, Crayfish...Whatever They Are</title><summary type='text'>Look what we found in our  swimming pool yesterday...



We call them crawdads. Others call them crayfish or mini lobsters.  Some people eat them. I don't.

So you wanna come over and swim? ;)



*PSA*- Want to win some super adorable ShooShoos? If so, enter your cutie pie in our free baby photo contest this month.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/06/crawdads-crayfishwhatever-they-are.html' title='Crawdads, Crayfish...Whatever They Are'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=1733353984043553319' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1733353984043553319'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1733353984043553319'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-1166554373466814651</id><published>2008-06-06T10:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T11:41:31.600-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tightwad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifty'/><title type='text'>Beyond Frugal: More Like Stingy Tightwad</title><summary type='text'>I am a frugal person. My husband, on the other hand, has not always been frugal. He was fortunate enough to grow up in a family where there was an overabundance of everything. Basically, he was spoiled and didn't come to know what frugality actually meant until he met me. That was nearly 15 years ago.

Hot Daddy has become increasingly frugal in the past few years partly out of necessity since he</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/06/beyond-frugal-more-like-stingy-tightwad.html' title='Beyond Frugal: More Like Stingy Tightwad'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=1166554373466814651' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1166554373466814651'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1166554373466814651'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-7245640385780883591</id><published>2008-06-03T11:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:07:00.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first swim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race car theme birthday party'/><title type='text'>A Series Of Firsts For The Boy</title><summary type='text'>Baby Picasso (yikes, he 's turning 4 in less than a month...maybe he needs a new nickname??) has been quite the adventurous child as of late.  I'll guarantee one thing...there's never a dull moment around here.

In the past week, he has went from a tricycle to pedaling, and riding a bike with training wheels.  Here he is in all his bike riding glory...


(click to enlarge photo)

And,

Just </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/06/series-of-firsts-for-boy.html' title='A Series Of Firsts For The Boy'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=7245640385780883591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7245640385780883591'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7245640385780883591'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-8564475699496146577</id><published>2008-05-30T13:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:26:24.033-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime routines'/><title type='text'>Bedtime Routine</title><summary type='text'>The boys' bedtime routine has always been my thing. It's the one thing that our boys really want me to do every night. We talk, we laugh, we read, and we watch the Food network. Hey, what can I say? My babies and I love Bobby Flay, Paula Dean, Rachel Ray, and Guy Fieri.  Iron Chef has a place in our hearts too. ;)

On one particular night this past week Baby Picasso (the 3 yr. old) was babbling </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/05/bedtime-routine.html' title='Bedtime Routine'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=8564475699496146577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/8564475699496146577'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/8564475699496146577'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-6869558944146752450</id><published>2008-05-22T09:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:58:06.323-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog mix breed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lab pit bull mix?'/><title type='text'>Puppy Love</title><summary type='text'>Oh by the way did I mention that we now have a puppy? ;) I've never been much of a dog lover (cats are my thing!) but Barney is really starting to grow on me.

Since we aren't well versed in dog breeds we kinda sorta don't know what breed or mix breed of dog Barney is. We were told he was a Labrador mix but we're thinking he has a "bit" of pit bull. What do you think? Dog smarties please weigh in</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/05/puppy-love.html' title='Puppy Love'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=6869558944146752450' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6869558944146752450'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6869558944146752450'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-3448941087298542</id><published>2008-05-20T08:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:34:13.718-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindergarten graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><title type='text'>Graduating Kindergarten At Home</title><summary type='text'>From the moment I laid eyes on Future Bam I knew I wanted to stay at home with him and I did just that. When it came time to think about schooling, I had my heart set on homeschooling.  It was just something I wanted to do and I knew Future Bam was the type of child who would flourish in a home school environment.

When it came time for Future Bam to start school we, surprising, enrolled him in </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/05/from-moment-i-laid-eyes-on-future-bam-i.html' title='Graduating Kindergarten At Home'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=3448941087298542' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3448941087298542'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3448941087298542'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-3377853853533236326</id><published>2008-05-14T13:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T14:26:00.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epidural during labor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drug free childbirth'/><title type='text'>Choosing The "No Pain" Route</title><summary type='text'>In my last post here, I wrote about how, like most women, I feared the pains of labor.  My attempt at humor must have not gone over very well because out of the very few comments I did receive, one of them was extremely negative, and I'd like to address that very craptastic comment from the "born-again crazy". 

Even though my post was supposed to be funny (apparently I'm not good at humor) it's </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/05/choosing-no-pain-route.html' title='Choosing The &quot;No Pain&quot; Route'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=3377853853533236326' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3377853853533236326'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3377853853533236326'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-6624212778730567407</id><published>2008-05-09T17:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:41:22.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='done having babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby making'/><title type='text'>And There Was Fear!</title><summary type='text'>My BIL welcomed his first child into the world yesterday. Normally with this special event there are tears of joy,happiness, and pure excitement. Don't get me wrong that did exist very much so but, if I may be honest, for me there was pure fear! 

Fear of the "OMG! - I- don't - ever - want - to - experience - labor - again - the - hubz - is getting - a - vasectomy - STAT" variety!

Really though,</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/05/and-there-was-fear.html' title='And There Was Fear!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=6624212778730567407' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6624212778730567407'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6624212778730567407'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-171193952002796321</id><published>2008-05-02T10:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:26:48.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renovating home'/><title type='text'>Update: Day #2,156  of Renovation</title><summary type='text'>Hello Dear Readers ,

We're still at the in-laws. Sheesh, it's a good thing we get along except for those so-called hot issues like gun control, presidential candidates, religion, education, and so on. ;)  I just try to keep my mouth shut considering the in-laws are feeding and housing us for the next few days. My iPod has been my one saving grace these past few weeks. That and TV. Speaking of TV</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/05/update-day-2156-of-renovation.html' title='Update: Day #2,156  of Renovation'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=171193952002796321' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/171193952002796321'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/171193952002796321'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-835316754365808640</id><published>2008-04-27T11:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:06:47.154-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renovating home'/><title type='text'>Welcome To Our Abode</title><summary type='text'>So we're in the middle of leaking pipes, no internet (I'm at the in-laws typing), a bathroom sink with no water, and boxes stacked to the ceiling. Ah, the joys of buying your own home and fixing it up.

My positive self talk for the next few weeks: "At least we have free babysitters &amp; free meals" ;)


Lots of wildlife and landscape pictures to come this week. As if I have had time for photography</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/04/welcome-to-our-abode.html' title='Welcome To Our Abode'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=835316754365808640' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/835316754365808640'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/835316754365808640'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-3001664175965806548</id><published>2008-04-13T18:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:25:35.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rural town'/><title type='text'>Our New (Kinda) Home</title><summary type='text'>We are moving to a very small rural town in the next week or so.  It's the place where my husband grew up and where his parents currently live. We are at a point in our lives where we want to be closer to family even if it means being a part of a backwards community that is stuck 30 years in the past. Seriously, we are lucky we have access to DSL but that's about it. The nearest Wal-mart, </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/04/our-new-kinda-home.html' title='Our New (Kinda) Home'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=3001664175965806548' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3001664175965806548'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3001664175965806548'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-4727974314721941657</id><published>2008-04-02T12:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:22:29.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom blog'/><title type='text'>I Just Don't  Know What To Blog About</title><summary type='text'>Considering the sporadic posting nature of this blog lately one may have begun to think   that blogging was ending for me but let me assure you it is not. As if the two readers left care, I'm still here. ;)

Anyway, I'm still reading, listening, and twittering when I have time. But my blogging has taken a backseat to homeschooling, life stuff, and other work projects. With my husband being a full</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/04/i-just-dont-know-what-to-blog-about.html' title='I Just Don&apos;t  Know What To Blog About'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=4727974314721941657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/4727974314721941657'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/4727974314721941657'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-2241136372921684735</id><published>2008-03-25T15:52:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:14:25.742-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring soccer'/><title type='text'>Spring Means Soccer</title><summary type='text'>
For our family, Spring equals Soccer! Here's Future Bam from last week during a cold and muddy day. Do your kids play soccer right now?</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/2008/03/spring-means-soccer.html' title='Spring Means Soccer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=2241136372921684735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2241136372921684735'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2241136372921684735'/><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry></feed>