tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044023853635478042024-03-13T12:05:58.091-04:00Mommy's Time OutAs a mom of two wild-n-crazy boys, I consider myself somewhat of an expert on the subject of "timeouts". This blog is my way of taking a "timeout", because afterall, who doesn't need it every once in a while. Here, you will find stories about anything from motherhood to hot topics to just plain nothing. I hope you enjoy this blog and decide to share it with others. My goal is to make your day brighter, through humor and taking a little time out for yourself.Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.comBlogger239125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-20479899176028067432012-02-04T18:23:00.004-05:002012-02-04T18:29:21.355-05:00milestones....<div><div style="text-align: center; ">andrew had 2 exciting milestones...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">PASSING HIS <a href="http://www.swimkids.us/">SWIMKIDS</a> CLASS...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMu-ZD30pz9lBcTEqmlMLTcnmlXOI61rCzjPp_VaG3aiz7fKPg-4BdRYVeTRemuU49pfOnv-zcECEVkWU51JoudWfyCCr7XqhV5njMQJUwXRTRT7XMhvkNKzLhJYrstlVUnWlITsgFO2ic/s1600/IMG_1614.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMu-ZD30pz9lBcTEqmlMLTcnmlXOI61rCzjPp_VaG3aiz7fKPg-4BdRYVeTRemuU49pfOnv-zcECEVkWU51JoudWfyCCr7XqhV5njMQJUwXRTRT7XMhvkNKzLhJYrstlVUnWlITsgFO2ic/s320/IMG_1614.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705425665256178498" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; ">&</div><div style="text-align: center; ">LOSING HIS FIRST TOOTH!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCIVwtoo3WLaT8R9O3F6KZ6xCu0xKJjntSxZ7uWKghud9H38qtg0cO51HrooCvNsi6azTGhWFl3ClI4ozMPQjV4Tj3YC8wxPzoV5B5adXjD2fBykvqkSl2nruA9aqHcuvd2OC9Zc3gd90/s1600/IMG_1626.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCIVwtoo3WLaT8R9O3F6KZ6xCu0xKJjntSxZ7uWKghud9H38qtg0cO51HrooCvNsi6azTGhWFl3ClI4ozMPQjV4Tj3YC8wxPzoV5B5adXjD2fBykvqkSl2nruA9aqHcuvd2OC9Zc3gd90/s320/IMG_1626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705425654162976162" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHjK9Nn27rtqlns4rFMGNJdEybvN0v4iZcy99cJniOjvEpOhRPy93YM9IIcZyvp0b504TBA4Csz8L68-OwdDJK05DA4y8yCsnAicEpdACQF7gsua7VodLS9YPzGquwExc-C2Hhr74sjGFY/s1600/IMG_1628.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHjK9Nn27rtqlns4rFMGNJdEybvN0v4iZcy99cJniOjvEpOhRPy93YM9IIcZyvp0b504TBA4Csz8L68-OwdDJK05DA4y8yCsnAicEpdACQF7gsua7VodLS9YPzGquwExc-C2Hhr74sjGFY/s320/IMG_1628.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705425647734555538" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">He lost his tooth while on a school field trip to the monuments in DC. He said the bus was late, so they had to sit around and wait for an hour. To make the time go faster, he decided to keep wiggling his tooth the whole time...well, until it fell out, that is! He was able to bring it home and leave it for the tooth fairy, who left him a certificate, $5 and a Pirates of the Caribbean toy! We went out for ice cream to celebrate :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-17646435117670635952012-02-04T18:12:00.005-05:002012-02-04T18:23:36.922-05:00S-E-V-E-N...<div><div style="text-align: center; ">WOW! I can't believe my first born is now 7!!!! Everyone says time will fly when you have kids, and I am starting to realize this more and more every day! Andrew decided he wanted to have a "Not-So-Sleepover" party. It would include all the "pre-sleepover" activities, but we would send the kids home to sleep :)</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Everyone had fun and Andrew said it was the BEST birthday ever (do you think he'll say that every year?)!</div></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgak3ufduDe4CSec83Q-Z3PAh82UAtS3x5HjPfGIC8hQRjosBzPcTk34v4EzV5BLn0DIh7w-45BA1yc2cp9t12QGwNuQ09T09RbSx0mYljU8pYb7cLZfaWDIGctfA8bWHTuxQPP6TT3pS46/s1600/IMG_1589.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgak3ufduDe4CSec83Q-Z3PAh82UAtS3x5HjPfGIC8hQRjosBzPcTk34v4EzV5BLn0DIh7w-45BA1yc2cp9t12QGwNuQ09T09RbSx0mYljU8pYb7cLZfaWDIGctfA8bWHTuxQPP6TT3pS46/s320/IMG_1589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705424057291137666" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPC9N-m_qX2UUaRvSMSQh42-VEOHGufwGKTzW4Mz87OW5xtP1bDs2lPh-n-VjY4QzoiRYT1dmbiXtgzrbMVQKK82IB1_DNg7eexdKIuK7bgYrN_3T09D9B3rE9zFAmQZS9l2SjliH7jKRM/s1600/IMG_1593.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPC9N-m_qX2UUaRvSMSQh42-VEOHGufwGKTzW4Mz87OW5xtP1bDs2lPh-n-VjY4QzoiRYT1dmbiXtgzrbMVQKK82IB1_DNg7eexdKIuK7bgYrN_3T09D9B3rE9zFAmQZS9l2SjliH7jKRM/s320/IMG_1593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705423751296817362" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>freeze dance</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNGBSs34Fe86WlJvVtUDkZ94olR6yYxhnBs9gbcS2MgZkkjdwRhbD583HKNOiqEbzaR7SBewjDA87CxQ1t89mRjJQ_OOrGZ1WXv4OTKObmoBkqvynnvpGjbbls4K_mM_5Izu7HaXxzLWx5/s1600/IMG_1596.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNGBSs34Fe86WlJvVtUDkZ94olR6yYxhnBs9gbcS2MgZkkjdwRhbD583HKNOiqEbzaR7SBewjDA87CxQ1t89mRjJQ_OOrGZ1WXv4OTKObmoBkqvynnvpGjbbls4K_mM_5Izu7HaXxzLWx5/s320/IMG_1596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705423738115886530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>movie time</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyzT2ZrIbsPDykTlW-179XYhCm9xahbIUXXuWRCfdln7Mj4RPcFFy82iJZ8XNacAlUl62t0sno3ZJnrzsV61t6-QzvogDwJKxDECC_5oFW1-ahfYvgjtlWirUDdTJJQg1bS6VBfTaAQh8X/s1600/IMG_1599.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyzT2ZrIbsPDykTlW-179XYhCm9xahbIUXXuWRCfdln7Mj4RPcFFy82iJZ8XNacAlUl62t0sno3ZJnrzsV61t6-QzvogDwJKxDECC_5oFW1-ahfYvgjtlWirUDdTJJQg1bS6VBfTaAQh8X/s320/IMG_1599.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705423725935814482" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg-_g1RtKgQF48R4xT23icRg1SVf6mhD5o4SgCpN9nAI9dqYzcxB0AqMuPNFH3uRQ4SGf6ZoQ-YwexUMHSmVy18fWC1Nn1sxqhKo_NUZj_f0kZyDYX9zMAHXyv8U12UbFNwSSj8wrOV9Vt/s1600/IMG_1601.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg-_g1RtKgQF48R4xT23icRg1SVf6mhD5o4SgCpN9nAI9dqYzcxB0AqMuPNFH3uRQ4SGf6ZoQ-YwexUMHSmVy18fWC1Nn1sxqhKo_NUZj_f0kZyDYX9zMAHXyv8U12UbFNwSSj8wrOV9Vt/s320/IMG_1601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705423717680665298" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU1er8939o6wNPsunr8sAeF44fPDnT6rrSTv72klMNzT_A0Qm8GqNvybMvfpF7QxlLbw_Q3F_PsyGMkiiJ-QGqm9K1pAN2Bvwk_FNZ6Xsuw_K7YP5Pd6_udBmCIyN4r0iWs_t_hAxzqN1O/s1600/IMG_1605.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU1er8939o6wNPsunr8sAeF44fPDnT6rrSTv72klMNzT_A0Qm8GqNvybMvfpF7QxlLbw_Q3F_PsyGMkiiJ-QGqm9K1pAN2Bvwk_FNZ6Xsuw_K7YP5Pd6_udBmCIyN4r0iWs_t_hAxzqN1O/s320/IMG_1605.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705423710911345442" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I love watching Andrew grow up! His mind is always moving, and come to think of it, so is his body! He has always craved knowledge and that has not slowed down. Andrew is now reading chapter books on his own and loving it! He stays up late every night to read. As a reader myself, I just love it!!! He loves everything LEGO, just like his daddy and has gotten better at building his own creations and not just the "sets." I can't wait to see what S-E-V-E-N has in store for Andrew! Love you bud!</div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-49659289718311391112012-02-04T17:56:00.004-05:002012-02-04T18:11:11.617-05:00girls just wanna have fun...<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>our annual kornfeld girl's weekend brought the 6 of us back to the jersey shore once again. as always, we had a GREAT time relaxing and spending time together.</div><div><br /></div><div>We all enjoyed some pampering at Shear Heaven Day Spa...</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUNGJQbomga7p3wSkfYtwUO6ZL4U8Vt1-YKUouQtx4NY2RciQ0v9gpLrqg7gXRJPY8JpRa-BOYIsuPUqGM5KDpmdZ6Nyt9RwlyIx8OivNsOraej3BqsyrXtl9Ygf-Z3xuyb8Fs7vw9COcv/s1600/IMG_1500.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUNGJQbomga7p3wSkfYtwUO6ZL4U8Vt1-YKUouQtx4NY2RciQ0v9gpLrqg7gXRJPY8JpRa-BOYIsuPUqGM5KDpmdZ6Nyt9RwlyIx8OivNsOraej3BqsyrXtl9Ygf-Z3xuyb8Fs7vw9COcv/s320/IMG_1500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705420239044689522" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>mom and aunt judy</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzkdwXq_Jt7mX4zxdd_HL0V3nR_jpMut52WfOMo9MqlzpLhybg-glaZKR4D-ieJtd4-fePRBZjPSwI7SzQ5HRScpZwZ71mN5u0SAXoCQ1eL3O-dKqydYKqGdSIdaU1Jgfx_6TUiA1j2v7W/s1600/IMG_1501.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzkdwXq_Jt7mX4zxdd_HL0V3nR_jpMut52WfOMo9MqlzpLhybg-glaZKR4D-ieJtd4-fePRBZjPSwI7SzQ5HRScpZwZ71mN5u0SAXoCQ1eL3O-dKqydYKqGdSIdaU1Jgfx_6TUiA1j2v7W/s320/IMG_1501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705420226737364834" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>cousins...leigh, lisa, staci & me</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">and of course, we ate great food...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWkbDY4KntRmNTj0_q2CIX4F-Acugb7LOMalPR4db967P4Z3kw5sKglbpyqJLjOM7MpdzVTp96FTlZmsEh1rei43WKRZjSRBFF5844P7sUXI2GGsM-bRX7O5V4TlxTPPZWD0f0jGMNqBTk/s1600/IMG_1502.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWkbDY4KntRmNTj0_q2CIX4F-Acugb7LOMalPR4db967P4Z3kw5sKglbpyqJLjOM7MpdzVTp96FTlZmsEh1rei43WKRZjSRBFF5844P7sUXI2GGsM-bRX7O5V4TlxTPPZWD0f0jGMNqBTk/s320/IMG_1502.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705420215973605586" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>the kornfeld super six!</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ2D6KcY3Zow2xRod7ck4XWp2R7O2hRVoJbnGnQ-5JJyn2dMRIedf4tXgD_z2XdEn6IMya6MDqSYFZexfV29pHP8e-1J60kvDklyLFRs4B4RRea2Hm_UdA2AJHApflN-5vObK1uzHLD0X7/s1600/IMG_1504.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ2D6KcY3Zow2xRod7ck4XWp2R7O2hRVoJbnGnQ-5JJyn2dMRIedf4tXgD_z2XdEn6IMya6MDqSYFZexfV29pHP8e-1J60kvDklyLFRs4B4RRea2Hm_UdA2AJHApflN-5vObK1uzHLD0X7/s320/IMG_1504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705420197934534962" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>sisters!</i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">and drank great (well, good!) wine!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiab4ZZ9mx9GIfkr60LQ52zffxvF_I-MG8oPnJrg72CKzo9oRNTEGC2vrvfgbhnQ_EN2dhNG7FXonkQlD5LbUP4BmTJWwum9PcYPuF9X5taNV62uRl8ViMR5WlRdQHWV6pltUEjOZ3x_wyB/s1600/IMG_1505.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiab4ZZ9mx9GIfkr60LQ52zffxvF_I-MG8oPnJrg72CKzo9oRNTEGC2vrvfgbhnQ_EN2dhNG7FXonkQlD5LbUP4BmTJWwum9PcYPuF9X5taNV62uRl8ViMR5WlRdQHWV6pltUEjOZ3x_wyB/s320/IMG_1505.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705420194241008706" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>let the games begin!</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIlc5tY9qXXGb4qZGNe-E_PRexAXvhHKLtgs1KlW66UKuTZWW0Ye2Yyjs0pia6UrzvAKKxev2AGxwnrWl3fZC79Udp59b0B9UmkhQZlzsa0fnixX1MIWzekB7N6cWrnTbeo4Vf2RTk8t8/s1600/IMG_1506.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIlc5tY9qXXGb4qZGNe-E_PRexAXvhHKLtgs1KlW66UKuTZWW0Ye2Yyjs0pia6UrzvAKKxev2AGxwnrWl3fZC79Udp59b0B9UmkhQZlzsa0fnixX1MIWzekB7N6cWrnTbeo4Vf2RTk8t8/s320/IMG_1506.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705419722275588274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>sisters and BEST FRIENDS!</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">We pampered ourselves at the house too with <a href="https://amybanocy.myrandf.com/">Rodan+Fields</a> facials...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu493IWzkXZzyX9Hgw6nmpOTCVuaC_fTr5dcFiiNH4JIVS53jz1unbsX-CHtHBAGMujqq91qKBOY0dlXAyh-WvEocnjifKNWuWfCp8jj8EslpwbvsKHT0L6433B_LG_GNrjuHgYy33OvSN/s1600/IMG_1507.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu493IWzkXZzyX9Hgw6nmpOTCVuaC_fTr5dcFiiNH4JIVS53jz1unbsX-CHtHBAGMujqq91qKBOY0dlXAyh-WvEocnjifKNWuWfCp8jj8EslpwbvsKHT0L6433B_LG_GNrjuHgYy33OvSN/s320/IMG_1507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705419717845505554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>me and staci looking gorgeous!</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwgSPrdPJv6wdR1VDiEtE8rvOK7QK9I_xwZJt24vViaOmhew48jdkRvnndaO-5QsB_vdS-syFIwQj_lAwSCFJVC8NN0UbcrGB6szuOPMJn-H-dwuJP8PqxiPN6SrIwo9U2Xnga75LH7DYi/s1600/IMG_1509.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwgSPrdPJv6wdR1VDiEtE8rvOK7QK9I_xwZJt24vViaOmhew48jdkRvnndaO-5QsB_vdS-syFIwQj_lAwSCFJVC8NN0UbcrGB6szuOPMJn-H-dwuJP8PqxiPN6SrIwo9U2Xnga75LH7DYi/s320/IMG_1509.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705419707591704610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>judy trying out the AMP roller!</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">i consider myself totally blessed to have such a close relationship with the women in my life. they are not only my family, but my best friends!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsnMdQWOwZ-khKcFg9PrWp-6mF9NHaLP7Jr9EJS60SRwVzOVJQgR1VxXdnDM6_uXpfY4vcesiLkCXKa7fRwcjX9h5vIUTa4aAu2UBlhTsnoS-vyHE-LLHydE3VjoxcKkzNCEQDQ51YZoOn/s1600/IMG_1514.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsnMdQWOwZ-khKcFg9PrWp-6mF9NHaLP7Jr9EJS60SRwVzOVJQgR1VxXdnDM6_uXpfY4vcesiLkCXKa7fRwcjX9h5vIUTa4aAu2UBlhTsnoS-vyHE-LLHydE3VjoxcKkzNCEQDQ51YZoOn/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705419696407037714" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5u1VLucFMSIwXgpmXC7ahvrZoz_5pPfs-vRreTHEM0a8RGagXb1vXho4D-FvB1g2IoZVg4QKQWX5c8-4yNhhjFAiF_Jpxl6zy1gjmUKcnAJnwKaHGeO-jUcGYyRSN6S88oqmExodmoMEG/s1600/IMG_1522.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5u1VLucFMSIwXgpmXC7ahvrZoz_5pPfs-vRreTHEM0a8RGagXb1vXho4D-FvB1g2IoZVg4QKQWX5c8-4yNhhjFAiF_Jpxl6zy1gjmUKcnAJnwKaHGeO-jUcGYyRSN6S88oqmExodmoMEG/s320/IMG_1522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705419691264100690" /></a>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-21095558978326454332012-01-07T19:03:00.003-05:002012-01-07T19:07:04.436-05:00ummm....hello out there???<div style="text-align: center;">so, i've done it again! i seem to stick to this blog, like i stick to eating healthy...NOT WELL! yes, i have some catching up to do and hopefully it will happen quickly. last year i created a book though<a href="http://www.blurb.com/"> blurb</a>, capturing my blog from the beginning through 2010. i love the book and decided i'd make one for each year of the blog. it's now 2012, and time to create the 2011 volume. stay tuned for some fast and furious blogging...i've got to get caught up before it gets to far in to 2012!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-26901236209267980512011-11-17T12:47:00.006-05:002011-11-17T13:06:09.899-05:00can i get an "ARGH!"....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwJJDgzToTgO052ZKvmyzOhqUYFHASY2jVBWinObY8_iF-jteGJaNnpq2K6JtrHnd2nQHJm462zc1msClSx8KVrArq3t3Y2CzOCNxZrR8zU3gL5ZVhhq5ERH4wNWyQIfFmdvz81GjW0Dp/s1600/IMG_9256.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwJJDgzToTgO052ZKvmyzOhqUYFHASY2jVBWinObY8_iF-jteGJaNnpq2K6JtrHnd2nQHJm462zc1msClSx8KVrArq3t3Y2CzOCNxZrR8zU3gL5ZVhhq5ERH4wNWyQIfFmdvz81GjW0Dp/s320/IMG_9256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676024710202776402" /></a>yes...those are our crazy pirates dressed up for halloween! ever since our <a href="http://banocyfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/ahoy-matey.html">pirate adventure</a> this summer, the boys have wanted to be pirates for halloween. before heading out to the store and spending a lot for costumes, i figured i'd check out craigslist. and, what do you know....i found not one, but two pirate costumes...for sale by one person! her kids had the same idea last year, to be pirates together. what made it even better, was that andrew's costume was not <i>just</i> a pirate, but captain jack sparrow, who is one of his faves right now! what made it even better for <i>me</i>, was scoring BOTH costumes for under 20 bucks!!!<div><br /></div><div>the weekend before halloween, we had our annual BLOCKtoberfest. jacob didn't want to wear his costume, so he wore his fireman set instead. everyone had a fun time and got geared up for trick-or-treating the next night. i absolutely LOVE our neighborhood and i love the fact that andrew and jacob have friends so close in age right here on our block. we all went trick-or-treating together and had a BLAST! the boys came home with way too much candy (according to me!) so we donated some to the troops. all in all, it was a great weekend!<br /><br /></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhusoJBDO3yJjNJtiO4Xn9GgRs6AbAlS3BtXOanBE5yhJqljUjguskMWDzEdJt_FXNos4mVxstB953uxl9ArL3ziQEjEqRNosvuPkyqIcQwrM9eLd2prYNaBIJmEesSZbbyG2nQWq0_pYgO/s1600/IMG_9254.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhusoJBDO3yJjNJtiO4Xn9GgRs6AbAlS3BtXOanBE5yhJqljUjguskMWDzEdJt_FXNos4mVxstB953uxl9ArL3ziQEjEqRNosvuPkyqIcQwrM9eLd2prYNaBIJmEesSZbbyG2nQWq0_pYgO/s320/IMG_9254.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676024317803087586" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i>heading out to BLOCKtoberfest 2011</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJyKu2ORFukb53OUqQob4fsKvcLthOX5oF7sdbOU8VgEcn-htwKEdVia7RlNW-gkZuDIYx4Qzg2Ab-NQ-Ig-BN-anvfWaSE0M8Q1uTMg2sw-RM6sUmRebB4YNoTTIOJGp-OPs6JxezB5V/s1600/IMG_9261.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJyKu2ORFukb53OUqQob4fsKvcLthOX5oF7sdbOU8VgEcn-htwKEdVia7RlNW-gkZuDIYx4Qzg2Ab-NQ-Ig-BN-anvfWaSE0M8Q1uTMg2sw-RM6sUmRebB4YNoTTIOJGp-OPs6JxezB5V/s320/IMG_9261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676023951344694194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i>block kids getting ready to trick-or-treat</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFKwWOPRQ1TTvYMd8g2g5sH_fW9d2hpO1uTx-vMrUb78r_IzklRIfj-s1r1X-fa238Nwzc0gjflM1lVodtuCo1cQMiHoZkL_1DlsTxz4-KpW7AojJhrE8TtXd1CFpM1fhCwomQT2ye7ZUz/s1600/IMG_9265.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFKwWOPRQ1TTvYMd8g2g5sH_fW9d2hpO1uTx-vMrUb78r_IzklRIfj-s1r1X-fa238Nwzc0gjflM1lVodtuCo1cQMiHoZkL_1DlsTxz4-KpW7AojJhrE8TtXd1CFpM1fhCwomQT2ye7ZUz/s320/IMG_9265.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676023945971166722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i>check out my loot!</i></b></span></div></div></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-31147970557701196842011-11-04T16:04:00.004-04:002011-11-04T16:22:28.815-04:00that's what he said....take 4so i've decided to start tracking the "that's what he said" posts, since there seem to be so many funny things i want to make sure to get on the blog....so this is #4.<div>if you want to take a look back (i did!), here are the previous entries...</div><div><a href="http://banocyfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/thats-what-he-said.html">5.23.11</a></div><div><a href="http://banocyfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/thats-what-he-said.html">6.11.11</a></div><div><a href="http://banocyfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/thats-what-he-saidanother-edition.html">10.5.11</a></div><div><br /></div><div>************</div><div>andrew was watching scooby doo and asked nanny to watch. it was a part where they tell shaggy to "get a hold of yourself." shaggy then proceeds to wrap his arms around himself. nanny tells him about amelia bedelia and how when she was told to dust the house, she sprinkled dust throughout the house. andrew said, "oh yeah! she took it LITERALLY!"</div><div><br /></div><div>when my mom told me this, i couldn't believe my not-quite-seven-year-old used the word "literally"....and he used it correctly! i am constantly amazed by this boy!</div><div><br /></div><div>************</div><div>andrew: "mom, you know the best thing about sex"</div><div>me: "what did you say?!?!" (words going through my mind were, "holy shit! what did he just say?")</div><div>andrew: "you know the best thing about lego sets?"</div><div>me: "oh (deep sigh of relief!)! no, what?"</div><div>andrew: "you can use the box over again for something else."</div><div><br /></div><div>OMG....what kind of a shock am i going to be in when he really DOES say the "S" word????</div><div><br /></div><div>************</div><div>jacob and samantha (one of his fave girlfriends) do not like leaving each other after school. <a href="http://mommymeltdowns.blogspot.com/">robyn</a> came up with a great idea! once both kids are in their carseats, we pull up next to each other in the parking lot, roll down their windows and they can say their special goodbyes to each other. i love this idea, because it also streamlines the process of actually getting them in the car! on wednesdays, sam goes to dance class after school. this particular wednesday, the following conversation occurred....</div><div>S: "bye jacob. i'm going to dance class today."</div><div>J: "bye. have fun at dance class babe!"</div><div><br /></div><div>these two are just too cute!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>*************</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-59330407466981074572011-11-03T20:44:00.012-04:002011-11-03T21:27:32.217-04:0013.1....it's only the beginning!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnuOHuk-_xEHI64bJT02T1sNe9hok4OOohEzj8HW384olFmH3x5KH9B8L3nOMPSH7X9nNB6dC72kgi2TTXq8iyLOpFXVFajZs6MU_cqGrUfEqpdP7pBN__8RSsN5aBCcZMq7qQhewEONH/s1600/87677804.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnuOHuk-_xEHI64bJT02T1sNe9hok4OOohEzj8HW384olFmH3x5KH9B8L3nOMPSH7X9nNB6dC72kgi2TTXq8iyLOpFXVFajZs6MU_cqGrUfEqpdP7pBN__8RSsN5aBCcZMq7qQhewEONH/s320/87677804.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670942017288043330" /></a><br /><br />a little over a year ago, in a goal setting group, when asked what i want to "be", one of my answers was "a runner." sure, i had "run" before, but i wanted to be a real runner. at that time, i had a friend training for some races, so i decided to start running with her. i set my sights on the marine corp 10k and signed up for the race, which would take place on Halloween 2010. well, as luck (or stupidity) would have it, while running a 1/4 marathon on mothers day 2010, i pushed myself way too hard up the final hill, and blew out my knee. that was the end of running for me for a while. i was so deflated. over the next few months, i would also experience back problems and develop plantar fasciatis.....neither one helping my return to the running world. i was determined though. i would be a runner! i would not give up! i did PT for my back and knee and saw a doc for the plantar fascaitis. i decided to get a cortisone shot in my knee, after the PT told me there really wasn't anything left he could do for me. wow, that was painful, but it did the trick! as for the back pain, it still comes and goes....and the PF was treated through exercises and a better pair of orthotics and shoes. <div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; ">with my body feeling better, i was ready to hit the road again...on foot! my friend robyn decided she was going to train for a marathon, by following the <a href="http://www.jeffgalloway.com/training/">galloway training program</a>. based upon your running pace, you figure out your run/walk intervals, which you use throughout the run. the purpose is that it allows you to hold your pace and not burn out on longer runs. this meant for me, i would run 3 minutes and then walk 1. i figured this HAD to be better on my body...and i was right! </div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; ">at some point, probably after too much wine one night, my next door neighbor jenna and i decided to register for the wilson bridge half marathon. i continued running with robyn & her crew until their mileage became just too high for me (remember, they're training to do twice as much as me!). as much as i was excited to not have to drive to burke for our early saturday morning runs, i missed my running team badly! it was so great to have a group of women to encourage each other, complain to each other, and figure this whole thing out together. i especially missed seeing robyn's bright smiling face before, during and after a run! you see, robyn is the kind of person who always has a smile on her face....even after a hot, sweaty, long run! she is always so proud of those around her and truly brings out the best in people. heck, even on the mornings when she would head out at 4:30am to run, she was smiling...at least it looked like it in the dark :)</div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; ">jenna decided she would try the run/walk method with me, so we could train together. she is an avid runner, so i wasn't sure she'd like the run/walk idea. i was so excited that she was willing to give it a go with and FOR me! once again, i found an amazing running partner, who has turned into one of my dearest friends! it is amazing how much time you have to chat and bond with someone when you are running for hours on end!!! one of the things i love about running with jenna, is that because she is only living here for a few years, she really wants to take in the DC sights. so, rather than just running around our BORING neighborhood, we would head into DC for a run. these "destination runs" were awesome! we would just lose ourselves in the scenery....and our chatting...and before we'd know it, the run would be over. and best of all, jenna was enjoying the run/walk method!</div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "><br /></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; ">fast forward a few HOT months and many miles....to october 2, 2011...RACE DAY! it was much colder than we had anticipated....maybe 40 degrees at the start! that didn't stop us though....i don't know if its because we trained so well or what, but jenna and i LOVED the half marathon! when we hit the 6 miles marker we hadn't even realized we had run that far! before we knew it, we were at mile 9, and we started talking about doing a marathon. at mile 9, most people are wondering why the heck they decided to do this....but not us...we wanted more! we attribute most of these great feelings to the run/walk method. we never felt like we hit a wall and at the end, we were actually passing people, instead of feeling like we were going to keel over! we even kept a faster pace throughout the entire race than we had during ANY of our training runs!!!</div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "><br /></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; ">IT WAS AWESOME!!! SO AWESOME IN FACT....THAT WE HAVE REGISTERED FOR THE <a href="http://runrocknroll.competitor.com/usa/usa-splash">ROCK-N-ROLL NATIONAL MARATHON</a>! </div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "><br /></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; ">thank you to everyone who supported me throughout the training and the half-marathon! i expect to see you cheering us on at the marathon!!!!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWQzYY-tPHg5rarfvLNh-pEO6qmOo_fM7uNsG0N5QdSuV0MZbHrf7cGqbYBhy681plbF-8sWThCNJ9I2R1ufG6dwY6pAn4o2HXd36nfpwYu4_Gkg8AfqAYCyl4RykJxE-nRaqJhj4CqRi/s1600/IMG_1443.jpg" style="line-height: 1.2em; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWQzYY-tPHg5rarfvLNh-pEO6qmOo_fM7uNsG0N5QdSuV0MZbHrf7cGqbYBhy681plbF-8sWThCNJ9I2R1ufG6dwY6pAn4o2HXd36nfpwYu4_Gkg8AfqAYCyl4RykJxE-nRaqJhj4CqRi/s320/IMG_1443.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670942736405023170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i>me and my other runner gal, jen</i></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1zSzj7hz9Y2olqLY5i3NbvT21veh9aHAvwcurvXFIg4gYnyQeieBwhmeIxxtZpZl2L3B-rFwUIF_YuGPDJk4rM5ahBieCfpzT2k8oJS5PB9IxB12SBYQv0y_dFGRFtKb9Fw5Wb4Fovcz0/s1600/IMG_1441.jpg" style="line-height: 1.2em; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1zSzj7hz9Y2olqLY5i3NbvT21veh9aHAvwcurvXFIg4gYnyQeieBwhmeIxxtZpZl2L3B-rFwUIF_YuGPDJk4rM5ahBieCfpzT2k8oJS5PB9IxB12SBYQv0y_dFGRFtKb9Fw5Wb4Fovcz0/s320/IMG_1441.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670942734271545938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i>jenna & me pre-race</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDUx_Es9ZGkVpD4D1iT-t6wlzHlCv-1n9hjXrMH5AUT3K6_51wuFLFugNpvTiMdwx2aWbcXtzPlQ2gfa9pjEyzfG1uzS5MAmzjGM-sG4QEI-vzStHBpXDKduOH0s9HNiM-J_vhQUcpanfg/s1600/87683927.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDUx_Es9ZGkVpD4D1iT-t6wlzHlCv-1n9hjXrMH5AUT3K6_51wuFLFugNpvTiMdwx2aWbcXtzPlQ2gfa9pjEyzfG1uzS5MAmzjGM-sG4QEI-vzStHBpXDKduOH0s9HNiM-J_vhQUcpanfg/s320/87683927.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670941186275692978" /></a>crossing the finish line (love how it says "PROOF" across the pic...PROOF that i did it!)</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJ99K5QowTLzUE8A7W1MZoqbXp7mMKef5qpg5wPNLmxI93Nefa1d4Rq_TxrDCY6ZD1-7SA_rFlhE8SlkVOEo34An8378yaBXahM7K3F9gPJJbOBwBrY5bvP7mTuOYSH07BxYD7ukNjiVc/s1600/IMG_2890.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJ99K5QowTLzUE8A7W1MZoqbXp7mMKef5qpg5wPNLmxI93Nefa1d4Rq_TxrDCY6ZD1-7SA_rFlhE8SlkVOEo34An8378yaBXahM7K3F9gPJJbOBwBrY5bvP7mTuOYSH07BxYD7ukNjiVc/s320/IMG_2890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670944209268092898" /></a>post-race</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiadzHJvNnWORbXcm1FTh2BDJXTfE1rARovllh0gVwk8ZJKNSIfi7IrPYsyVYmUmF733VVdU8lIzU9xvWj5e9MsJ_XfsshnB_Ct8vdL57QJXgDF9QLok_0ilYvVuu9OMANYZbY9WDzebJIG/s1600/IMG_2888.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiadzHJvNnWORbXcm1FTh2BDJXTfE1rARovllh0gVwk8ZJKNSIfi7IrPYsyVYmUmF733VVdU8lIzU9xvWj5e9MsJ_XfsshnB_Ct8vdL57QJXgDF9QLok_0ilYvVuu9OMANYZbY9WDzebJIG/s320/IMG_2888.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670944205589853202" /></a>post-race with my biggest fans!</i></b></span></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-23708179590924542702011-10-17T20:46:00.002-04:002011-10-17T20:49:56.422-04:00a broken heartjacob's teacher told me he laid on the floor much of the day today....we had the following conversation when he got home...<div><br /></div><div>me: jacob, why did you lay on the floor so much today?</div><div>j: because i was sick</div><div>me: what didn't feel good?</div><div>j: my heart</div><div>me: what's wrong with your heart?</div><div>j: it's broken</div><div>me: it's broken? </div><div>j: yes. sammy broke it. but it's ok now because she was nice.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>you tell me....what does a 3 1/2 year old know about broken hearts?? apparently more than i thought :)</div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-37706737579820956962011-10-05T21:29:00.004-04:002011-10-05T21:41:04.786-04:00that's what he said....another edition....lately jacob seems to say the FUNNIEST things....and most of the time, they're so funny because they don't make any sense AT ALL...but he says these things SO SERIOUSLY!!!<div><br /></div><div>**********</div><div>jacob set up a picnic blanket and then invited us to dine with him. he then got a very disappointed and serious look on his face, and said "if you spill, i not play with you in the rain!" <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(ok...whaaaat?!?!?)</span></i></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">**********</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">jacob loves our next door neighbor "miss jenna"...jenna's twin sister, rachel was visiting recently. jacob was outside, along with jenna, rachel, derek and others. jacob said, "look daddy, there's two miss jennas!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">**********</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">many of you may know the lyrics...."bye bye miss american pie"....but do you know jacob's version...."bye bye mystery guy" </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">**********</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">in car after school...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">me: i'd love to know what you did for art today</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">j: we do'd leaves</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">me: did you paint them?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">j: yes. there was red and blue paint</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">me: were you making them for the sukkah?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">j: no</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">me: they're not for sukkot? </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><i>(</i><i>knowing that they are!) </i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">j: NO! sukkot is a dog mommy!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">***********</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">and then there was the best of all....when J fell asleep at rosh hashanah services!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjV2OzD-QNFDKJ4JC4L9EXGzhTZsTihfFHPl3S4Ji-HbWCayvqT4i9vBkCF3cB4dti_gNTe5czYq235aECCfLMbF_yIumT1HOXpe1FnB5XGgYUOFwgqNOJ8IdkD1TjAgsXdUmoaozvNF4V/s1600/IMG_1437.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjV2OzD-QNFDKJ4JC4L9EXGzhTZsTihfFHPl3S4Ji-HbWCayvqT4i9vBkCF3cB4dti_gNTe5czYq235aECCfLMbF_yIumT1HOXpe1FnB5XGgYUOFwgqNOJ8IdkD1TjAgsXdUmoaozvNF4V/s320/IMG_1437.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660187140931402722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">ABSOLUTELY NO WORDS NEEDED.....</span></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-6903853592748515282011-09-14T20:33:00.004-04:002011-09-14T20:55:52.673-04:00wait a minute....<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><b>when did this kid get so big?!?!?</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Fx0xDWhwsPsGlwRXFK1EtRc_eCXS6vrRwjEvznFVYns6Wosh_eajcZsgxtrVbYcHxwdEaCNrbpSyNts8xyCm2NyE3KVtNmwnHLEpBuuHpXNfYIh-BmKC_wdfhquzd2GugDFMwFPGS0nw/s1600/IMG_0520.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Fx0xDWhwsPsGlwRXFK1EtRc_eCXS6vrRwjEvznFVYns6Wosh_eajcZsgxtrVbYcHxwdEaCNrbpSyNts8xyCm2NyE3KVtNmwnHLEpBuuHpXNfYIh-BmKC_wdfhquzd2GugDFMwFPGS0nw/s320/IMG_0520.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652380688329467362" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">sept 2009</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReZ6Kw3MVm1X9EcnmMrcZKTTTonrh0nmZWKyA25F-CXLVBJxfLU3YTlhjeCLSxI9gj6W2AJajWyi6KKv3lPQwxMPJDhCGMIhOlx8hMWxpcDt4Xt7i6bhITwKpLNFGvMWZN0lRMkq4D5h6/s1600/IMG_8146.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReZ6Kw3MVm1X9EcnmMrcZKTTTonrh0nmZWKyA25F-CXLVBJxfLU3YTlhjeCLSxI9gj6W2AJajWyi6KKv3lPQwxMPJDhCGMIhOlx8hMWxpcDt4Xt7i6bhITwKpLNFGvMWZN0lRMkq4D5h6/s320/IMG_8146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652380307276372802" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><i>sept 2010</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6eHRHT4pOCAhlRKhNY4jwgXHQiX5gHMt0ARSweefjvqpfBpEqS0JanyianV8LYvSRAK03ybiK0sNZEtzj60yweUectRhENq8O-WHe-HEJVITzQFk0LLTdGJocRoR8_Kv00jo4kwtYJY4a/s1600/IMG_9088.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6eHRHT4pOCAhlRKhNY4jwgXHQiX5gHMt0ARSweefjvqpfBpEqS0JanyianV8LYvSRAK03ybiK0sNZEtzj60yweUectRhENq8O-WHe-HEJVITzQFk0LLTdGJocRoR8_Kv00jo4kwtYJY4a/s320/IMG_9088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652380071897566258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><i>sept 2011</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">i've been reading so many posts on FB and hearing through conversations with friends, how wonderful school is going for their child, how they're loving it, they love their teacher, etc. people keep asking how 1st grade is going for A. to tell you the truth, i can't really tell you! A has <b style="font-style: italic; ">never </b>been one to want to talk much about these kinds of things. i can remember one day when we were driving home from preschool and he said "why do you ask me so many questions when you pick me up?" it's always been a challenge for us....and i'm starting to think it may be this way for quite some time, if not forever. that's just the kind of kid andrew is. he doesn't want to tell me about his day. i wish so badly that he would. the other night he told me he doesn't want to tell me about his day, but that i can ask him questions and he'll maybe answer them. through this, i've been able to find out a <i>little (very little!)</i> bit about his days. i can tell you that his favorite part of the day is DEAR (drop everything and read) time....his biggest complaints are that the day is too long and that there's too much work. unfortunately, two things which i don't think are going to get better any time soon....sorry buddy! you're a big kid now<i> (too big if you ask me!)</i>!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-7374243183594397522011-09-07T20:53:00.010-04:002011-09-07T22:01:01.262-04:00ahoy matey....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAgtogQ3Go5Qu0fcndV1JnkJ31GlBOyvY0xQYlHoHWDbSDuNxrEDs6Ac9zocz5IswjWP_A72B79yz7SX8Huxfy4S2uT3TAkvdOVUJHS7NN4rzpYZrnZ_xHX-28UIxmL4FhjlVDOznZYy1/s1600/IMG_9047.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAgtogQ3Go5Qu0fcndV1JnkJ31GlBOyvY0xQYlHoHWDbSDuNxrEDs6Ac9zocz5IswjWP_A72B79yz7SX8Huxfy4S2uT3TAkvdOVUJHS7NN4rzpYZrnZ_xHX-28UIxmL4FhjlVDOznZYy1/s320/IMG_9047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649797433232924050" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggvpkCRVUVtqA8UEEh1QOpulHXnRntgeWSJ8OuV4XlFZpwpotWAWPrTWWh9qJ02Be-oPidB7Fesu-oRE_ibmrt4_4sdKVt56ux7EnIk-1QTlVG-C5QACxwbaf_TwhPIa9NbyCPQbD7Unbk/s1600/IMG_9058.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggvpkCRVUVtqA8UEEh1QOpulHXnRntgeWSJ8OuV4XlFZpwpotWAWPrTWWh9qJ02Be-oPidB7Fesu-oRE_ibmrt4_4sdKVt56ux7EnIk-1QTlVG-C5QACxwbaf_TwhPIa9NbyCPQbD7Unbk/s320/IMG_9058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649797421357490354" /></a><br />one of our final adventures of the summer was made possible by yet <i>another</i> daily deals site. i scored half price tickets to do an <a href="http://urbanpirates.com/web/">urban pirate cruise</a> in b'more. gg and papa were here too, which made the trip even more special for the boys. we were also joined by our neighbors, tyler & jake and their mom, sara. upon boarding the ship, everyone was given some pirate gear, a tattoo and a pirate name. it wasn't long before i became mom to "angelfish andrew" and "junkyard jacob." jacob was quite hesitant about the whole experience, but much to my surprise, andrew jumped right on in. he even volunteered when they asked for someone to come up and demonstrate how to properly use the life vests.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9L8VQpnJfSiSEju7A6SvaCOA_esLHuA9PsCWTpjLifWhoBelh2tc2X3qRiB9aAOVljnjV-MRX7ohFYb-CxcDjyyi5kuRGUiO35l-b_eSyXfFWswq-3l9xzf-mNTezEkw3kUITtdHr35e7/s1600/IMG_9051.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9L8VQpnJfSiSEju7A6SvaCOA_esLHuA9PsCWTpjLifWhoBelh2tc2X3qRiB9aAOVljnjV-MRX7ohFYb-CxcDjyyi5kuRGUiO35l-b_eSyXfFWswq-3l9xzf-mNTezEkw3kUITtdHr35e7/s320/IMG_9051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649797429096600690" /></a><br />the funniest part of the adventure, was that even while jacob was whining/crying, he would listen and follow the instructions...so there were times he was dancing and shaking it, all with a face full of fear and uncertainty. it really was hilarious! the boat cruised around b'more harbor for about an hour. <div><div style="text-align: center;">along the way, we learned pirate games, songs and lingo....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVrk-sUSwOmEfCgni3rhDI7NmdL5WAM54c38Q2RvEgP8-McfeC9_cdre9bTO4bFWnTKOJNl8GzK78E4BSEEamwOFW9svW0jbRM7uZ0FPh5S9rrYuercotRevimWyOGbacwZEML5jfnj1Os/s1600/IMG_9069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVrk-sUSwOmEfCgni3rhDI7NmdL5WAM54c38Q2RvEgP8-McfeC9_cdre9bTO4bFWnTKOJNl8GzK78E4BSEEamwOFW9svW0jbRM7uZ0FPh5S9rrYuercotRevimWyOGbacwZEML5jfnj1Os/s320/IMG_9069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649797411285173010" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">we took the pirate oath....</div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVWBBwJe9NM31FqnszT1sONoelf51kzBdMwq8ivMrgi2zbdo0x9XlkHhVykDipdl_2gXwJJJ3K455zHKLxddrVNw0ywp5MAaS8ZOMpPoxctWOemFzH-wxe0GWANqhiL_GZ7GcdckE3707/s1600/IMG_9074.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVWBBwJe9NM31FqnszT1sONoelf51kzBdMwq8ivMrgi2zbdo0x9XlkHhVykDipdl_2gXwJJJ3K455zHKLxddrVNw0ywp5MAaS8ZOMpPoxctWOemFzH-wxe0GWANqhiL_GZ7GcdckE3707/s320/IMG_9074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649798248352276210" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">and had to be on the lookout for "mad dog", the bad pirate who had stolen our treasure.</div><div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzQJehyC_D8OlfctcCQEQY3rLY4Jg7GxrYf6akyLYhhDGqnei7Jf5t_P3BExUBa21lgHJcUbtbjq7PeTg-mRodexy-_MUhHplDOTSqYrn6VZefcowQ-PGTG5QOz8CnMMcmFHNLC6fh_sR8/s1600/IMG_9065.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzQJehyC_D8OlfctcCQEQY3rLY4Jg7GxrYf6akyLYhhDGqnei7Jf5t_P3BExUBa21lgHJcUbtbjq7PeTg-mRodexy-_MUhHplDOTSqYrn6VZefcowQ-PGTG5QOz8CnMMcmFHNLC6fh_sR8/s320/IMG_9065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649797418195716002" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ldX06KMF93hgsNgXXABHMkL6G-rKO6W-vlmkfMjGUDj8aDlPDAPMj1QOHCaCtcVsjjS5BDlYGe1RxKgw-B7F6DZOou-bM8debjfJPfxFeRyM_RqClv_VDoBSFZiAd-OdVTNyWKPUGPT0/s1600/IMG_9073.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ldX06KMF93hgsNgXXABHMkL6G-rKO6W-vlmkfMjGUDj8aDlPDAPMj1QOHCaCtcVsjjS5BDlYGe1RxKgw-B7F6DZOou-bM8debjfJPfxFeRyM_RqClv_VDoBSFZiAd-OdVTNyWKPUGPT0/s320/IMG_9073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649793857483488178" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfrG7-d8J3vJOkRvTh81rqN93QrPQkoI2KzR32rdzJMNOZGE9SaniP8JyL8yVuB4tfwJwX3Bv9zXqcitefx116xqDTCWvNXFbLf0NXKiFPhJBKBgwCNCVPgjPATH7kUJJuT0NZGwWKVBF9/s1600/IMG_9076.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfrG7-d8J3vJOkRvTh81rqN93QrPQkoI2KzR32rdzJMNOZGE9SaniP8JyL8yVuB4tfwJwX3Bv9zXqcitefx116xqDTCWvNXFbLf0NXKiFPhJBKBgwCNCVPgjPATH7kUJJuT0NZGwWKVBF9/s320/IMG_9076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649793851709099538" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">the journey ended with the capture of mad dog and our booty! everyone was then allowed to choose 2 pieces from the treasure box.</div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjMypmE5c7huG18aIJ09WjaEP8H71gK-ZObwL8FTTOaeCOtueDT5V2nXiUHXhVkVo-hqy9yKXclTpVh2DW69eKkhywAzjiZ8i_ozyqFt-vtlxuffn4rENbJgqInGtosDZsPhYOL1gTgilZ/s1600/IMG_9079.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjMypmE5c7huG18aIJ09WjaEP8H71gK-ZObwL8FTTOaeCOtueDT5V2nXiUHXhVkVo-hqy9yKXclTpVh2DW69eKkhywAzjiZ8i_ozyqFt-vtlxuffn4rENbJgqInGtosDZsPhYOL1gTgilZ/s320/IMG_9079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649793846652760642" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLK_N9S3QUgYe6Og8zX_86v-xwkjhrzlznl1VwXdeALohxviRb9IVj8CuoAtOUGIgWDg91PwbcOn3QzXifRLFfsu7NEAB6EcW5u6wIlCTpB7W6VIlT7-Fs956wvz3_GsfK5nMFqwvnQ7kb/s1600/IMG_9080.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLK_N9S3QUgYe6Og8zX_86v-xwkjhrzlznl1VwXdeALohxviRb9IVj8CuoAtOUGIgWDg91PwbcOn3QzXifRLFfsu7NEAB6EcW5u6wIlCTpB7W6VIlT7-Fs956wvz3_GsfK5nMFqwvnQ7kb/s320/IMG_9080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649793842233687794" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ekHf0IBAUzEPt2wmBWOtKFCgY4oyJE_rkwVDyZODBezLy-4RgKC7CYIXT6ceuztC5yQKwxhFHXeGMI877j4DF7UVedk21m3Q-w0YKXCtDtWnAVVJ6nvjInPMLqOnZrqkBzRCh_qmuo-l/s1600/IMG_9082.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ekHf0IBAUzEPt2wmBWOtKFCgY4oyJE_rkwVDyZODBezLy-4RgKC7CYIXT6ceuztC5yQKwxhFHXeGMI877j4DF7UVedk21m3Q-w0YKXCtDtWnAVVJ6nvjInPMLqOnZrqkBzRCh_qmuo-l/s320/IMG_9082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649793836070240098" /></a><i>VIDEO OF ANDREW TAKING "PIRATE OATH" & JACOB DANCING (hope you can view them!)</i></div></div></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzDDLnlW2F1KF2XldJN323w3x6AIWZe9znR-A6afqGpknOq58Wu1XhR5KMnpL5PMPGbmp-MY9ZaShuoZbx6_A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzXkYJU39hEhOML4Vfy8oh6PS1md1KzcXPIsm0riOaLW_8Aya4ahVKBbSG5ti530n-iu6mLbLF4VVLqhfQEog' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-77186942888898943692011-08-21T21:53:00.009-04:002011-08-21T22:55:39.633-04:00hot fun in the summertime...continued....
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiSL9cQOIiSqPDyXNceUpM6Jv9E5_PYiCSbB016F1n82fTJMhvzbcBl4R1Xg1iDLNDb84hng0bbMXIs2NSEUsvLCrdtr4uob01FnhqHbDY1YaJ0qtQUgyXFfmONPlo6oUshZRJIqR4xQ1R/s1600/IMG_9010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiSL9cQOIiSqPDyXNceUpM6Jv9E5_PYiCSbB016F1n82fTJMhvzbcBl4R1Xg1iDLNDb84hng0bbMXIs2NSEUsvLCrdtr4uob01FnhqHbDY1YaJ0qtQUgyXFfmONPlo6oUshZRJIqR4xQ1R/s320/IMG_9010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643500159280758498" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>cousins!!!</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
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<br /></i></span></div>the past few weeks have been filled with fun activities....and some first-time stuff too! i finally got over my fear of water parks and took the boys to <a href="http://www.nvrpa.org/park/cameron_run/content/great_waves_waterpark">great waves</a> at cameron run. i had scored a deal on <a href="http://www.certifikid.com/">certifikid</a>....$16 for a 4-pack of after 3pm tickets. for $16, i figured it wouldn't be a huge loss if we ended up not going, so i bought the deal! since i had an extra ticket (and i was still a bit nervous about the whole thing) i had one of our have babysitters, michelle, come along with us. this turned out to be a GREAT idea, as the boys rarely wanted to be in the same place at the same time. we were able to split up and it gave me some much needed one-on-one time with each of the boys. it was an added bonus that they adore michelle (as do i!) and were so excited about spending this time with her too! andrew enjoyed ALL of the water park, while jacob stuck to the smaller water play area, the spray park, and the playground/climbing structure. both boys LOVED the smaller watersides....and andrew even went down the big racing slides with me! as soon as we finished the race, he said, "i won!" i said, "yep you did! that was so much fun!!!" his reply, "we are not doing that again. it was so not awesome mom." i was really proud of him for trying it though!!! we had so much fun that we stayed until the park closed at 7pm! we will definitely be making this an annual summer activity. thanks again to <a href="http://www.certifikid.com/">certifikid</a> for the great deal....i'm not sure i would've tried this out at full price.
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj38HTCjTng86698VRX5vpGPtP_s44IapnrUcosH5QBMgXGF8ERBlBmmzgQx9GIteIog_Fs8OmNBX6Jq7oJFOx8kEt6jeWh9QpYuFKsWrpjefmueg7HMSfXS0_uZjLyt_e8jl4Mp8qfgHQ2/s1600/IMG_1339.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj38HTCjTng86698VRX5vpGPtP_s44IapnrUcosH5QBMgXGF8ERBlBmmzgQx9GIteIog_Fs8OmNBX6Jq7oJFOx8kEt6jeWh9QpYuFKsWrpjefmueg7HMSfXS0_uZjLyt_e8jl4Mp8qfgHQ2/s320/IMG_1339.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643496518952730866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>andrew & michelle after going down a water slide</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
<br /></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOoRntp-xoEHyrP3Q90jlbmnXuHYAhtWi2IvWDO9VsAz0B_j2VrempR1BXQjaRYM75dUmZi8t02LJ3SwWiHIxWsZQAENXQsW9i6tVErCU7HIQqcPx7xCOhE7XOiuiphuFYEpPxbYgs82H0/s1600/IMG_1341.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOoRntp-xoEHyrP3Q90jlbmnXuHYAhtWi2IvWDO9VsAz0B_j2VrempR1BXQjaRYM75dUmZi8t02LJ3SwWiHIxWsZQAENXQsW9i6tVErCU7HIQqcPx7xCOhE7XOiuiphuFYEpPxbYgs82H0/s320/IMG_1341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643496523373022370" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>jacob & michelle at the top of the climbing structure</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
<br /></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfV_HJZ2-E-LwOpUlgLmtlXy4fGIMZP09-43eik384CzNwL_sa9myLMHVFopCm0uzHbcjl26IiqaUUUsrA3Ee11GLPfpJXq3Lxz9mtStqJlPJA0oqa4ukpGnsl_fqwScKLArrdT0kTb8e/s1600/IMG_1345.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfV_HJZ2-E-LwOpUlgLmtlXy4fGIMZP09-43eik384CzNwL_sa9myLMHVFopCm0uzHbcjl26IiqaUUUsrA3Ee11GLPfpJXq3Lxz9mtStqJlPJA0oqa4ukpGnsl_fqwScKLArrdT0kTb8e/s320/IMG_1345.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643496520921570274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>one of the playground slides</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
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<br /></i></span></div>last week we met my sister and her girls at the <a href="http://www.mdsci.org/">maryland science center</a>. we got there around 10:30 and i figured we'd spend a few hours at the museum, head to lunch and be on the road back home by 3 or 4. well, we all had SO MUCH fun at the museum, we had to drag the kids out of there around 3pm to get lunch! there was just SO much to do there....including exhibits on dinosaurs, gravity, senses and the human body. we also saw a "sesame street" planetarium show which the kids seemed to enjoy. we ended up not leaving b'more until about 5pm. this museum was FANTASTIC and i highly recommend it for children (and adults!) of all ages. of course, for us, everything is more fun with leigh, lauren and sarah there!!!<div>
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMgDVDN50v-Jl7LzvkQSeObZwC6TMpjlq74VfHJXhTlMmsfqGB8ubcZWqdvUWzy8h4U_tnNPuCVnx0ygLmcNSum9Lu3OE8G0o-Mj23fG7i9x47JRCCCVvJN5alUvyQ52_n4crP0VZ2rGA5/s1600/IMG_9017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMgDVDN50v-Jl7LzvkQSeObZwC6TMpjlq74VfHJXhTlMmsfqGB8ubcZWqdvUWzy8h4U_tnNPuCVnx0ygLmcNSum9Lu3OE8G0o-Mj23fG7i9x47JRCCCVvJN5alUvyQ52_n4crP0VZ2rGA5/s320/IMG_9017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499884783692482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>sizing up the dinosaur bones</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
<br /></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNbSGt6iX6cRP49qIAhTqEB8nJbP65Wuz2IZE-BSNh20njNDu189BtGG7MR_MmS7-d9NGb4rrf3iIJVxhAplPxvduEGRMA1qEJdoPyfD2lrpFmB7RJ2fyrIrArejat-TrMPweaQtFUCBab/s1600/IMG_9016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNbSGt6iX6cRP49qIAhTqEB8nJbP65Wuz2IZE-BSNh20njNDu189BtGG7MR_MmS7-d9NGb4rrf3iIJVxhAplPxvduEGRMA1qEJdoPyfD2lrpFmB7RJ2fyrIrArejat-TrMPweaQtFUCBab/s320/IMG_9016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499888381542146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>so cute using the magnifying glass!</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
<br /></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPcWz2xPttRwXZgjEfYP6IlpQiQJtIL-SbB1gSWMLF7LHo0_4fQvmYcP7xoz0_b1tVx1eypFW4aw2LM2FjaFzyedc6hI6_9BDrJYHzaywzHFb-DYA5ghDybJIB8T1HJtvcmjYSP7xlfmF5/s1600/IMG_9015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPcWz2xPttRwXZgjEfYP6IlpQiQJtIL-SbB1gSWMLF7LHo0_4fQvmYcP7xoz0_b1tVx1eypFW4aw2LM2FjaFzyedc6hI6_9BDrJYHzaywzHFb-DYA5ghDybJIB8T1HJtvcmjYSP7xlfmF5/s320/IMG_9015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499894047726818" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>dusting off fossils</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
<br /></i></span></div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5k69P06pFpF-ykbyUBlbGdDW90lkmdX5D2zXxzs4xWfnDH2rqPDc24LdNv8aiVqrCio5Mdcn4Mej4SfgDli8CMaP5l07tc1Eb4MFz6TzABVdPOFUvs8DD4pN8z2qtE0IZ7jlGOabGOKm_/s1600/IMG_9018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5k69P06pFpF-ykbyUBlbGdDW90lkmdX5D2zXxzs4xWfnDH2rqPDc24LdNv8aiVqrCio5Mdcn4Mej4SfgDli8CMaP5l07tc1Eb4MFz6TzABVdPOFUvs8DD4pN8z2qtE0IZ7jlGOabGOKm_/s320/IMG_9018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499879433879682" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>color your own dinosaur</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
<br /></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJHeBoWFqapjtVVuoMNaktauQ1TMGr_r9i1UhvLa7_JwrGY9a4QYFzrgIzS19HRlO05MGPLLSHoJppp1Os7GIeJpp-e63n5FCys6xut9plfOaIQVu26hRDyYabQWECSjvru3TjPg-zTaov/s1600/IMG_9019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJHeBoWFqapjtVVuoMNaktauQ1TMGr_r9i1UhvLa7_JwrGY9a4QYFzrgIzS19HRlO05MGPLLSHoJppp1Os7GIeJpp-e63n5FCys6xut9plfOaIQVu26hRDyYabQWECSjvru3TjPg-zTaov/s320/IMG_9019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499874951045154" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>create your own dinosaur</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
<br /></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha660yue9TNlhrLL-DISMnydaCu1ey7ITchQLJp2inQoHM5xDXMNrub2Bz4mjdBjZhZyJg0e7JU0qB7ksxcOmKYwXfuxVSYPhBapgfgbRt5tF4GEjGKYaNs-23FMUjYFcbzotTkmcH43Ae/s1600/IMG_9020.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha660yue9TNlhrLL-DISMnydaCu1ey7ITchQLJp2inQoHM5xDXMNrub2Bz4mjdBjZhZyJg0e7JU0qB7ksxcOmKYwXfuxVSYPhBapgfgbRt5tF4GEjGKYaNs-23FMUjYFcbzotTkmcH43Ae/s320/IMG_9020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499226797447442" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>lining up the dinosaur's body</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">
<br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyctxO3eW4nqFunM5nUS8PV0F95kuDNCs62wRtxjcrDAfR7FIB9B0E514c2RZl2dOahYPT3lviY8iL1jzuvjx-cPUzagzAEAmYRXrM5RNjI9OK4Slfeb7KPBJHUUFErG8hk2fZLvp2uFIu/s1600/IMG_9021.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyctxO3eW4nqFunM5nUS8PV0F95kuDNCs62wRtxjcrDAfR7FIB9B0E514c2RZl2dOahYPT3lviY8iL1jzuvjx-cPUzagzAEAmYRXrM5RNjI9OK4Slfeb7KPBJHUUFErG8hk2fZLvp2uFIu/s320/IMG_9021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499224845392978" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>andrew was SO excited to see the turtles...his fave!</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">
<br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEKfha_Fb9KXI-VUoT2ea_dd3nCJDX5ieZWhT39diIro7EOV3G686YW0RhC6XQGp785dxyFcH-x4Ln3ixOgsHyj6BkXVY_RTGBls2Kh_HsLEMMovnTacdHhLIilnrjtllltjWxSxfdWds7/s1600/IMG_9025.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEKfha_Fb9KXI-VUoT2ea_dd3nCJDX5ieZWhT39diIro7EOV3G686YW0RhC6XQGp785dxyFcH-x4Ln3ixOgsHyj6BkXVY_RTGBls2Kh_HsLEMMovnTacdHhLIilnrjtllltjWxSxfdWds7/s320/IMG_9025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499217881172626" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>launching pool noodles into the air</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">
<br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW-PWRLXwTtCjcbHHz6h00w0ugUlobvi-TyO7UxTHl4FnptErU4_K9XWDdSyps62uUD3w0Iu-Td9tIfO_YwEtNQ1j5HDgjgeNuruyhDO_G5cOYOYpdGzqXwpSs_NVYE1udyqYqTVKJk9DP/s1600/IMG_9026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW-PWRLXwTtCjcbHHz6h00w0ugUlobvi-TyO7UxTHl4FnptErU4_K9XWDdSyps62uUD3w0Iu-Td9tIfO_YwEtNQ1j5HDgjgeNuruyhDO_G5cOYOYpdGzqXwpSs_NVYE1udyqYqTVKJk9DP/s320/IMG_9026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499213440410722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>stick your hand in the lower box and guess what's in there...</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">
<br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBoJ2YLAd3DUHDigRSPa_uMW290e-ruLTPWp47wnRADqWV6-G090AjICrrZJYVHJs5_e-sz1AagJhNXoflaZykTQKnL3ygNQwK86gEexUlnxgvx0UbJqbloByfsi4h0SjOA43uwaeFdmpQ/s1600/IMG_9028.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBoJ2YLAd3DUHDigRSPa_uMW290e-ruLTPWp47wnRADqWV6-G090AjICrrZJYVHJs5_e-sz1AagJhNXoflaZykTQKnL3ygNQwK86gEexUlnxgvx0UbJqbloByfsi4h0SjOA43uwaeFdmpQ/s320/IMG_9028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643498525844643410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">sarah on a bed of nails</span></i></div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDj5zJg3iH9ZWHPHbmELX5zbsDW7rd0El-Sh9G2Iy9mZ09YWkk5b2ukIoI4nNOFsmwW4iCeDJKooMAk5r_D0oVMC6JCgYcnHSQVsqUUjGnfGC-WzZIAhQ_qZf7pWHyYZVI3H5cKYnKWOLX/s1600/IMG_9027.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDj5zJg3iH9ZWHPHbmELX5zbsDW7rd0El-Sh9G2Iy9mZ09YWkk5b2ukIoI4nNOFsmwW4iCeDJKooMAk5r_D0oVMC6JCgYcnHSQVsqUUjGnfGC-WzZIAhQ_qZf7pWHyYZVI3H5cKYnKWOLX/s320/IMG_9027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499209020816578" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-size:85%;" >lauren on a bed of nails</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-size:small;">
<br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqXDqYMr0ek2rZGmDxG9ID7QwUqgd1EC8bu3tjUnY0yceMl3JMQJMnyNv0BZo17lJh-pJ0qJPJ5yY6FPJekuOztVTuPsgbTdNrSCK-xsIYWE9tGTWxrq1NahgTAuWzwUf8rluVKhC91C6t/s1600/IMG_9033.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqXDqYMr0ek2rZGmDxG9ID7QwUqgd1EC8bu3tjUnY0yceMl3JMQJMnyNv0BZo17lJh-pJ0qJPJ5yY6FPJekuOztVTuPsgbTdNrSCK-xsIYWE9tGTWxrq1NahgTAuWzwUf8rluVKhC91C6t/s320/IMG_9033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643498521096406914" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">wahoo....guess i'm healthier than i thought</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">
<br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_qdjFdGwdCINVhrP_xh95wDh93nHcpBSgw2Ym0H-qKbq9XUOBPJstIfu5KgJ3M0hs0FKHzNvf26m8xQZA1G89nAns1YG3i1POzXTq0GC67fSV3d7iZf9dFTfjWI7wsDbgJlWtxPPbIJrC/s1600/IMG_9034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_qdjFdGwdCINVhrP_xh95wDh93nHcpBSgw2Ym0H-qKbq9XUOBPJstIfu5KgJ3M0hs0FKHzNvf26m8xQZA1G89nAns1YG3i1POzXTq0GC67fSV3d7iZf9dFTfjWI7wsDbgJlWtxPPbIJrC/s320/IMG_9034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643498515214492098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">andrew figuring out how to line up the ramps, so that the ball makes the bell ring at the end</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">
<br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4fcXu7kbNrgANv8onZAhb7ROYzqyUGLBRVO4TEWh-zUPZhkh1GJPXoJAT89HmCJ1gSuaXOchKl_F6OHoL7FdPSgQfwVt1N2tC_5L6k4WxzzZPRujjmuX7vUmBooYtqRi3hD_dWUVLWGT6/s1600/IMG_9036.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4fcXu7kbNrgANv8onZAhb7ROYzqyUGLBRVO4TEWh-zUPZhkh1GJPXoJAT89HmCJ1gSuaXOchKl_F6OHoL7FdPSgQfwVt1N2tC_5L6k4WxzzZPRujjmuX7vUmBooYtqRi3hD_dWUVLWGT6/s320/IMG_9036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643498510738879010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">water area</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">
<br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1O1WrCm0gWt5PCqvZmUBsXJn0-5eZs46fDwKrPDMRBVhhvW68J6jMkyfoER1SzYFXrY56V5nG8zSVUDfY-ViaTO-e9oBIejqLBL-dZ8lMoCh9gdEZk8fvI1RZFqHzlobh0Oqf_OGlDIj/s1600/IMG_9038.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1O1WrCm0gWt5PCqvZmUBsXJn0-5eZs46fDwKrPDMRBVhhvW68J6jMkyfoER1SzYFXrY56V5nG8zSVUDfY-ViaTO-e9oBIejqLBL-dZ8lMoCh9gdEZk8fvI1RZFqHzlobh0Oqf_OGlDIj/s320/IMG_9038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643498503593863682" /></a>
<br /></div><div>this past weekend my cousins staci & lisa, and staci's son asher, came down to visit. we spent the day hanging out at my sister's pool and then the girls had a cousin's night. what a blast!!! and asher is such a cutie!!!</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBgjTeVr6zh0e4fXUGTzLT7XtOz9UawygdxvpfqptswaO4FsE2ZmYNOPUqS4BFukI-HbGF8c5-9qTkYtCxfrKmbg7KsKt5btKFnfhgooEq_DIj6Y_dVO5jhd3iwLoW887iBTWR4MsHvUtK/s1600/IMG_1349.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBgjTeVr6zh0e4fXUGTzLT7XtOz9UawygdxvpfqptswaO4FsE2ZmYNOPUqS4BFukI-HbGF8c5-9qTkYtCxfrKmbg7KsKt5btKFnfhgooEq_DIj6Y_dVO5jhd3iwLoW887iBTWR4MsHvUtK/s320/IMG_1349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643505571508161666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>asher & jacob sitting on the fountains</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
<br /></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhELZ_gZFtkzp41NBfbdPYZIQEp2JFSSWSumRXl6REMwZMNMYlk9SF37Rz7VtU1KXX1mdU7nvldNNxb4OvjTvgpAs8lpa1edulVq9ZHAxQVj0fQWtn_amKZn2DfocquTvS0O-Ew_LW7wUBm/s1600/302045_2346000052244_1317321869_2802714_4133418_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhELZ_gZFtkzp41NBfbdPYZIQEp2JFSSWSumRXl6REMwZMNMYlk9SF37Rz7VtU1KXX1mdU7nvldNNxb4OvjTvgpAs8lpa1edulVq9ZHAxQVj0fQWtn_amKZn2DfocquTvS0O-Ew_LW7wUBm/s320/302045_2346000052244_1317321869_2802714_4133418_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643505575483484338" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>cousins!!! lisa, me, staci and leigh</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
<br /></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3Sdjr0MDvHJ0RNAPi3MtZLs3pECt5DMSWYwVuRKs908EMy3MRS7mkjkYrnqzI8gnJpndKGM3Qv2s2HFE73RTHFhjZegxdaYJEznJq7WRwXeI4LJPXEzdWze_s4K9aglxO5ViU-2chh2d/s1600/294135_2346569186472_1317321869_2803634_6331128_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3Sdjr0MDvHJ0RNAPi3MtZLs3pECt5DMSWYwVuRKs908EMy3MRS7mkjkYrnqzI8gnJpndKGM3Qv2s2HFE73RTHFhjZegxdaYJEznJq7WRwXeI4LJPXEzdWze_s4K9aglxO5ViU-2chh2d/s320/294135_2346569186472_1317321869_2803634_6331128_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643505579462138514" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>smores, wine and good chats! (staci....next time you can't go to sleep!)</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><i>
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<br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">with two weeks of summer vaca remaining, we still have a few things on our "to-do" list....so stay tuned...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">...then it's BACK TO SCHOOL!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-42756629974325222652011-08-11T20:42:00.004-04:002011-08-11T21:05:02.912-04:00i DON'T eat fish....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifpsuzWr6WzTkq40-EF1_evgFtwrTCi_xb0b9AJesIxdh-KVa-d9beBYvV9x2l0KxCya5ETsECzCLWjxydUuCzz2k6-QvztNjGm0Kt70XH72jh6YKhtFpkLdFO9IpWbioFxenwYiPuB8-a/s1600/IMG_1332.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifpsuzWr6WzTkq40-EF1_evgFtwrTCi_xb0b9AJesIxdh-KVa-d9beBYvV9x2l0KxCya5ETsECzCLWjxydUuCzz2k6-QvztNjGm0Kt70XH72jh6YKhtFpkLdFO9IpWbioFxenwYiPuB8-a/s320/IMG_1332.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639768076519857618" /></a>
<br /><div style="text-align: center;">...BUT TODAY I LET THEM NIBBLE AT MY TOES!</div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">that's right....i can cross the fishy-pedi off my list of things to try!</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">so, here's the deal...for those of you who have been wanting to try it, or just want to hear about it from someone who has tried it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">you soak your feet in the water, which is filled with these little fish. the fish nibble (no biting!) around your feet, which is supposed to smooth your skin. does it tickle? yes, for some people more than others! and keep in mind if you do try this, the bigger the fish...the bigger the tickle! my friend lori, who came with me, was in hysterics because it tickled her so much. for me, it tickled, but it really felt more like "pins and needles", when your foot falls asleep. it tickled me most when they would swim in between my big toe and second toe...and when they were around my ankles. so, you soak in the fishy water for 20 minutes (or however long you purchase it for!)...they then dry your feet off and you move to a regular pedi chair for the rest of your pedicure.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">i had purchased a discounted daily deal for this...and that's definitely the way to go if you're going to TRY it out. that way, you don't feel like you've spent a whole lot of money, if you end up not liking it. </div><div style="text-align: center; ">all in all....i'm not sure it's something i'll do again. not because i didn't like it, but because i'm not <i>really</i> sure my feet are any smoother than without 30 little fishes eating my dead skin for breakfast!!!</div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwYPTAE0l4xch3k-iCd7u1EE1LsHV5T-lYY14ZAC02qzu5-IN9GnKdBziMpxuvlY3THnfU1OVUMFng_nRuN7w0az8kaE00On56EfvNP3V3pvz4SCHuz2-IRzdU8j2Ia32FTULnb6vfLkjs/s1600/IMG_1337.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwYPTAE0l4xch3k-iCd7u1EE1LsHV5T-lYY14ZAC02qzu5-IN9GnKdBziMpxuvlY3THnfU1OVUMFng_nRuN7w0az8kaE00On56EfvNP3V3pvz4SCHuz2-IRzdU8j2Ia32FTULnb6vfLkjs/s320/IMG_1337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639767530518181730" /></a>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-38996721646418410512011-08-03T16:41:00.003-04:002011-08-03T16:51:27.202-04:00sometimes you just have to laugh...<div style="text-align: center;">believe it or not, my sweet little jacob has developed quite the not-s0-sweet little 3 year old attitude! don't get me wrong....he's throwing nothing at me that could even compare to andrew at age 3, but he's definitely trying his best! </div><div style="text-align: center;">the other day both boys were giving me a run for my money...ok, let's be honest....they were driving me absolutely NUTS-O and i was at the end of my rope. it was one of those days when i really felt i had spent the whole day playing referee and losing count of who was in time out more! </div><div style="text-align: center;">after one of jacob's time outs, he put together this ensemble...NO PANTS, HIS RAIN BOOTS AND A CUTE LITTE HAT! it was all i (and andrew!) could do not to laugh....and then i quickly showered both boys with hugs and kisses! they really ARE cute!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiBrQ2VNJVMwwLUy1VGwNyU6RAPOhnQiZ_qQJcp_WFXR-NB0CLmVz_tFJgOCuBWzSLM6aSA67MMeAOs-h1Xvpu7DNsg8gifJgct2jAMeA4CQWqWvG-gbRw9kLd4Bnm1n7AKsCqOea3nxLb/s1600/IMG_1318.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiBrQ2VNJVMwwLUy1VGwNyU6RAPOhnQiZ_qQJcp_WFXR-NB0CLmVz_tFJgOCuBWzSLM6aSA67MMeAOs-h1Xvpu7DNsg8gifJgct2jAMeA4CQWqWvG-gbRw9kLd4Bnm1n7AKsCqOea3nxLb/s320/IMG_1318.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636734100379609074" /></a>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-52552160528664032092011-07-29T21:11:00.009-04:002011-07-29T21:51:09.963-04:00hot fun in the summertime...my lack of posts on this blog is no indication of our summer....it has been busy busy busy....and we're having lots of fun along the way! the boys have been in camp 4 mornings a week, and typically we head to the pool in the afternoon. andrew has been doing private swim lessons and has made great improvements this summer! <div><br /></div><div>here are some highlights of our adventures thus far....<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;"><b><i>CARS 2...</i></b></span></div><div>i was able to score 4 tickets to a private screening of CARS 2 the weekend it opened. i'm not sure who was more excited about this....we ALL know how much i heart FREE stuff! in addition to the free tickets, the kids each scored a CARS 2 tshirt, a color changing water bottle and a snack pack for the movie! despite my thinking that the movie was way over their heads, with the whole espionage theme, the boys seemed to really enjoy it. personally, i think CARS was a much better flick!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoVlMTESXVBe0okIbM_yu4dxPN-OA_mDEehy4Gr1zoZxGVXovNNfot0z7MqWHrS41lRep3N0UiqnyVLOIVvMLZ4DBw3q7EmcCtKEbWDJppYlUS_qizZF_foouoi-w9FpFcCuJX0uLM2eg6/s1600/IMG_8856.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoVlMTESXVBe0okIbM_yu4dxPN-OA_mDEehy4Gr1zoZxGVXovNNfot0z7MqWHrS41lRep3N0UiqnyVLOIVvMLZ4DBw3q7EmcCtKEbWDJppYlUS_qizZF_foouoi-w9FpFcCuJX0uLM2eg6/s320/IMG_8856.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634948325686670674" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVxOC4c0D_lQBdPqvUIcrUMD5Wte9ZwKHRlARnmfLvrBLq7espLK1TLhcuG6d-f_SUc3gyZ7c6a3eY1orIebgGYKA_3wy29Whm8RdH7AUU0F8Mx0pdyOp640uNbV9kQ1NHbsZz-Tu1hxt9/s1600/IMG_8859.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVxOC4c0D_lQBdPqvUIcrUMD5Wte9ZwKHRlARnmfLvrBLq7espLK1TLhcuG6d-f_SUc3gyZ7c6a3eY1orIebgGYKA_3wy29Whm8RdH7AUU0F8Mx0pdyOp640uNbV9kQ1NHbsZz-Tu1hxt9/s320/IMG_8859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634948327968428226" /></a></div><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;"><b><i>BEACH WEEK 2011...and the "I DO's"</i></b></span><div>as is tradition, we headed down to corolla, nc for a week of sun, fun, surf and....a wedding! yes, this year was special, in that, chris and morgan (my sister's bro in law and his now wife) tied the knot while we were there. it made for an extra special vaca! a few other highlights of the trip were...</div><div>*climbing the corolla lighthouse</div><div>*andrew swimming in the pool on his own</div><div>*watching andrew LOVE the ocean and the beach</div><div>*the four cousins having a sleepover every night...</div><div><br /></div><div>and the BIGGEST highlight of the week, was that this was the first year (in 8 years of doing this trip) that neither my sis nor i had to bring a pack-n-play or diapers!!!!</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJJmh07d-osAaNlGQIVe9kVAmgWaSGSGkC1CZSyQ4l2bD_A5TkIRn_uLUlyebDZXxzir_utGxmVGVw3jl3bkE1J_AN5FKbG07tjAtHFRGCaJ1zOEQXygnDWLGShhXy_LvjrfBnw5R8jK6K/s1600/IMG_8873.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlLKHNUzOCyCAIWvs1o1K_iyivul9TP45vi39zvsJPyqdZpjBmsmxkoYT5Ya_Re2OZPuGHOgmKii7XNdj2zkZzbsaG44tn1dLugwGBr35tbe-4Ksl7U9ObujelNHvC7wSU3ZL1IY_w1Miw/s320/IMG_1316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634951919823955314" /></a></div><br /><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;">STEVE SONGS...</span></i></b><div>another <a href="http://banocyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/check-it-off-list.html">summer tradition</a> of ours, is to see <a href="http://www.stevesongs.com/">steve songs</a> at <a href="http://www.wolftrap.org/Education/Childrens_Theatre-in-the-Woods.aspx">wolf trap</a>. i believe this was our 4th year! this time we made our way there with neighbors and we ALL had a blast! we almost didn't go, because the forecast was for over 100 degrees....and it is always 10 degrees hotter and stuffier in those good ol' woods! we made it though, with water bottles & fans in tow...and the temps were actually bearable!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY-_amX2O8ty-zlOVzHbop2MYFIIcrXlsE6W73abYB-8wwESAQt5uS-LU_zStsFYKTrYMrAkboC1QEcTl4SeFusGPhF-6fwUUhsvMtLfMbf0PHihjgaPZNIJ-AhyphenhyphenXHqQlf83g7FNcjDHPr/s1600/IMG_8957.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY-_amX2O8ty-zlOVzHbop2MYFIIcrXlsE6W73abYB-8wwESAQt5uS-LU_zStsFYKTrYMrAkboC1QEcTl4SeFusGPhF-6fwUUhsvMtLfMbf0PHihjgaPZNIJ-AhyphenhyphenXHqQlf83g7FNcjDHPr/s320/IMG_8957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634955306536940482" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFrHzea79XtepskWEGcYD-gm9x1cEb3tzCdTLM23JVop7X8ZEzyIOrqWehM0f9edv8pFuykL3WKtgkVhv4nHxjRYNlGY1_NVfpXj2fXOy1R4_z8anqLd15m5m9w__BI6iTimlHvpwpe_GV/s1600/IMG_8964.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFrHzea79XtepskWEGcYD-gm9x1cEb3tzCdTLM23JVop7X8ZEzyIOrqWehM0f9edv8pFuykL3WKtgkVhv4nHxjRYNlGY1_NVfpXj2fXOy1R4_z8anqLd15m5m9w__BI6iTimlHvpwpe_GV/s320/IMG_8964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634955301847824098" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj462K2QDZR6sl7BdD_9RLtn6SMJIlHqRzUfN5z1es5C8Z52h0-4Klg6uVAlko0HKXFJNehXz-Gn_x6PUUdG7AEtLtecV-9SL48OjVVIKrC32NXCOeOJ55AWX648sCdxSQkySRU1mJUzNfO/s1600/IMG_8968.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj462K2QDZR6sl7BdD_9RLtn6SMJIlHqRzUfN5z1es5C8Z52h0-4Klg6uVAlko0HKXFJNehXz-Gn_x6PUUdG7AEtLtecV-9SL48OjVVIKrC32NXCOeOJ55AWX648sCdxSQkySRU1mJUzNfO/s320/IMG_8968.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634955297747674562" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;"><b><i>STAY TUNED...</i></b></span><div>with about 4 weeks of summer remaining, we still have several fun things planned, including a trip to baltimore and also the cameron run water park.</div></div><div><br /></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-6807348365722678592011-06-24T19:20:00.003-04:002011-06-24T19:43:18.180-04:00it's ok to be me...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6WODWQZ-AW1sx_NqS71wrr5oSGqd0lC9UR80Oz_ZUDBabkPzecIWvfrSBFKdn3u_Ivv8OFBUTqMxpjc9CIPptoGffspbAcB-I77mpNNLo4N0l801jxjbGDTAiSjh6tC1XiUPy-wAgwoWd/s1600/selfLoveFortune.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6WODWQZ-AW1sx_NqS71wrr5oSGqd0lC9UR80Oz_ZUDBabkPzecIWvfrSBFKdn3u_Ivv8OFBUTqMxpjc9CIPptoGffspbAcB-I77mpNNLo4N0l801jxjbGDTAiSjh6tC1XiUPy-wAgwoWd/s320/selfLoveFortune.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621935972571294530" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">actually, it MORE THAN OK to be me!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">this is a very recent (as in within the past 48 hours!) self discovery i've made. you see, people always tell me that i'm so self confident and so sure of myself, but inside that has never really been the case. i'm not sure where it came from, but i have ALWAYS been very self conscious of my body. whenever i mention this to a friend, they'll say something along the lines of, "oh please amy. you look great." or "seriously amy? get over yourself!" i'd smile and shy away from the conversation, but inside, i was still feeling icky about myself and my body. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">it wasn't until recently, while out celebrating a <a href="http://mommymeltdowns.blogspot.com/2011/06/feeling-love.html">dear friend's </a>40th birthday, that something clicked in me. i was the only one there who had not reached the milestone age of 40. i kept listening to these women talk about how they feel that the best part about turning 40, is that they have "<a href="http://dawnsmithva.blogspot.com/2011/06/arrival.html">arrived</a>." they are finally good with where they are in life, and more importantly, with WHO they are in life. we joked, that i would get there soon enough! well, thankfully that night was an ah-ha moment for me. perhaps i won't even have to wait until i turn 40! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">case in point...i NEVER wear a bikini to our community pool. heck, i'm even self conscious when i wear one at the pool/beach on vaca, when the only people i know there are family!!! i'm not sure why, but i am always WAY too self conscious to pull it off. not only that, but i will evaluate the other women (in my head of course), who may be wearing bikinis. i'll think to myself, "if she can do it, so can i"....but alas, i ALWAYS end up in my tankini! it's no doubt that my belly has gotten flabbier over recent years, and that i have stretch marks to boot! i know.....too much info, right!?!? TODAY i decided that these marks and my belly, are ALL MINE! they are ME....they are marks of my accomplishment of carrying and birthing two amazing children! TODAY, i wore my bikini and i felt good about myself!!! i actually stood in the mirror before heading to the pool and said "I am beautiful and I love myself!" </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i'm not sure what exactly changed in my mind as i listened to these wonderful women talk about their love for themselves, but i am SO incredibly happy to have been there!!! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i am who i am...and i love me!!!!</div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-81527026311635308092011-06-14T14:44:00.008-04:002011-06-14T15:13:51.825-04:00THREE!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPAj43afJFSvvL6gS5Kv7tCfuVULmUSNjU_80YeYdRFONNw2v7mQ4sc6sqPFAZ_6FyduV1-81nQvvch9RtHlJju0j2HcMwOkWavKhWDxWHJpgjTlZia-12uUHCp4nDNAlwRkSNAEo3ULIm/s1600/IMG_0016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPAj43afJFSvvL6gS5Kv7tCfuVULmUSNjU_80YeYdRFONNw2v7mQ4sc6sqPFAZ_6FyduV1-81nQvvch9RtHlJju0j2HcMwOkWavKhWDxWHJpgjTlZia-12uUHCp4nDNAlwRkSNAEo3ULIm/s320/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149921036693042" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">july 2008 - only a few weeks old</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB5grIaZo-xMz1C8NCmGOynj9XR9rUrLtmeg_Bd26uyVEiIQKBEyVCkFc2g-ZwDNs_xpu7bK83xbJWHagB4D_vBSw1UfGvn5I_S2qJBoRhVxGLGfWJ0p52rjEGvgEmPBkoMdhpxpCajytU/s1600/IMG_0462.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB5grIaZo-xMz1C8NCmGOynj9XR9rUrLtmeg_Bd26uyVEiIQKBEyVCkFc2g-ZwDNs_xpu7bK83xbJWHagB4D_vBSw1UfGvn5I_S2qJBoRhVxGLGfWJ0p52rjEGvgEmPBkoMdhpxpCajytU/s320/IMG_0462.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149915066958434" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">july 2009 - 1 year</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM52pUpSF7zQ79SZSECHtmI-FHwtDaVMK3EIdq-l5wzcIHQF7vte3mWzw55iVw0K49rYW_xkbrDVe7jcMLZrYRjs5X5wg5X1aK0P2YhbtMQNMtKYgFX-SqSJLKpfoMJAA59XHAppFohM4v/s1600/IMG_0842.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM52pUpSF7zQ79SZSECHtmI-FHwtDaVMK3EIdq-l5wzcIHQF7vte3mWzw55iVw0K49rYW_xkbrDVe7jcMLZrYRjs5X5wg5X1aK0P2YhbtMQNMtKYgFX-SqSJLKpfoMJAA59XHAppFohM4v/s320/IMG_0842.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149909645520130" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">june 14, 2010 - 2 years</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH6JH8-w6pOZkk-8TKiZ_qpK9cxnMBfM_XQVadMhxNl42lcYqdWFwinzwUhTLVWr6GbI1SVXAvUd0jr9AuB_mx8y0WA-h66ZAlZj37813DB4ad7fR3AZ7oeVF14_7d8POUGilvPibwt_Ne/s1600/IMG_8800.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH6JH8-w6pOZkk-8TKiZ_qpK9cxnMBfM_XQVadMhxNl42lcYqdWFwinzwUhTLVWr6GbI1SVXAvUd0jr9AuB_mx8y0WA-h66ZAlZj37813DB4ad7fR3AZ7oeVF14_7d8POUGilvPibwt_Ne/s320/IMG_8800.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149904474214674" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">june 2011</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_1qI1MqEk8N3UXzuwz3tUDUF61Nsw0jn4ul9LpAD8GTiLta2vg0Je40lk-pZw19L-RNMkucC4qo3_MziBfEi7KbtCQXRqgxf0JV4WqaY3EzmAZ0xhdQKpaULqf_6A6aFXXKRGD8egGIHF/s1600/IMG_1269.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_1qI1MqEk8N3UXzuwz3tUDUF61Nsw0jn4ul9LpAD8GTiLta2vg0Je40lk-pZw19L-RNMkucC4qo3_MziBfEi7KbtCQXRqgxf0JV4WqaY3EzmAZ0xhdQKpaULqf_6A6aFXXKRGD8egGIHF/s320/IMG_1269.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149900078789330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6TYLtj2_mrQshWxI566aYOE91-VDWFOcOimvHPhDP8-8-4t6K_8LUuJv7Scza4JgiIYbZsMBnNb4Vt2e15U6Okz7409CAfsk8VWkqWV7aOUiaoLxvHqnL7bQmUDdn8nqERGwicjnbUlQb/s1600/IMG_1275.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6TYLtj2_mrQshWxI566aYOE91-VDWFOcOimvHPhDP8-8-4t6K_8LUuJv7Scza4JgiIYbZsMBnNb4Vt2e15U6Okz7409CAfsk8VWkqWV7aOUiaoLxvHqnL7bQmUDdn8nqERGwicjnbUlQb/s320/IMG_1275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618153813179582802" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">my sweet baby jacob....today you are THREE years old! as i'm typing this, you are lying quietly on the couch watching dora...the baby dino one...it's your favorite. i thought you'd take a nap today, but you are too excited about our trip to the playground this afternoon. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">jacob, every day spent with you is one that i will cherish forever. you have such a great personality. you make everyone around you smile and laugh with the funny things you say. just today, you were telling me that the playground at camp wasn't fun. when i asked you why, you said, "because there weren't any animals there." i then asked what kind of animals you would want at the playground and you simply said, "wah wahs (giraffes), ryes (tigers) and gorillas. just those three. that's all i want on the playground with me."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">not only are you incredibly funny jacob, but your are very smart too! just this past week, you pretty much mastered the art of peeing and pooping on the toilet...self taught! we didn't even really have to "potty train" you. basically, you put the underwear on and were ready to roll! your fave joke right now is when someone says, "what's under there?" and you get to say "under where...ha ha i said underwear!" when you talk, i sometimes forget that i'm talking to such a young child, because the words that come out of your mouth, sound like those from a 5 year old.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">although you and andrew argue like the best of 'em, i can tell that you wholeheartedly love and adore your brother. <i>(ok....note...you just fell asleep on the couch...and you are SO cute!!!) </i><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH5gSKeNd3PNd3aTTW-TEcyvJGMzgejzvt9s3ocpq5fA71Ghtft7nrm_8_TQWSKuPwrzL-4YhFx5pHIrTmWy8QU0ZhCg7lj5dAmrdxGVQk32__QSXjzxqQq82XDHgDOgqHaBVd2SKpBggc/s1600/IMG_1276.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH5gSKeNd3PNd3aTTW-TEcyvJGMzgejzvt9s3ocpq5fA71Ghtft7nrm_8_TQWSKuPwrzL-4YhFx5pHIrTmWy8QU0ZhCg7lj5dAmrdxGVQk32__QSXjzxqQq82XDHgDOgqHaBVd2SKpBggc/s320/IMG_1276.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618153816001152946" /></a>you say and do pretty much everything andrew says and does. you are definitely the "monkey do" of the family. i can't wait to see the relationship between you and andrew grow over the years! and you are just too cute, the way you say "brothers!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">jacob ellis banocy...i love you with all my heart!!! i hope you never change...please stay the sweet, funny, adorable, handsome, loving, cuddly boy that you are! now...if only i could figure out a way to keep you at age 3!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">happy birthday my love!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-55474536114391507662011-06-11T18:37:00.005-04:002011-06-13T21:00:56.224-04:00that's what he said...we've been having great success potty training jacob so far. here's our conversation one afternoon when jacob woke up from his nap...<div><br /></div><div>j: mommy, i have pull-up on?</div><div>me: yes</div><div>j: so i can go pee pee in it?</div><div>me: well, how about you go on the toilet instead.</div><div>j: fine....(sigh)...i'll be potty trained!</div><div><br /></div><div>what a sense of humor this kid has!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>********************************</div><div>as a mom, i can tell the days when j is tired and needs a nap. last week, on the way home from school, he was rubbing his eyes and said, "mom, i know i doin this (rubbing eyes), but i not tired. i not need nap today." </div><div><br /></div><div>********************************</div><div><br /></div><div>d: jacob, what do you want for your birthday?</div><div>j: bubbles.</div><div>d: what else do you want for your birthday?</div><div>j: more bubbles. lots of bubbles.</div><div><br /></div><div>*********************************</div><div><br /></div><div>me: sleep tight jacob. tomorrow when you wake up you'll be three!</div><div>j: no! i not born in june!</div><div><br /></div><div>*********************************</div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-61384429266805202042011-06-05T09:54:00.003-04:002011-06-05T10:22:59.878-04:00for the cure....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeCUrBiAB2giMxuj0bW26591rsDOGHOjTst0IOeTswspGtm94oinOg17DzyLAa-4WHhk4-AOOyRn1MrZGiLtjJsnZBwF2IHvhsqCZGPwoJQhuEYCf56Km0ZEw2lCm1X72T86qPo6VhrIhm/s1600/251622_2174498681727_1224621257_2707450_830974_s.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeCUrBiAB2giMxuj0bW26591rsDOGHOjTst0IOeTswspGtm94oinOg17DzyLAa-4WHhk4-AOOyRn1MrZGiLtjJsnZBwF2IHvhsqCZGPwoJQhuEYCf56Km0ZEw2lCm1X72T86qPo6VhrIhm/s320/251622_2174498681727_1224621257_2707450_830974_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614740755786340738" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE4yac2_Lg3sKyr3__5IUvRszezJka_TwVRPKC9hdJZX845lK8DBhhb7irsyEnkry9Vs8lO1AK-fw16RKOKZqOuxd2zpw6n0zBr4noyxt1bBru52JD0Gobt55M7UJCqf73fWJ4fN4mwfh4/s1600/250405_2174498441721_1224621257_2707449_4593673_s.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE4yac2_Lg3sKyr3__5IUvRszezJka_TwVRPKC9hdJZX845lK8DBhhb7irsyEnkry9Vs8lO1AK-fw16RKOKZqOuxd2zpw6n0zBr4noyxt1bBru52JD0Gobt55M7UJCqf73fWJ4fN4mwfh4/s320/250405_2174498441721_1224621257_2707449_4593673_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614740754724441842" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">a beautiful cool morning....over 40,000 people...3,500 survivors...3.1 miles....a sea of pink...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">RACE FOR THE CURE!</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i walked in honor of all those who have been inflicted with this terrible disease. for those who have endured hours, day, weeks, months of chemotherapy, radiation, surgeries. for those who have lost their hair. for those who have lost their breast or breasts. and for those who have lost the battle.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i walked in honor of my friend, my personal hero, dawn smith. she has shown me that when cancer invades your body, your life, you have a choice to make. dawn makes the choice every day to wake up and live life to the fullest. a mother of 4, she has shown cancer that it will not defeat her. it will not defeat her family. every day she is reminded that she still has this disease. every day she fights! she doesn't win every day, but she keeps on fighting! for dawn, i walked. for everything you've faced and continue to face. for your amazing strength and courage. dawn, you have taught me such life lessons! i love you girl! now keep kicking some cancer a**!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-61235876624398930102011-05-28T22:28:00.001-04:002011-05-28T22:28:58.325-04:00DEFEAT!!!<p>today i defeated what i consider to be the DEAMON....my arch nemesis of running! it shines from above, trying to make me weaker. yes, it is has power at home in VA, but it extends its power to the hundredth degree here in FL...literally speaking! it slows me down and makes my breathing uneven. yes, i am talking about the sun and the heat!!! </p><p>My alarm went off at 6:40 this morning. i quickly hit snooze...i mean c'mon, i'm on vaca here, right! i couldn't fall back asleep though. i desperately wanted to roll over and get another hour of sleep, but all i could think about was how hot it might get in that hour. i checked my weather app and it said it was already 83 freakin degrees. ok...that was enough to get my butt out of bed and on the run. holy shit....83 degrees at 7 in the morning is a shock to the system! despite the heat, i felt i was doing well on my run. my water bottle showed me differently though. i had drained the darn thing by mile 3. a quick stop at walgreens for a bottle of water and i was back on my way. by 5 miles i was actually cursing. the thoughts inside my head, which i think escaped my lips at some point, were along the lines of "holy.fucking.heat....mother.f'er.it's.hot...f.u.c.k!!!" </p><p>i did it though....6 miles in 1 hour and 8 mins!!! the forecast at home is looking HOT HOT HOT next week....don't be alarmed if you hear me cursing along the running route....or if i decide to run at 4:30am....it might be the only option this summer!<br/></p>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-43627609278689399302011-05-23T20:11:00.003-04:002011-05-23T20:26:05.595-04:00that's what he said...<div style="text-align: center;">today in the car, jacob was being quite loud and it was bothering andrew. andrew had asked him to please be quiet several times, and he wouldn't listen. i then told him to please be quiet.</div><div style="text-align: center;">his response..."no i won't stop. i the king!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">jacob was in rare form (aka totally crabby!) at the grocery store today. he threw several tantrums throughout the shopping trip. one of the funniest ones occurred in the pasta aisle. he <b><i>insisted</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> that he wanted to try the elbow macaroni (which btw was on the shelf....not even in our cart!). i tried explaining to him that it had to be cooked before eating it. i told him it was hard, not soft like the pasta he eats at home. he was <i><b>screaming</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">, "i want to eat it NOW!" he then took the box off the shelf, opened it, took out a noodle and proceeded to eat it....all this while i stood there and watched (with a smirk on my face!). </span></i></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i>crunch, crunch, spit on the floor</i></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">"eww mommy. why you have me eat that?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>yes...that box of pasta, now opened and tainted by my 2 year old, came home with us!</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">later in the shopping trip, jacob refused to ride in the cart. this wouldn't have been such a problem if he would walk with me. nope....the reason....he wanted the milk with the picture of a cow on it....not the milk i had already placed in the cart (sans cow pic). so....he just plopped himself down....right there in front of the milk fridge. and so it was....we had a little standoff in the milk department! guess who won??? <b><i>ME....</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">we got the milk already in our cart....and jacob walked with me to the register. well, almost all the way there. half of the time he said he was "froggy jacob" and proceeded to hop like a frog saying "ribbit." </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">no.....this is not a joke! this really was my trip to the grocery store today!!!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">now...where's that wine i bought?!?!?</span></b></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-46592069861622503232011-05-23T13:31:00.005-04:002011-05-23T13:47:29.936-04:00sweet idea....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd3-nwPylFjYKIdxoMoIzvI3hF6TCJUXQiTJsw8Kzc2PPiqm86d0naOctIL7sR1PWy3NLjwHombk7-eQytgjEN9JdeDubrhaKMqovtbwcjyovsnfllD91eGhSwK5pjZQgDJzzVVNIE3orh/s1600/IMG_1229.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd3-nwPylFjYKIdxoMoIzvI3hF6TCJUXQiTJsw8Kzc2PPiqm86d0naOctIL7sR1PWy3NLjwHombk7-eQytgjEN9JdeDubrhaKMqovtbwcjyovsnfllD91eGhSwK5pjZQgDJzzVVNIE3orh/s320/IMG_1229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609968885294241186" /></a><br />as classroom parent for both andrew & jacob's classes, i'm always searching for cute ideas for teacher appreciation week. i thought i'd share with you the candy bar poster i made for andrew's teachers one day during the week. btw...i had made this for his preschool teachers last year, but forgot to blog about it! here it is...in time for anyone who might want to make it as an end of the year gift/card for teachers.<div>the pic is small, so here's what it says.....words in bold/italics are where you put a candy bar...</div><div>thank you teachers! you all are <b><i>sweet tarts </i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">for everything you teach our children. our kids really </span><i>skor</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">ed when they landed in your class! we know sometimes they act like they're from somewhere beyond the </span><i>milky way</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">. it must be hard to contain your </span><i>snickers</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> when those </span><i>sugar babies</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> tell you </span><i>mounds</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> of funny stories. thank you for teaching our children to be </span><i>good & plenty</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> polite, rather thank acting like </span><i>goobers<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">! <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">they have learned </span><b>whoppers<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">of information in your kindergarten class! you bring such </span><i>joy</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> (use almond joy candy) to their lives and have been </span><i>lifesavers</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> for all of us this year! we can't thank you enough for all you do! you all deserve a </span><i>100 grand payday!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">be sure to </span><b>take 5 </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">today. we love you to </span><b>pieces</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">!!! </span><b>hugs</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> and </span><b>kisses</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">, parents of your 2010-2011 class</span></span></i></span></b></span></i></b></div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-66558268451240845422011-05-14T21:12:00.006-04:002011-05-14T21:31:26.548-04:00lies i told my kids recently<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQR5v_1jLyKzVseyEykdbigGbs6Eclvz-etD5-8kRbOa4mmnd8P5Ykyz1RDD6KfbhQqojYbU_rdnOz77LWAzbjCi_XZww3mP_9Ck3yBWeS4SVfYoY3knXEpNzz4LhCSfKgvA2f5Fi-7LKt/s1600/post_1492134_1224202798_med.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 195px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQR5v_1jLyKzVseyEykdbigGbs6Eclvz-etD5-8kRbOa4mmnd8P5Ykyz1RDD6KfbhQqojYbU_rdnOz77LWAzbjCi_XZww3mP_9Ck3yBWeS4SVfYoY3knXEpNzz4LhCSfKgvA2f5Fi-7LKt/s200/post_1492134_1224202798_med.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606749117560085890" /></a><br />yes...that's right...i lie to my kids....and i'm <i>NOT</i> afraid to admit it! sometimes lying to my kids makes life a little easier on all of us...ok, well maybe just on me...but hey, what they don't know <strike>won't</strike> <i>might not</i> hurt them!<div><br /></div><div>***<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i>please note....no children were harmed in the telling of these lies***</i></span><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>1... i told andrew i didn't have any money with me, so we wouldn't have to go to the concession stand after his tball game today</div><div><br /></div><div>2... i told jacob that the "bike room" at school was closed for cleaning, so i could get him home for a nap, rather than staying to play after school</div></div><div><br /></div><div>3... i told jacob that we didn't have a particular movie anymore, just because i simply <b>could not</b> stand to watch it or even hear it in the background again</div><div><br /></div><div>4... i told andrew the iphone was charging, because i didn't want to have to argue with him about not playing a game on it</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>so....there you have it....just a few i can remember as i'm sitting here. trust me....there are many more....i guess i fib so much i can't even remember them all!!!</div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-29671539598880671902011-05-13T14:35:00.005-04:002011-05-13T14:50:39.150-04:00for the record....<p class="MsoNormal">one of the main reasons i started this blog, was to capture all of the wonderful memories that come along with motherhood. recently, i have found myself saying repeatedly, “i have to write that one down” in reference to something one of the boys has said or done. so…here they are….at least the few I can recall right now…hopefully i’ll get better at adding these things to the blog in a timely manner…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">jacob when he woke up “mom, my feet hurt in these paybays (that’s pj’s btw)</p><p class="MsoNormal">me: that’s probably because those pajamas are getting too small</p> <p class="MsoNormal">j: why they getting small?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">me: because you’re getting bigger and longer</p> <p class="MsoNormal">about 20 minutes later….</p> <p class="MsoNormal">me: jacob do you want to eat breakfast at the big table or your little table?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">j with a very serious look: i should sit at the big table today because i getting so long.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">in the car, jacob was holding both his water cup and mine, when he said, “i have 2 cups. if i drink one, then i only have one cup.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">andrew: mom, since 100 cents equals one dollar, does 25 + 25 + 25 + 25 equal 100?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">me (very proud!!!): yes, how did you figure that out?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">a: because 4 quarters equals a dollar, so 25 four times equals 100.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">me: oh my god andrew! you are SO smart!!!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">me to jacob: ok jacob, i need a kiss before we do that.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">j: why you always need kisses? daddy not always ask for kisses all time.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <!--EndFragment--> i'll end this post with pics of the beautiful artwork the boys made me for mother's day!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhJVrj70zcLmzQJ7J4EdB6ziu0qr1LLnstYFYr-adGu01CPg-ugUQFdRo2GCNq_NB4qARhgt5JUuSz_7pxQE_UwTqec6WQG0-YUGvHGFO3JsC87JdWF2t6S4RX1Xpk3YySZYSQiCnXVHe3/s1600/IMG_8762.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhJVrj70zcLmzQJ7J4EdB6ziu0qr1LLnstYFYr-adGu01CPg-ugUQFdRo2GCNq_NB4qARhgt5JUuSz_7pxQE_UwTqec6WQG0-YUGvHGFO3JsC87JdWF2t6S4RX1Xpk3YySZYSQiCnXVHe3/s320/IMG_8762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606274370626519266" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNafadhA8uxcXNhdV9qMdwEK2mTeh6rG-IFBCPVEXfb9hsDq95-5Y-zUgZm48pecUWg9dL31C6EU-6Wv8AHKx5KgN-lLxGgycW_RcxHlKrc_prX40QMBlneTh9b51VH0ZCkrKxGUiWN59t/s1600/IMG_8757.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNafadhA8uxcXNhdV9qMdwEK2mTeh6rG-IFBCPVEXfb9hsDq95-5Y-zUgZm48pecUWg9dL31C6EU-6Wv8AHKx5KgN-lLxGgycW_RcxHlKrc_prX40QMBlneTh9b51VH0ZCkrKxGUiWN59t/s320/IMG_8757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606274364118987954" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq354RNH2AR8NJarOukEyxb51TCVgEHyRS86IJ4bS-_o6uXkQfpDQ65qaeGqPxZW1QzDIQhMlPqdEnHX-eGr3NVnl3Lx3IpNFOeLGK6DDaCa0VzoH_ydy5P70mZjlhcnj0NVPgGWMkEwjD/s1600/IMG_8760.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq354RNH2AR8NJarOukEyxb51TCVgEHyRS86IJ4bS-_o6uXkQfpDQ65qaeGqPxZW1QzDIQhMlPqdEnHX-eGr3NVnl3Lx3IpNFOeLGK6DDaCa0VzoH_ydy5P70mZjlhcnj0NVPgGWMkEwjD/s320/IMG_8760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606274369609993874" /></a>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404402385363547804.post-11532757334804219362011-05-10T15:42:00.002-04:002011-05-10T15:48:02.961-04:00the wheels on the bus....<div style="text-align: center;">go round and round....round and round...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">we had a milestone last friday....andrew rode a school bus for the VERY FIRST time! his class took a field trip to the reston petting zoo, which is about 40 minutes from here. i must say, i was a little nervous that THIS would be his first bus ride. talk about major highways and major construction along the way! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">andrew had a great time at the zoo and seemed unfazed the bus ride. while andrew was on the field trip, i relaxed my mommy worries with a manicure and massage (belated bday gift to myself!)</div>Mommy's Time Outhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06853447922432843270noreply@blogger.com0