<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281</id><updated>2012-01-26T18:23:12.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carly♥Seth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6555750558612867907</id><published>2012-01-24T14:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:08:22.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;On Tuesday of our vacation week we went to Disneyland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I wasn't sure how Taylor would do being in the park and most likely a stroller all day, and I didn't know how well Brooklyn would like the rides. But I knew she would absolutely love to see the princesses, so we opted for just one day at the park with the single goal of B getting to as many princesses as possible. I'd heard from friends and family that you can spend somewhere between 2-3 hours waiting in line just to get a hasty picture with one princess. I'd also heard from a couple people about meet and greet type meals you can get reservations for and opted for that. Best decision ever. We went to Ariel's Grotto for a lunch to meet the hostess, Ariel, and four of her princess friends. Just B, my mom, and I went to the lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;You go down a spiral staircase in to the restaurant. Ariel is at the bottom and you wait your turn to get her autograph and then pose for a professional picture. They also turn and let you take your own picture with her. I almost started crying watching Brooklyn. She was in such awe and you could tell it was such a magical experience for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLc7F04otx0/Tx81ZRrv_VI/AAAAAAAABok/kdb4HwYP-Ow/s400/209.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701334361634241874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AuOYbFCluAY/Tx81kQpWrsI/AAAAAAAABow/7yJepFjOMJ4/s400/210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701334550334320322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Oh, you BET we dressed her up! Almost all the other little girls there were dressed up also. B felt pretty fancy in the special dress her Grammy had made her. I brought a change of clothes for her to wear the rest of the day, and had a hard time convincing her to change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;After you meet Ariel, they take you to your table. We happened to be seated outside, which I really liked. We were right next to the water and the weather was perfect. They serve you some appetizers first, which were delicious and then you get to order from a menu. Fancy fancy food. It was all so good. Periodically during the meal you would hear a trumpet and then they would announce a princess. First was Belle. She would come out and then go to each table, signing autographs, talking to the little girl at each table and then would pose for pictures. We were the 3rd table right at the spot where they came out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWj8WUilx_0/Tx83PXOljpI/AAAAAAAABo8/8D6IqMmeTu4/s400/213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701336390347099794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Brooklyn would light up each time a new princess came out. Then she would watch them as they made their way through all of the tables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Next was Princess Aurora (Sleeping Beauty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7LFKHDWk96k/Tx83kpQAsRI/AAAAAAAABpI/M62LQrTzDpc/s400/216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701336755962163474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Then came Cinderella. Oh boy. It was so funny, B had taken off her gloves to eat but as soon as she saw Cinderella come out she was scrambling to get her gloves on and frantically saying "Quick, Mom...my gloves!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cvKv8x2kq0/Tx84JqDf1vI/AAAAAAAABpU/yldnF5E7lvw/s400/218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701337391833274098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAWsqC6w1XU/Tx84U4F79eI/AAAAAAAABpg/s9mOj5lJDJQ/s400/219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701337584580163042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zo0Fzb_Glc/Tx84lF8uPRI/AAAAAAAABps/oVkYyhddn8A/s400/220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701337863177518354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Then Minnie Mouse came out and for some reason I didn't get a picture of that. After you finish the main course they bring a dessert platter out. We were pretty stuffed by that point. They also sell the professional picture they took with Ariel. Of course we bought it! It was too cute to pass up. All in all the luncheon and experience was well worth the extra money. And maybe we didn't go to the right places but we didn't see any more characters while walking around Disneyland or California Adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;After the lunch mostly walked around and would take turns letting each other go on rides. My sister and cousin Ethan did a lot of fast passes and I think were able to go on quite a few rides. I think I went on 3 maybe. We all went on the little Bug's Life caterpillar rides and got some pictures on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Waiting in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QepRoYtCJCc/Tx86VbF0X2I/AAAAAAAABp4/6C2JHesgvPM/s400/P1000242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701339792998162274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklyn had a hard time looking at the camera long enough for a picture, and Grammy insisted on making silly faces :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdxKhvWcRl0/Tx860IiXqqI/AAAAAAAABqE/s6RvVb614LM/s400/P1000245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701340320593586850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhTZaMh_GGY/Tx875GLjVHI/AAAAAAAABqQ/6IvmsiKiOYw/s400/P1000251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701341505371985010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I thought this next picture was funny. I always forget to take pictures of things I'd like to remember so I kept telling people to remind me to have pics taken. Someone took this of me and Mister. Apparently he was SUPER happy to be there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYQLATT-DSo/Tx88gtCvw9I/AAAAAAAABqc/Q6hTmifrlL0/s400/P1000241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701342185818932178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6glGl6oc-_c/Tx88vyWSQjI/AAAAAAAABqo/QGN5zxmvhZ8/s400/239.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701342444941099570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The best we could get of a family shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Zgw0oLyUb8/Tx89DUDpKhI/AAAAAAAABq0/DMwcK5Gq5b4/s400/235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701342780407228946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;When we first got to the park and put Mister in the stroller he was so excited and keep kicking his feet. Such a handsome man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abcCOWErc3U/Tx89lGzcBNI/AAAAAAAABrA/KQVSdYA0Dec/s400/206.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701343360965149906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;We listened to a great band for a while and Brooklyn was dancing the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rjr_kd0HdvQ/Tx8-FciXBlI/AAAAAAAABrM/nPi050CU84Y/s400/225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701343916554913362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;During the evening we wandered around and got to ride on the carousel, Splash Mountain, and the Alice in Wonderland caterpillar ride. Really random. We tried to get pictures with the castle lit up and these were the best of the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rb7ARQN16kE/Tx8_GVA8JZI/AAAAAAAABrY/ZJr_X3bJDLk/s400/258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701345031227188626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0kD78g2IPfA/Tx8_zP8jTWI/AAAAAAAABrk/JA_NmSHScfU/s400/P1000260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701345802960719202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Shortly after both kids fell asleep. It was a fun, exhausting day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6555750558612867907?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6555750558612867907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6555750558612867907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6555750558612867907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6555750558612867907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2012/01/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLc7F04otx0/Tx81ZRrv_VI/AAAAAAAABok/kdb4HwYP-Ow/s72-c/209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1396536442148678516</id><published>2012-01-21T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:58:20.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;What a week. The whole fam caught a nasty bug and had to deal with the consequences on different days. That plus tons of snow has meant staying at home indoors the entire week. Now that everyone seems to be on the mend, it feels like a good time to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;My brother and Erica set their wedding date for December 30th down in San Diego and shortly after that decision was made I decided since we're going down we might as well make it a real family vacation. Seth started saving up days off and we began saving money and making plans. Brooklyn was the perfect age I thought for her first trip to Disneyland. She loves all of the princess movies and getting dressed up and all that so Disneyland was definitely on the agenda. After a lot of back and forth we eventually decided to leave Christmas day and drive down to spend the week before the wedding in California. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Oh did you catch that? I said drive. With the babies. For 20 hours. After looking up ticket prices we decided to drive. It was either fly down and only be able to attend the sealing and turn right back around, or drive and be able to afford lots of fun stuff. I was super nervous about how the kids would handle being in the car but I have to say they did FANTASTIC for the circumstances. Way better than I anticipated. Ok let me back up a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Because we were leaving on the 25th, among other reasons, we had decided the trip would be our Christmas present to ourselves (all selves, including the kids). I got caught up more in "vacation" planning than Christmas celebrating. I did however want to make sure we had a tree and keep things semi festive around the house. On B's birthday I had grand plans to go out in the mountains with everyone (my family came up for the weekend) and cut down a tree and then go sledding. I can't remember all of the events that transpired to scrap those plans but a lot of people ended up staying home and we drove and drove and didn't really find any snow. But we did find a tree! And since Seth couldn't come I got to choose a Charlie Brown tree, my favorite kind :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiS7mCZqHC8/TxuayrCAOJI/AAAAAAAABno/HUa9ju2XXXY/s400/29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700319948702759058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Ignore how close the road is to the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The whole crew, minus cousin Ethan who is taking the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uq_vqH41gH8/TxulMi895pI/AAAAAAAABoY/1A-QrWy4C2o/s400/35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700331388327028370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;After we got home I put the lights on the tree but everyone was too tired to decorate with the awesome ornaments I got for 75% off last year at Target. Never did get around to putting them on. One of my New Year's resolutions is to be better about holiday decorating :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Christmas Eve we went to Walla Walla and did a small gift exchange with Seth's parents and Seth's siblings that could make it that year. The only picture I got of that was the little cousins (Ezra, Joshua, and B) showing off their sweet ornaments from Great Grandma and Grandpa (Gertch and Fred). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EoWgsY93KbQ/Txugc66XvWI/AAAAAAAABn0/6id1N6iSj5g/s400/191.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700326172078357858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';" &gt;They send everyone (kids, kid's spouses, grandkids, grandkid's spouses, great grandkids etc) an ornament each year and put a lot of thought in to each and every one. This year Brooklyn got a ballerina, Seth got one with tools on it(because he's always fixing things, I got a chef one(since I love to cook), and Taylor got a John Deere tractor. They have so much family yet somehow manage to really get to know you personally. It is such a treat to open the ornaments each year and I love the collection we already have. Such a fun tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';" &gt;Speaking of traditions, there are a couple that I want to incorporate, starting next year. I found this idea on a friend's blog. Instead of going overboard with presents, everyone gets 4 that follow this criteria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';" &gt;1. Something they want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';" &gt;2. Something they need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';" &gt;3. Something to wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';" &gt;4 Something to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;#4 makes me especially giddy since I love to read. What a fun way to start building their own little library of books. I think I might also do this one for birthdays. Also Seth's brother Ryan and his wife Amber decided this year to open presents on Christmas Eve to help keep the focus on Christ on Christmas Day. I thought that was a wonderful idea and want to try that too. Maybe just do stockings Christmas morning or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Christmas Day Brooklyn got to open some surprise presents that Grammy couldn't resist getting for her and then we went to church. Got to see a lot of old friends and I had so much fun catching up with them. The plan was to leave IMMEDIATELY afterwards but I think we got on the road like 3 hours behind schedule. Now it was on to Portland to have a Christmas dinner with our good family friends the Butterfields. They had one delicious spread waiting for us and then we played a fun and hilarious game of Minute to Win It. Needless to say we were back on the road a lot later than expected! But I'm glad we took our time making good memories and spending quality time together with friends. The next plan was to stay a few hours of the night in southern oregon with Seth's cousins, the Chambers. After the kids fell asleep we changed plans and decided to drive through the night while they were out. It was a long night for the grown ups but I think the right call. We finally arrived at our friend's, the Broadheads, sometime mid morning and crashed. Seth and I were lucky enough to go out on a double date that night while the rest of the fam stayed home with the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Start of the trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jcb-gzt85Q4/TxujTtxEgiI/AAAAAAAABoA/BU2a8kshGmE/s400/196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700329312465748514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Still happy to be in the car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMx3WLpCXZE/TxujgzP5zfI/AAAAAAAABoM/h4zWqvN4H2g/s400/198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700329537275547122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Tomorrow, Disneyland!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1396536442148678516?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1396536442148678516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1396536442148678516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1396536442148678516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1396536442148678516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiS7mCZqHC8/TxuayrCAOJI/AAAAAAAABno/HUa9ju2XXXY/s72-c/29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-303773502090897951</id><published>2012-01-11T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:07:09.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>$1 Waitress Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;B loves to dress up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'd estimate in a typical day there are a minimum of 27 costume changes. She also usually demands to be addressed as whatever princess she happens to be channeling at that moment. The other day I called up the stairs to her and she yelled "I'm not Brooklyn, I'm a WAITRESS!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And then she said she needed a waitress dress like Tiana in The Princess and the Frog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A yellow one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I had the genius idea to find a toddler size yellow dress up shirt and attach some fabric for a skirt to the bottom to make a dress. Apparently those shirts don't exist. At least not at the 15 different places I searched for one. Then I remembered the men's dress shirt to toddler dress tutorials I've seen here and there and had my second genius idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Men's shirts were half off at Salvation Army the day I went searching for a shirt. I bought one and made it a little too small and the fabric was pretty thin but not to fear because at $1 I was ok with scraping that and trying again. Found a Wrangler shirt, nice and thick, and got to work! This is the easiest project ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I added lace on the bottom because I love to put lace on anything and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I basically followed &lt;a href="http://liliash.blogspot.com/2009/08/phias-party-dress.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tutorial, minus the elastic waist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMdNohoEH00/Tw4TR65KUII/AAAAAAAABnE/5lug7iieTYg/s400/163.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696511777257967746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8r-_cn-DVYo/Tw4Tte_940I/AAAAAAAABnQ/ZeES8DUdqTI/s400/168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696512250806657858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;No, you're not imagining it, the dress does need to be ironed :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And I'm adding this last picture because it made me laugh so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gSNc-lq-V7w/Tw4UZH_glmI/AAAAAAAABnc/OVOVOjTXNNM/s400/170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696513000544966242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;...She was done modeling, if you couldn't tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-303773502090897951?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/303773502090897951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=303773502090897951&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/303773502090897951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/303773502090897951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-waitress-dress.html' title='$1 Waitress Dress'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMdNohoEH00/Tw4TR65KUII/AAAAAAAABnE/5lug7iieTYg/s72-c/163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-8984905764981573465</id><published>2012-01-09T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:18:40.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12.9.2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1agfwzPi3M4/TwuWwvnbSTI/AAAAAAAABd0/_itzma2oSZQ/s1600/370.1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1agfwzPi3M4/TwuWwvnbSTI/AAAAAAAABd0/_itzma2oSZQ/s400/370.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695811917899843890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Songs:&lt;/b&gt; Rolling in the Deep &amp;amp; Someone Like You by Adele, Bare Necessities, Colors of the Wind, Little Drummer Boy, I Like to Move It, Popcorn Popping, Once There Was A Snowman, I Love to See the Temple, I Am a Child of God, The Star Spangled Banner, You Are My Sunshine, Frowny face song, A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite foods:&lt;/b&gt; apples, graham crackers, quesadillas, carrots with ranch, chips, string cheese, chocolate milk, potato wedges, burritos, fruit snacks, bananas, broccoli, waffles, chocolate chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Color:&lt;/b&gt; Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite letter:&lt;/b&gt; B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite number:&lt;/b&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Princess:&lt;/b&gt; Tiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite movies:&lt;/b&gt; The Princess and the Frog, Tangled, Cinderella, Jungle Book, Beauty and the Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite things to do:&lt;/b&gt; paint, play dress-up, build castles with blocks, read books, sing along while listening to Mama's iPod, cook, be outside, hide toys from little brother, have nails painted, dance, take baths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-8984905764981573465?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/8984905764981573465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=8984905764981573465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/8984905764981573465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/8984905764981573465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2012/01/1292011.html' title='12.9.2011'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1agfwzPi3M4/TwuWwvnbSTI/AAAAAAAABd0/_itzma2oSZQ/s72-c/370.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6253920748274482378</id><published>2011-12-17T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T15:57:51.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning our 3 year old daughter told us that her 10 month old brother had "punched her out" and that it happened "in the bushes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naturally, Seth and I were horrified to hear this and immediately started interrogating Mister to see if he had really done what he was accused of. He refused to speak. After processing this horror story a bit, some details (actually &lt;i&gt;all &lt;/i&gt;the details) didn't seem to quite add up. Upon further questioning we realized this never happened and that it was a complete fabrication. I probably don't need to even mention that this incident has shaken me to my core. Where did she learn to create such falsehoods and also hear about "punching out"?! NURSERY? Do I need to home-nursery her? If this is the type of stuff they're teaching there I just might have to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6253920748274482378?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6253920748274482378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6253920748274482378&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6253920748274482378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6253920748274482378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/12/stories.html' title='Stories'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5570573810877075726</id><published>2011-12-13T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T12:25:52.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Belle Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;After I made the &lt;a href="http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/10/tangled.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rapunzel dress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I definitely got dress-up fever. My mom made her a Cinderella dress, so next the princess wanted a Belle dress. My thoughts ran wild with ideas. I planned out an elaborate vintage-inspired dress with lace tiers and I quickly started getting overwhelmed before even starting.I am still a novice sewer, and I was realizing I had no clue how to do what my head wanted to do. I got a few different fabrics that I thought might work out and then I thought and thought and thought but it just wasn't happening. I couldn't make up my mind and convinced myself some details would be too hard and just kept putting it off. Finally a week before B's birthday I made the goal to finish a Belle dress for a present. I loved having the peasant top for the bodice for the Rapunzel dress. Super easy, knew I could sew it, and it meant no zippers or buttons and she could put it on by herself. On Sunday night I was just going to see if I had enough of one fabric for the peasant top and cut it out. Well then I knew it did not take long to sew that part so I just did that real quick. Then I wanted to see if there was enough of the same fabric to do the skirt. There was, so I cut it out. I had googled Belle dresses to get some inspiration and ideas and came across &lt;a href="http://crafterhours.blogspot.com/2010/08/belle-dress-tutorial.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tutorial on how to gather with elastic.  Before I went to bed I decided to try one gather and see how it worked out. It was easy and fast so why not do the rest?!  After that the only thing left was to attach the top to the bottom. Done. Then I added sparkly gold ric rac at the waist for a lil' somethin' somethin' and I was done! And I once again loved the simplicity. Took me about 2 1/2 hours of taking my time and not getting frustrated and we had a Belle dress. Maybe someday I'll feel up to making something super complicated and detailed but for now this is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXv2Su-Kr-E/TuesSxjtKUI/AAAAAAAABcU/DrxhOe1mpiw/s400/belle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685702493119260994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TeyOQpfDq0w/Tues8VCeJjI/AAAAAAAABcs/ear1DCRRoUw/s400/110.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685703207018178098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1SbSypMojY/Tuetn9P8MYI/AAAAAAAABc4/nH6e00iHXqA/s400/104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685703956546466178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';color:#333333;"&gt;I also made her a magic mirror to complete the outfit. $2.99 for a wood mirror and 2 bucks for some fake jewels that I hot glued on. So fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMH-svWBtYU/TueuniXsEQI/AAAAAAAABdE/RLOJG6oiRM4/s400/145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685705048842834178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;And this doesn't have anything to do with Belle, but of course B needed a birthday crown, and one that could be used frequently after. I followed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gsheller.com/2010/06/how-to-make-royal-felt-crown.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;tutorial, but made my own simple design. I added lace on the lower half and used a pearl and silver button as the crowning jewel. She loves it! And hardly ever takes it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lpw4XSrUQtw/TuevwZle8mI/AAAAAAAABdQ/NrCAyrQarxg/s400/330.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685706300615225954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vfEb78kzcbs/TuewMZWD50I/AAAAAAAABdc/wKcZZCRiEO0/s400/121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685706781586876226" style="display: block; 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font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A few years ago, when I just had four children and when the oldest was still three, I loaded them all up to go on a walk. After the final sippy cup had found a place and we were ready to go, my two-year-old turned to me and said, “Wow! You have your hands full!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;She could have just as well said, “Don’t you know what causes that?” or “Are they all yours?!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Everywhere you go, people want to talk about your children. Why you shouldn’t have had them, how you could have prevented them, and why they would never do what you have done. They want to make sure you know that you won’t be smiling anymore when they are teenagers. All this at the grocery store, in line, while your children listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="margin-top: 18px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A Rock-Bottom Job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The truth is that years ago, before this generation of mothers was even born, our society decided where children rank in the list of important things. When abortion was legalized, we wrote it into law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Children rank way below college. Below world travel for sure. Below the ability to go out at night at your leisure. Below honing your body at the gym. Below any job you may have or hope to get. In fact, children rate below your desire to sit around and pick your toes, if that is what you want to do. Below everything. Children are the last thing you should ever spend your time doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;If you grew up in this culture, it is very hard to get a biblical perspective on motherhood, to think like a free Christian woman about your life, your children. How much have we listened to partial truths and half lies? Do we believe that we want children because there is some biological urge, or the phantom “baby itch”? Are we really in this because of cute little clothes and photo opportunities? Is motherhood a rock-bottom job for those who can’t do more, or those who are satisfied with drudgery? If so, what were we thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="margin-top: 18px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;It's Not a Hobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Motherhood is not a hobby, it is a calling. You do not collect children because you find them cuter than stamps. It is not something to do if you can squeeze the time in. It is what God gave you time for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Christian mothers carry their children in hostile territory. When you are in public with them, you are standing with, and defending, the objects of cultural dislike. You are publicly testifying that you value what God values, and that you refuse to value what the world values. You stand with the defenseless and in front of the needy. You represent everything that our culture hates, because you represent laying down your life for another—and laying down your life for another represents the gospel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Our culture is simply afraid of death. Laying down your own life, in any way, is terrifying. Strangely, it is that fear that drives the abortion industry: fear that your dreams will die, that your future will die, that your freedom will die—and trying to escape that death by running into the arms of death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="margin-top: 18px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Run to the Cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;But a Christian should have a different paradigm. We should run to to the cross. To death. So lay down your hopes. Lay down your future. Lay down your petty annoyances. Lay down your desire to be recognized. Lay down your fussiness at your children. Lay down your perfectly clean house. Lay down your grievances about the life you are living. Lay down the imaginary life you could have had by yourself. Let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Death to yourself is not the end of the story. We, of all people, ought to know what follows death. The Christian life is resurrection life, life that cannot be contained by death, the kind of life that is only possible when you have been to the cross and back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The Bible is clear about the value of children. Jesus loved them, and we are commanded to love them, to bring them up in the nurture of the Lord. We are to imitate God and take pleasure in our children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="margin-top: 18px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The Question Is How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The question here is not whether you are representing the gospel, it is how you are representing it. Have you given your life to your children resentfully? Do you tally every thing you do for them like a loan shark tallies debts? Or do you give them life the way God gave it to us—freely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;It isn’t enough to pretend. You might fool a few people. That person in line at the store might believe you when you plaster on a fake smile, but your children won’t. They know exactly where they stand with you. They know the things that you rate above them. They know everything you resent and hold against them. They know that you faked a cheerful answer to that lady, only to whisper threats or bark at them in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Children know the difference between a mother who is saving face to a stranger and a mother who defends their life and their worth with her smile, her love, and her absolute loyalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="margin-top: 18px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Hands Full of Good Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;When my little girl told me, “Your hands are full!” I was so thankful that she already knew what my answer would be. It was the same one that I always gave: “Yes they are—full of good things!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Live the gospel in the things that no one sees. Sacrifice for your children in places that only they will know about. Put their value ahead of yours. Grow them up in the clean air of gospel living. Your testimony to the gospel in the little details of your life is more valuable to them than you can imagine. If you tell them the gospel, but live to yourself, they will never believe it. Give your life for theirs every day, joyfully. Lay down pettiness. Lay down fussiness. Lay down resentment about the dishes, about the laundry, about how no one knows how hard you work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Stop clinging to yourself and cling to the cross. There is more joy and more life and more laughter on the other side of death than you can possibly carry alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(p.s. is it legal to post a whole article? I sure hope so.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6346146758001525103?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6346146758001525103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6346146758001525103&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6346146758001525103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6346146758001525103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-my-fellow-mamas.html' title='To my fellow Mamas.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-2284137571454606715</id><published>2011-11-17T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:27:49.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty Crafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I have my dream job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Being a stay at home mom is just the greatest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Brooklyn is at the incredibly fun stage of imaginative play. She loves to dress up and act out her favorite movies and play pretend house and mommy to her doll. I. Am. LOVING it. Because as she gets more creative, so do I. I am having a blast learning how to sew and craft to meet her playing and learning needs.  Here's some of what I've been making;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';" &gt;Doll clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2NPwerBCRY/TsWOMId8E5I/AAAAAAAABao/oYnbmeYiLJ0/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676099244453008274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';" &gt;Seriously addicting. So easy and so fast to do. I've made two dresses, a shirt and a skirt (all shown). Can't wait to make more! Made them all using leftover quilt scraps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Robin Hood Hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yoo5AWE-C-k/TsWPDRWjZQI/AAAAAAAABa0/bpj92M7AKis/s400/0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676100191730754818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;B really wanted a Robin Hood hat (from the Disney version with the fox). This was really easy to make, although too small. I had a few pieces of felt but they weren't big enough so this is actually half as big as it's supposed to be. I used a glue gun instead of sewing. I followed &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JjAzpgybt00"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; video on youtube and will make another one when I get around to buying a bigger piece of felt. I made the orange feather with felt too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'courier new';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;Doll bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6K0_gL7aaY0/TsWQgYpX-8I/AAAAAAAABbA/LcRA_xyM1pA/s400/0251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676101791416581058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;B has been playing with her doll a lot lately but has been using Taylor's crib and blankets to put it down for naps. She usually chooses to do this right before she knows her brother is going down for a nap and then gets upset when I take the doll out. So I designed this crib and my dad built it. I had so much fun going out to the shop with him and seeing it come together. So grateful for a my talented dad and his willingness to indulge me every once in a while for things like this.  I'm so happy with how it turned out. &lt;/span&gt;Still debating on whether or not to paint it white. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We also got started on a hutch for B's play kitchen. More on that when it's finished :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I recently got new visiting teachers and they are THE BEST. We decided to get together and make some felt dolls for our daughters. You can go to this site, http://racheldenbow.blogspot.com/2010/12/dress-up-felt-board-tutorial-and.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;and get the printable pattern for the dolls and to make a felt board. We just used small boards that I had extra from another project so that each girl could have their own little one. We stapled a piece of felt to the board for the background. The felt I had was barely smaller than the board. I have some ribbon I might add as a border but I'm not too worried about the wood showing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-urvOwWESvNo/TsWTViCR0RI/AAAAAAAABbY/fRLeb1gfBdI/s400/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676104903493275922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B0CGnFSVoBc/TsWTVRrwuvI/AAAAAAAABbM/S6agEGCyyiA/s400/DSC_0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676104899103865586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;We just had time to make a few basic outfits. I plan on making more hairstyles, clothes and accessories. So fun and Brooklyn loves changing the outfits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;This isn't child-related but another project I'm working on. 2 down, 2 to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8W-bpBDtyXY/TsWUJIXUcZI/AAAAAAAABbk/fddMsXTsrLI/s400/0240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676105789955404178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any tips on getting a 9 month old to sit still and look to the side for a picture?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can find instructions for these silhouettes&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lowescreativeideas.com/idea-library/projects/Silhouette_Wall_Art_0811.aspx"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saved the best for last. My friend Jackie and I just made these. We used vintage sheets for the fabric and hemmed to size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzbHhQhDPNY/TsWV1KBeZ3I/AAAAAAAABbw/BDx6bpH4Y0E/s400/0203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676107645826525042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it the cutest little tent fort ever? The best part is that you can take it completely apart in about 2 seconds so it's super easy to store. Wanna make your own? Go&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mycakies.blogspot.com/2011/05/diy-frame-tent.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for instructions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctsf-pOLx28/TsWXt17aCfI/AAAAAAAABb8/0g3ZQyfNxVY/s400/0207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676109719196535282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2284137571454606715?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2284137571454606715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2284137571454606715&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2284137571454606715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2284137571454606715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/11/crafty-crafts.html' title='Crafty Crafts'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2NPwerBCRY/TsWOMId8E5I/AAAAAAAABao/oYnbmeYiLJ0/s72-c/DSC_0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4704104857112476765</id><published>2011-11-08T21:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:05:39.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Today I turned 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I wanted to remember what I looked like. On my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;So I took a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zmdmYqzbVTM/TroU0a3tbgI/AAAAAAAABY4/gmSzENcTuTo/s1600/0189.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zmdmYqzbVTM/TroU0a3tbgI/AAAAAAAABY4/gmSzENcTuTo/s400/0189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672869571425299970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm terrible at including myself in pictures. But I want my children to be able to see what I looked like as a young mother. I want them to be able to put a face with a story when I tell them about themselves as babies and toddlers...when I tell them how I cuddled them, and read them books, and played in forts, and gave airplane rides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Today was a good day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I got together with friends and we made felt dolls for our daughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I played with my kids and waited for Seth to come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;We ordered food from a restaurant and ate at our own table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I bought Christmas music and ate chocolate cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Party on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4704104857112476765?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4704104857112476765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4704104857112476765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4704104857112476765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4704104857112476765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/11/25.html' title='25'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zmdmYqzbVTM/TroU0a3tbgI/AAAAAAAABY4/gmSzENcTuTo/s72-c/0189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1849083278616063683</id><published>2011-10-31T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T16:02:46.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A dream is a wish your...Grammy makes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Thank you for the beautiful dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjOSMjmAtDg/Tq8okkBLrqI/AAAAAAAABYs/W6jYQZqYDRU/s1600/297.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjOSMjmAtDg/Tq8okkBLrqI/AAAAAAAABYs/W6jYQZqYDRU/s400/297.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669795064491781794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWmIvpNyM1M/Tq8okIKM0mI/AAAAAAAABYk/p6wXOG4vQSE/s1600/338.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWmIvpNyM1M/Tq8okIKM0mI/AAAAAAAABYk/p6wXOG4vQSE/s400/338.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669795057013412450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQ_OlkghmzA/Tq8oj9PQ5GI/AAAAAAAABYU/5tAPYmF4TyY/s1600/348.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQ_OlkghmzA/Tq8oj9PQ5GI/AAAAAAAABYU/5tAPYmF4TyY/s400/348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669795054081860706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1849083278616063683?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1849083278616063683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1849083278616063683&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1849083278616063683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1849083278616063683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/10/cinderella.html' title='Cinderella'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjOSMjmAtDg/Tq8okkBLrqI/AAAAAAAABYs/W6jYQZqYDRU/s72-c/297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4448352746084130288</id><published>2011-10-29T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T07:28:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Sneak Peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8IXckDkdbs/TqziptKkVCI/AAAAAAAABYI/fiYa3X8ymYs/s1600/cin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8IXckDkdbs/TqziptKkVCI/AAAAAAAABYI/fiYa3X8ymYs/s400/cin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669155237079045154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4448352746084130288?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4448352746084130288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4448352746084130288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4448352746084130288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4448352746084130288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-sneak-peak.html' title='Halloween Sneak Peek'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8IXckDkdbs/TqziptKkVCI/AAAAAAAABYI/fiYa3X8ymYs/s72-c/cin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4582344212050624037</id><published>2011-10-13T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T16:05:51.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch your mouth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: What the heck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooklyn&lt;/b&gt;: Don't say that, mom. We don't say the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I'm sorry. I won't say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: You did say that. We don't say that word the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I know. It was an accident. I won't say it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;(short pause)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: It makes me &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;sad when you say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I'm super sorry that I said it. I won't say it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: But you DID say it. You did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I know but I'm done saying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;: But you did say the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I promise I never will again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Moral of the story? If you want someone around to keep you on the &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; straight and narrow, go find yourself a 2.5 year old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4582344212050624037?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4582344212050624037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4582344212050624037&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4582344212050624037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4582344212050624037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/10/watch-your-mouth.html' title='Watch your mouth.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6950818279443771460</id><published>2011-10-11T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:39:22.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Remember how I said Brooklyn needed some dress up clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Have you seen the ones they sell at the stores? Super cheaply made, super overpriced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I've been wanting to make some but hadn't worked up the courage to try. Lately I've been trying to be more of a doer than a wisher. That plus 50% off at Hancock Fabrics gave me the final shove in to sewing land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Patterns were on sale for 99 cents. I bought a couple of princess dress  patterns, the actual Rapunzel costume pattern and one for a basic toddler dress. I wanted to keep things simple and I took into account my very limited sewing skills. I ended up using the basic dress pattern for the top. It's just a peasant top. and then I freehanded the skirt I guess you could say. I just cut the length I wanted and gathered it, attached it to the top and hemmed it. I was so excited to try sewing with a pattern that I forgot to add the ribbon to the sleeves like I had wanted before I sewed them to the bodice and I was definitely not taking it apart again. I was amazed that I actually figured out how to make a sleeve, I wasn't going to push my luck. For the front I made a zig zag with the ribbon, pinned it and sewed it. I probably did it wrong but I like how it turned out. It's a very simple dress, I had a couple of other things I wanted to add to it to make it more like the Long Hair (as B calls her) dress but I'm happy with how it turned out and have big plans for the next one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Also, a BIG thank you to my mom for teaching me the basics so that I could attempt something like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The Rapunzel dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1uzEQLnW9o/TpRh6D3tS9I/AAAAAAAABXk/TFpZVRKyQzk/s400/tangled-rapunzel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662258281610824658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Our version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yDpP9LWJ3Mg/TpRiMuB111I/AAAAAAAABX8/wbDEr3jbP-A/s400/tangled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662258602165262162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pV_a6qxTHt8/TpRiMVSDyHI/AAAAAAAABXw/GYIavqyFYgA/s1600/tangled2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pV_a6qxTHt8/TpRiMVSDyHI/AAAAAAAABXw/GYIavqyFYgA/s400/tangled2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662258595522398322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I still need to hem it a little shorter. I finished at about 11 pm last night and B was in bed. It was seriously like waiting for Christmas morning, I wanted her to try it on so bad. I couldn't sleep and when I did I had a nightmare about it being too short and tight and having rips all over. Can you tell I was a little invested in this project?! These pictures are within 3 minutes of her waking up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6950818279443771460?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6950818279443771460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6950818279443771460&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6950818279443771460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6950818279443771460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/10/tangled.html' title='Tangled'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1uzEQLnW9o/TpRh6D3tS9I/AAAAAAAABXk/TFpZVRKyQzk/s72-c/tangled-rapunzel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5842243934924860438</id><published>2011-10-05T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:23:18.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all in the hips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;My version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;(While gently moving Taylor's legs to and fro.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Motor boat, motor boat, go so slooooow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Motor, boat, motor boat, go so FAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Motorboatmotorboat step on the GAS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;B's version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;(while not so gently manipulating her brother's lower half back and forth):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Motor bo, motor bo, slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Motor bo, motor, fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;motor bo CRACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; (On cue with "CRACK", initiates extreme middle split position.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;  Good things babies are so flexible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5842243934924860438?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5842243934924860438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5842243934924860438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5842243934924860438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5842243934924860438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-all-in-hips.html' title='It&apos;s all in the hips'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4913770555066007745</id><published>2011-10-03T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:59:15.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chairs before and after</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I commandeered these cute kid chairs from my parent's basement a few months ago. There were only two and I thought it would be cute to paint them so each of the kids could have their own personalized one. I'm in love with how they turned out. Not the greatest pictures but you get the idea. I am on a crafty/project spree so expect more posts about those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEFORE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HrQKj1rkk80/ToovjEP115I/AAAAAAAABXU/MtxHzjCkN9M/s400/P1000081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659388161226561426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AFTER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcfKxCr8EvI/Toov9aMJF5I/AAAAAAAABXc/fKoQW7s98xk/s400/P1000087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659388613793224594" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4913770555066007745?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4913770555066007745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4913770555066007745&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4913770555066007745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4913770555066007745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/10/chairs-before-and-after.html' title='Chairs before and after'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HrQKj1rkk80/ToovjEP115I/AAAAAAAABXU/MtxHzjCkN9M/s72-c/P1000081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4236007816457458910</id><published>2011-09-29T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T13:49:10.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think it's time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;To make B some dress up clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;This is what she came up with to look like Cinderella:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-e2de6OqlA/ToTZXMMsrCI/AAAAAAAABXM/5Ma9GAUEqHk/s400/000024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657886024318888994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;She picked everything out herself-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;blue dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;slippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;headband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I think she did a pretty good job considering what she had to work with! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4236007816457458910?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4236007816457458910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4236007816457458910&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4236007816457458910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4236007816457458910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-think-its-time.html' title='I think it&apos;s time...'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-e2de6OqlA/ToTZXMMsrCI/AAAAAAAABXM/5Ma9GAUEqHk/s72-c/000024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-2869491845591605676</id><published>2011-09-26T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T12:20:10.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;On this rare morning when I was somehow able to shower before 4 p.m. (or at all), I happened to be looking at the shampoo labels and noticed something shocking.  Apparently what I thought had been a bottle of shampoo and a bottle of conditioner turns out to be a large and small bottle of just shampoo. No conditioner. I get that I purchased these a few months ago while in a sleep-deprived haze, but how have I gone for MONTHS shampooing my hair twice and thinking I was conditioning one of those times?! I swear my hair felt silkier after "conditioning" it. Awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;For lunch I was making baked potatoes. B calls them "botatoes" and the more she said it the more it sounded right and I started wondering if I also called them that. Ever repeat a word so many times you don't know if you're saying it right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Also, she thought I was saying "bacon and botatoes", not "baked potatoes" and kept saying how much she LOVED bacon AND botatoes so I obviously had to make some bacon. And eat some of it. And that is why I'm not skinny. I blame it on the kids. (I obviously have no control over the situation. What kind of human can make bacon and not eat any?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2869491845591605676?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2869491845591605676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2869491845591605676&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2869491845591605676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2869491845591605676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/09/losing-it.html' title='Losing it.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6766861347471487331</id><published>2011-09-16T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T12:44:33.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newest Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I am very excited to introduce you to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:130%;"&gt;Cocoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-W5RuxTyjw/TnOksIENwvI/AAAAAAAABXE/k2t5HC9PZNk/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653043035266466546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Isn't she beautiful? Of course I am a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; biased-she is mine, after all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6766861347471487331?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6766861347471487331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6766861347471487331&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6766861347471487331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6766861347471487331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-newest-addition.html' title='Our Newest Addition'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-W5RuxTyjw/TnOksIENwvI/AAAAAAAABXE/k2t5HC9PZNk/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1046845584466989612</id><published>2011-09-14T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T18:17:04.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nighty Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbp4Cd3kOO8/TnEp5Hst9cI/AAAAAAAABW8/FaGPdC_5zHk/s1600/Photo%2B55.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbp4Cd3kOO8/TnEp5Hst9cI/AAAAAAAABW8/FaGPdC_5zHk/s400/Photo%2B55.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652345068622575042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my firstborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She likes to take pictures of herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She also likes a very specific bedtime routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hers goes a little something like this;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brush teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turn on the lamp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turn off the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Read 2 books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turn off the lamp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say prayers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a sip of water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sing a combination of Disney, primary, and campfire songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foot rub with lotion to seal the deal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a sneaking suspicion that the last part falls under the category of "spoiled". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1046845584466989612?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1046845584466989612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1046845584466989612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1046845584466989612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1046845584466989612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/09/nighty-night.html' title='Nighty Night'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbp4Cd3kOO8/TnEp5Hst9cI/AAAAAAAABW8/FaGPdC_5zHk/s72-c/Photo%2B55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6051504748842160342</id><published>2011-09-13T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T13:40:56.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok I waited too long and now I'm struggling to remember all the things we did this summer. Worst memory ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had our annual Edwards family reunion. Not everyone can make it every year but I look forward to it and seeing all who can come. I don't have any pictures from that. We go up to Meadow Wood and stay in cabins and hang out at the lodge and just enjoy being together. There is also a pool and it was fun to take the babies swimming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year was a little sad because my beautiful great Aunt Linda recently passed away after a long battle with cancer, as did her brother, Uncle Bill, even more recently. I'm grateful for the fond memories I have of them both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin Lindsay and her husband Tom came for the reunion and stayed for a few days afterwards in Pendleton so we had a fun time playing games one night out at the Leonards and then had a play date with B and Miranda. (For those of you who don't know, Miranda is Lindsay's sister, and they're just a scant 22 years apart. Miranda is a few months older than Brooklyn so we like to get together and play when we can :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got them some treats at Dairy Queen and headed to a park. They mostly wanted to ride their bikes together. So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sRKsvOCRklQ/Tm-4ae6WyhI/AAAAAAAABVc/a8himKn3WvM/s400/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651938822487198226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uZVio9lCFj0/Tm-5SyaeUNI/AAAAAAAABVk/CkhrnztYXbc/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651939789794857170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_3qikTTNMc/Tm-5l8idDbI/AAAAAAAABVs/2snq47mt3_8/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_3qikTTNMc/Tm-5l8idDbI/AAAAAAAABVs/2snq47mt3_8/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651940118930197938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to get them to pose or stand in certain places to get some cute pics of them together but they just wanted to be silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QYwRiDJ7auU/Tm-6jrJ_0zI/AAAAAAAABV0/lVTRJCmx_m0/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651941179416105778" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B1ighAuVUOE/Tm-6xjuEthI/AAAAAAAABV8/tL-N9rCaDt4/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651941417938105874" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p9s2LBfoV8g/Tm-6_p_0J7I/AAAAAAAABWE/e-i2mDhg31A/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651941660141299634" /&gt;Love those girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next we took a little family vacay to BOISE! To visit our besties the Johnstons and Camberlangos.  We were all super close when we lived in Rexburg (The Camberlangos were our neighbors) and have kept in close contact since. There are now 7 babies between the 3 of us and 3 new babies within a couple few months of each other that hadn't met yet so to Idaho it was. The visit wasn't as nearly as long as I had hoped or wanted but we still had a great time and I'm so glad they let us come hang out! Didn't really get any pictures of this either, I've really resolved to do better about that. The boys had fun fishing (and took pictures)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rN8ENW2RCA/Tm-8vy2iROI/AAAAAAAABWk/j7RK1ARhcEE/s400/DSCN1056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651943586663646434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pmFUkO-SLEs/Tm-8v5ogB_I/AAAAAAAABWc/k2dtyH67CPM/s1600/DSCN1053.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pmFUkO-SLEs/Tm-8v5ogB_I/AAAAAAAABWc/k2dtyH67CPM/s400/DSCN1053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651943588483827698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qIAXeYM-Okk/Tm-8vruLlkI/AAAAAAAABWU/_CSjLSl4ErU/s1600/DSCN1058.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qIAXeYM-Okk/Tm-8vruLlkI/AAAAAAAABWU/_CSjLSl4ErU/s400/DSCN1058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651943584749557314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcRIGmCrjUI/Tm-8vBn88WI/AAAAAAAABWM/IwBDBi97XsA/s1600/DSCN1048.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcRIGmCrjUI/Tm-8vBn88WI/AAAAAAAABWM/IwBDBi97XsA/s400/DSCN1048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651943573449142626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the girls got to have a night out without the kiddos. Props to the boys for surviving that! I was really nervous about it but they did great. We started out at Cafe Rio, then went and shopped (for our kids haha) and ended with some yummy frozen yogurt. On Saturday, our last night there, we had a BBQ and played HORSE (I could not have done worse, sorry Seth!) and badminton. We ended the night with s'mores and I did get a picture of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5K6pEOxCizo/Tm--gpcCaeI/AAAAAAAABWs/ILshtCwxzoY/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651945525461805538" /&gt;Ya Ya somehow commandeered a whole bag of chips and ate to her heart's content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SaWc9DlK8M/Tm--2E9onSI/AAAAAAAABW0/p_WEqIRpdXY/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651945893627731234" /&gt;Girl loves her some chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6051504748842160342?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6051504748842160342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6051504748842160342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6051504748842160342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6051504748842160342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/09/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sRKsvOCRklQ/Tm-4ae6WyhI/AAAAAAAABVc/a8himKn3WvM/s72-c/DSC_0092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6451527694405951851</id><published>2011-08-28T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:19:50.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uppity date</title><content type='html'>I got called out by my sis-in-law &lt;a href="http://www.kraigandbeccahstringham.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for lack of postage so here I am with an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But real quick question first...how do you all stay motivated and/or remember to take pictures of everything? I always tell myself I will and bring my camera everywhere but always end up with no pictures. I'm horrible at it but I wish we documented things better that way. Any tips?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to the update&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;August has been a crazy busy month, and was spent almost entirely away from Yakima. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seth works in Seattle sometimes now too so he was gone at the beginning of the month for a few days leading up to another vacation so me and the kids headed to P-Diddle early. The whole occasional single parent thing is not my favorite. I need to insert here that up until this last week I've still been woken up every 1-2 hours a night by Mr. T and have been so beyond sleep deprived I wanted to kill something. Pity this fool for not letting him cry it out sooner! Anyway the reason I tell you this is the last 7 months have been a total blur and I just do not remember things like a normal person. So I know we've done lots of fun stuff but I'll probably forget to write about a bunch of them and we'll just sound boring. But we're soooo not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New paragraph. Anyone else struggle with large paragraphs? Moving on...Seth worked Mon-Wed in Seattle and then spent the night in Pendleton and then was off for a week long hike with his brother and uncles. Word on the street is they had a great time while also having a terrible terrible time. Seth came back from the mountains limping but smiling. Boys are weird. While he was gone we took advantage of a Grammy that only has 2 grandchildren to spoil and the Aquatic Center. I was determined to get a tan this year since I haven't acquired one the last few summers and I've been a little bummed about that. Luckily I tan almost instantly and it only took me two times pool side to get nicely browned. Ya Ya was super lucky and got to go almost every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*picture break* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(pic by Erica)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VPM7LbzwC2k/TlsQ8FIFusI/AAAAAAAABUc/dT6fY_x64Qg/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646125182193351362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"How can you read this, there's no pictures?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And don't be jealous that I can quote Disney movies on command. Like the entire movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where were we again? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next came Mister's 6 months check up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16 lbs 10 oz/ 28 inches &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5-15% for weight, 90% for height&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We grow them tall and skinny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a couple of pictures of me and my firstborn son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KbAPQRW1ORk/TlsSsQyOrvI/AAAAAAAABUk/UX32a3ecJnU/s400/Photo%2B261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646127109468237554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to be annoying and talk about how UN-photogenic I am. I shouldn't care but I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's another one, I was determined to have a better one of me at the expense of my small child...&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-92G7Cy9v1x0/TlsTK99hH_I/AAAAAAAABUs/dXuYS0HMoJ8/s400/Photo%2B282.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646127636991254514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somewhere in there we went to the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B had a good time going down slides,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T23W61R-ndA/TlsVZQb6mSI/AAAAAAAABU8/Tinqxb2ZBe4/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646130081492015394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And throwing rocks in the creek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRBzArJDpTc/TlsV8ucbHoI/AAAAAAAABVE/FbvYActDEig/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646130690842631810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;How 'bout that follow through, eh?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ5fGuY9jw0/TlsWMZ7vMCI/AAAAAAAABVM/rEe3GuJOUjQ/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ5fGuY9jw0/TlsWMZ7vMCI/AAAAAAAABVM/rEe3GuJOUjQ/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646130960214732834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor was a good boy and was content to sit in his stroller and put things in his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGe8DMm7xrs/TlsXMFaeUCI/AAAAAAAABVU/g6QJnpC7M0I/s400/0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646132054218133538" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're gonna have to wrap it up here for the night. I had more written but I couldn't find the pictures to go along with it and my baby is sleeping which makes me a cotton-headed-ninny-muggin if I don't go do the same! Stay tuned for more of our summer :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6451527694405951851?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6451527694405951851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6451527694405951851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6451527694405951851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6451527694405951851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/08/uppity-date.html' title='uppity date'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VPM7LbzwC2k/TlsQ8FIFusI/AAAAAAAABUc/dT6fY_x64Qg/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6985453348907079134</id><published>2011-08-02T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T20:06:23.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yummy muffins + pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seth has been pestering me to update the ol' bloggeroo so here we go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some members of my family are working on cleaning up their dietary habits a bit so I've been on the quest for healthy recipes. Also I've been trying to think of some good breakfast foods I could make ahead and freeze so my dear sweet husband won't go to work starving anymore. I found a promising muffin recipe and tweaked it a bit to be even more healthy. I'm kind of proud of myself because I've never tweaked anything whilst baking before, only cooking. Luckily they turned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning Glory Muffins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;slightly adapted from &lt;a href="http://fortheloveofcooking-recipes.blogspot.com/2009/02/carrot-coconut-and-walnut-muffins.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 cup walnuts, toasted and coarsely chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 cups grated carrot (about 2-3 peeled carrots)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 large apple, peeled and chopped into small chunks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 cups flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 tsp ground cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup shredded coconut, plus more for topping&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/4 cup canola oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 cup applesauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 1/2 tsp vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350. Place rack in center of oven. Coat muffin tin in cooking spray. Toast the walnuts for about 5-7 minutes until lightly browned and fragrants. Let cool and chop coarsely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While walnuts are toasting, peel and finely grate carrots and peel and chop apple. In a large bowl whisk together the flour, sugar, baking soda, salt, and cinnamon. Stir in the nuts and coconut. Set aside. In a seperate bowl whisk together the eggs, oil, applesauce, and vanilla. Fold the wet ingredients, along with grated carrots and chopped apple, into the flour mixture, stirring until just moistened. Pour evenly into prepared muffin tin and top with coconut. Bake for 18-25 minutes, or until golden brown and inserted toothpick comes out clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news- my brother Kelsey is engaged to the lovely and talented Erica, who just so happens to be majoring in photography. I have taken full advantage of this and we have already had a couple of photo shoots, with many more planned for the future. Here are a few pics from the last couple weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Taken by Erica)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQTAUB3oyOc/Tji2gHX5zzI/AAAAAAAABT0/OiGxk4KOK8U/s1600/250160_753052306914_193304233_36547775_1080987_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636455596505550642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQTAUB3oyOc/Tji2gHX5zzI/AAAAAAAABT0/OiGxk4KOK8U/s400/250160_753052306914_193304233_36547775_1080987_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SB-gX171ZbY/Tji2f9xMgqI/AAAAAAAABTs/Md9zE-stx2Y/s1600/250160_753052301924_193304233_36547774_2306301_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636455593927279266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SB-gX171ZbY/Tji2f9xMgqI/AAAAAAAABTs/Md9zE-stx2Y/s400/250160_753052301924_193304233_36547774_2306301_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9mzGtQlYWOk/Tji2f7l3cyI/AAAAAAAABTk/gfUgPhv-ziw/s1600/250160_753052316894_193304233_36547777_4006672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636455593342890786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9mzGtQlYWOk/Tji2f7l3cyI/AAAAAAAABTk/gfUgPhv-ziw/s400/250160_753052316894_193304233_36547777_4006672_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636456652164866098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDAwK51UVeg/Tji3dkAsoDI/AAAAAAAABUE/DO_Jcu4mgds/s400/brooklyn4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_3fQ77e-oO4/Tji4Phzm0xI/AAAAAAAABUM/ddSbM-HYCjc/s1600/250160_753052311904_193304233_36547776_1521189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636457510566548242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_3fQ77e-oO4/Tji4Phzm0xI/AAAAAAAABUM/ddSbM-HYCjc/s400/250160_753052311904_193304233_36547776_1521189_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kvMtkNGGH0/Tji4iE2IcSI/AAAAAAAABUU/wXDI9hyNO7A/s1600/bubbles.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636457829210026274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kvMtkNGGH0/Tji4iE2IcSI/AAAAAAAABUU/wXDI9hyNO7A/s400/bubbles.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can view her photography blog here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whalelook.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://whalelook.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aaaaaaaand that's all I'm updating for now until I get my computer back on Thursday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6985453348907079134?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6985453348907079134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6985453348907079134&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6985453348907079134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6985453348907079134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/08/yummy-muffins-pictures.html' title='yummy muffins + pictures'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQTAUB3oyOc/Tji2gHX5zzI/AAAAAAAABT0/OiGxk4KOK8U/s72-c/250160_753052306914_193304233_36547775_1080987_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-7711302819639740453</id><published>2011-06-21T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:25:13.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing I really appreciate about my daughter is that she continually keeps me on my toes and challenges me to be better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For example, she likes me to take well-known songs and add new lyrics that describe what she's doing. I've gotten pretty good at that so of course the time has come to test my skillz and push me as an artist. This particular challenge came in the form of "Old MacDonald". Try coming up with sounds for the following items that, come to find out, are on his farm;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grammy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelsey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenzie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She started out easy on me. But the difficulty quickly escalated to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;toy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;owie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;crab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;toe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;crib&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;night night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaaaaaand... itchy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well played, baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-7711302819639740453?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/7711302819639740453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=7711302819639740453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7711302819639740453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7711302819639740453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/06/challenge.html' title='Challenge'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-791645991206388871</id><published>2011-06-21T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T17:09:53.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like I'm taking crazy pills!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Name that movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Get ready for a random, possibly long, most likely ill written post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Ok let's get this party started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qDKG00ivO50/TgEj-cVz6AI/AAAAAAAAAz8/WSf07wKmOw4/s1600/DSC_0315.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qDKG00ivO50/TgEj-cVz6AI/AAAAAAAAAz8/WSf07wKmOw4/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620813365601626114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;My mom finally finished this absolutely gorgeous tulip quilt for my girl. My mom inherited a tulip quilt that her grandmother had hand quilted and I was obsessed with it and asked if she could recreate it for Brooklyn. I love love love vintage quilts. My mom is so awesome for indulging me on this one. She just made up the pattern herself and quilted away. Hand quilted.  This isn't the greatest picture, I'll get a better one soon. The border is green and white polka dot fabric and the background is light pink just like my great grandma's quilt. I had so much fun picking out different fabrics for the tulips. Now I just need to make some cute throw pillows and shams to go with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Brooklyn is at the fun stage where she can start doing little crafts and projects and I am loving it. I always wanted to be a mom that gave my kids plenty of opportunities to explore different hobbies and creative outlets. I've seen these little handprint/footprint animals around the web and thought she would love to do that. It was a hit. She loved getting her hands and feet painted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Giraffe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;(she painted the tree all by herself!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bcS4xiAqypQ/TgEngIdNkwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/LWgMUukW2GY/s1600/giraffe.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bcS4xiAqypQ/TgEngIdNkwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/LWgMUukW2GY/s400/giraffe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620817242914394882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Lobster &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;(ignore the mismatched arm length. Now I bet you can't ignore it since I brought your attention.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5CRPErjd9s/TgEoGPyxRBI/AAAAAAAAA0U/C66QEpFkjQs/s1600/lobster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5CRPErjd9s/TgEoGPyxRBI/AAAAAAAAA0U/C66QEpFkjQs/s400/lobster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620817897718891538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Goldfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-by9djI7-FJ4/TgEobjjq0UI/AAAAAAAAA0c/i7XiFGChhSY/s1600/fish.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-by9djI7-FJ4/TgEobjjq0UI/AAAAAAAAA0c/i7XiFGChhSY/s400/fish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620818263801516354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;We also made an Apple Jacks necklace using a scrap of fabric (I didn't have any yarn or string) with tape on the end to act as a sort of needle. She had a lot of fun making it and it occupied her for a good chunk of time. Ironically she didn't want to eat any of it, which is the funnest part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Note the deep concentration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIGiXK6_i4A/TgEpZ2WE_GI/AAAAAAAAA0k/_zTEgNRKkrA/s1600/string.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIGiXK6_i4A/TgEpZ2WE_GI/AAAAAAAAA0k/_zTEgNRKkrA/s400/string.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620819333996674146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ffBRo1Yg4eo/TgEp5BBQsVI/AAAAAAAAA0s/esITARROPuk/s1600/string2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ffBRo1Yg4eo/TgEp5BBQsVI/AAAAAAAAA0s/esITARROPuk/s400/string2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620819869438095698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Proud of the finished product, and the face she gave me when I told her to "smile pretty".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDa6kURtYb4/TgEsPqIFSvI/AAAAAAAAA00/y88asZjPzd8/s1600/necklace3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDa6kURtYb4/TgEsPqIFSvI/AAAAAAAAA00/y88asZjPzd8/s400/necklace3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620822457452940018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Our blurry helper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j65jifmp77w/TgEs1n1g3sI/AAAAAAAAA08/ecO1G6-gk5I/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j65jifmp77w/TgEs1n1g3sI/AAAAAAAAA08/ecO1G6-gk5I/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620823109673213634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;These two crack me up. I love them so much, and they love each other a LOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v2_io5xcFCA/TgEtxSgbCzI/AAAAAAAAA1E/DESFtid-9jM/s1600/333.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v2_io5xcFCA/TgEtxSgbCzI/AAAAAAAAA1E/DESFtid-9jM/s400/333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620824134739757874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Taylor still doesn't know what to make of the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NK2qCnoHdcc/TgEuDFSsb1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/9Evx2ERmUdk/s1600/337.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NK2qCnoHdcc/TgEuDFSsb1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/9Evx2ERmUdk/s400/337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620824440430161746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;B finally started letting me do her hair, and she looks pretty presh about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nrVo_TQpypU/TgEus7cWq9I/AAAAAAAAA1U/M9hA8aluoVs/s1600/DSC_0198.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nrVo_TQpypU/TgEus7cWq9I/AAAAAAAAA1U/M9hA8aluoVs/s400/DSC_0198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620825159340829650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;She has also started dressing herself. Although she hasn't told me out loud, I think she has a personal goal to wear every piece of clothing she owns, every day, in every combination possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_XndyahLw4/TgEvQrbD5gI/AAAAAAAAA1c/IJK2cp2dwTU/s1600/344.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_XndyahLw4/TgEvQrbD5gI/AAAAAAAAA1c/IJK2cp2dwTU/s400/344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620825773515728386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And this is why I don't get out much;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPZLybPeMuQ/TgEvmoWtbuI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ERWVPtaqh6s/s1600/water.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPZLybPeMuQ/TgEvmoWtbuI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ERWVPtaqh6s/s400/water.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620826150649294562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I think I was gone an hour. This would be our downstairs bathroom with an entire roll of toilet paper and a pair of pants clogging the sink which is overflowing and flooding the floor :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Although it's a struggle at times and I feel like I'm barely keeping my head above water, these kids are totally worth the sacrifice, lack of sleep, insanity, extra pudge, and messy house. I am truly blessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UYOsYvmq6s8/TgExTJ2Z1VI/AAAAAAAAA1s/kYG8d3yt6tE/s1600/DSC_0299.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UYOsYvmq6s8/TgExTJ2Z1VI/AAAAAAAAA1s/kYG8d3yt6tE/s400/DSC_0299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620828015066469714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fcwsb7IxuY4/TgExn2kwAPI/AAAAAAAAA10/qmL34Tipjlw/s1600/DSC_0202.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fcwsb7IxuY4/TgExn2kwAPI/AAAAAAAAA10/qmL34Tipjlw/s400/DSC_0202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620828370669404402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;P.s. Right before I posted this I went to see what Brooklyn was doing. She was filling my boots up with water. Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-791645991206388871?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/791645991206388871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=791645991206388871&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/791645991206388871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/791645991206388871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-feel-like-im-taking-crazy-pills.html' title='I feel like I&apos;m taking crazy pills!'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qDKG00ivO50/TgEj-cVz6AI/AAAAAAAAAz8/WSf07wKmOw4/s72-c/DSC_0315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-60017327607477309</id><published>2011-06-06T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:35:02.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11:24 a.m.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;3rd outfit of the day (too small pajamas+tennis shoes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Activity of choice: "washing" dishes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQGjDZLwDUw/Te0dkd20fOI/AAAAAAAAAz0/2CeUaTSBEco/s400/270.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615176822727933154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-60017327607477309?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/60017327607477309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=60017327607477309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/60017327607477309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/60017327607477309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/06/1124-am.html' title='11:24 a.m.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQGjDZLwDUw/Te0dkd20fOI/AAAAAAAAAz0/2CeUaTSBEco/s72-c/270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1241716309436634755</id><published>2011-06-02T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:31:34.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a quilter, I quilt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ahoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Look what I did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPypXE9rTY0/TefM6aupiuI/AAAAAAAAAzo/kczBM9dCE08/s1600/quilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613680764520073954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPypXE9rTY0/TefM6aupiuI/AAAAAAAAAzo/kczBM9dCE08/s400/quilt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I made a QUILT! Can you believe it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;A quick fact about this picture; that is supposed to be an overly excited face but I'm so tired that this is as exaggerated as I can get. Pathetic. You know how everyone tells you the first two months are the hardest with new babies and then they start to sleep more and more regularly? Lies. All lies. 10 minutes max for naps which are few and far between and wakes up every 1.5 hours during the night tops and sometimes likes to tell jokes instead of going back to sleep. I've been shaking the past couple of days with exhaustion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Back to the quilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my second serious sewing project I've ever attempted. My first was a nursing cover that I made a couple of months ago following &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sewmuchado.blogspot.com/2009/02/description-stylish-and-practical.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt; tutorial. I don't know why I thought I could make a quilt with zero sewing skills but I had a vision of the crib bedding I wanted and took the plunge. It's been a few weeks coming since I only worked on it at my mom's house so she could help me when I was totally lost. I am proud to say though that I did the whole thing except a couple of stitches my mama had to do on a hard part. She would tell me how to do a step and then I would do it. I even did the hand quilting on the back of the binding! You can't tell but this quilt is actually made from a bunch of little squares. &lt;a href="http://www.purlbee.com/zig-zag-quilt/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is the tutorial I followed in case you want to make your own! I am totally obsessed with quilts and plan to make more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1241716309436634755?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1241716309436634755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1241716309436634755&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1241716309436634755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1241716309436634755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-quilter-i-quilt.html' title='I&apos;m a quilter, I quilt!'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPypXE9rTY0/TefM6aupiuI/AAAAAAAAAzo/kczBM9dCE08/s72-c/quilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-2781593073188972696</id><published>2011-05-26T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T12:11:17.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;This is how I feel every time I try to get my beautiful princess of a daughter to eat something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;(replace phrases like "come down to dinner" with "eat your food")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gG5ec92GMvo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;current list of food she will eat;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; baked potato wedges dipped in ketchup, apple juice, water, cookies and milk, bananas, toast, apples, cheese, otter pops, eggs, mac n cheese, pasta, meatloaf dipped in ketchup, yogurt, peanut butter and honey sandwiches, homemade pizza, grapes, ramen, chips (her favorite), small selection of cereal and the occasional carrot stick. Aaaaaand that's it. Healthy right? Yikes. Major meltdown if you offer anything else. Also it's hit and miss if she'll even eat any of the above mentioned foods. Or she'll pretend she wants it and after I make it she'll spit out the first bite and...melt.Down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dhhc3W3FWVE/Td6g57FYJNI/AAAAAAAAAzg/cbO_R8yazyY/s400/181%2Bcolor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611099102723450066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt; Little humans have a mind of their own. Literally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;But, despite the regular meal showdowns, I still have one sweet, smart girl that likes to hang out with her mom all day. She keeps me on my toes and forces me to be a better person. I'm constantly evaluating my behavior and character in an attempt to be an example I would be ok with for my children to follow. She brings so much joy and laughter to my life. I miss her when she sleeps and on the rare occasions we're apart. Her triumphs are my triumphs and her hurts and sorrows make me ache to the core. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Plus, who can really complain about a kid that potty trains themselves? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Seriously? Seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2781593073188972696?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2781593073188972696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2781593073188972696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2781593073188972696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2781593073188972696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gG5ec92GMvo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-3070166594661682742</id><published>2011-05-16T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:40:46.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;My daughter is running for Meltdown Queen of the Year. And, although I want to support her in whatever she does (especially in an area where she has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; talent), I'm kind of hoping she doesn't make it very far in the competition. I don't want her to let go of her dreams, but I'm hoping she'll try her hand at the Quiet Contest next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ySijaCQO8A/TdGnv7dXVDI/AAAAAAAAAzY/4kY7xADJwCM/s1600/Photo%2B530.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ySijaCQO8A/TdGnv7dXVDI/AAAAAAAAAzY/4kY7xADJwCM/s400/Photo%2B530.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607447452909524018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-3070166594661682742?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/3070166594661682742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=3070166594661682742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/3070166594661682742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/3070166594661682742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/05/torn.html' title='Torn.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ySijaCQO8A/TdGnv7dXVDI/AAAAAAAAAzY/4kY7xADJwCM/s72-c/Photo%2B530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4813492907703065474</id><published>2011-04-27T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:30:26.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No worries...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We're still alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm just tired is all. I think about stuff to blog several times a day but never get around to actually doing it. I also am failing miserably at taking pictures. Ever. I'm working on it...so here's one from today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600406284392267730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_2pcQuIUrs/Tbij1-sQ_9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/GbL4Mtp4x_o/s400/curly.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That's me (and Mister). With a perm (just me, not him). And although I feel 90 years old saying it it's true and I am loving my curly hair, which was previously stick straight no matter what I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Yay for low maintenace! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Very soon I'm going to have a mind-bottling post to make up for the slacking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Until then, go make these insanely good cookies and then eat the whole batch while you're waiting for said post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate chip coconut cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;recipe from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inthelittleredhouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.inthelittleredhouse.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2 sticks of butter (1c), at room temp&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c white sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 c brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;3 c all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;3/4 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;3 cups shredded sweetened coconut&lt;br /&gt;1 lb chocolate chips/chunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream the butter and the sugars until light. Scrape down the side of the bowl. Continue mixing while adding the eggs one at time. Make sure each egg is incorporated before adding the next. Add the vanilla. Scrape down the bowl with a spatula. Combine the flour, soda and salt in another bowl. With a whisk, stir to combine. With the machine on low, slowly add the flour. Mix until just combined, taking care not to over mix.&lt;br /&gt;With a spatula fold in the chocolate and coconut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop by spoonful onto parchment lined cookie sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 350° for 11-13 minutes. They should be lightly golden on the outside but still look gooey on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4813492907703065474?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4813492907703065474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4813492907703065474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4813492907703065474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4813492907703065474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-worries.html' title='No worries...'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_2pcQuIUrs/Tbij1-sQ_9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/GbL4Mtp4x_o/s72-c/curly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-2455321461239140364</id><published>2011-04-12T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:00:37.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smarty No-Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I walked out of the kitchen the other day to find Ya Ya reading a book to her brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGzaCcWFpgU/TaSSc4JxTfI/AAAAAAAAAy4/U2gx3BEGSR4/s1600/24.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGzaCcWFpgU/TaSSc4JxTfI/AAAAAAAAAy4/U2gx3BEGSR4/s400/24.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594757661908356594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5xmdOoH7zXI/TaSSzthxfYI/AAAAAAAAAzA/EZEV7sEHJS8/s1600/29.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5xmdOoH7zXI/TaSSzthxfYI/AAAAAAAAAzA/EZEV7sEHJS8/s400/29.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594758054193233282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fnVKjJlz-es/TaSTB3hJazI/AAAAAAAAAzI/-aY_h7fZOFY/s1600/28.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fnVKjJlz-es/TaSTB3hJazI/AAAAAAAAAzI/-aY_h7fZOFY/s400/28.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594758297393130290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Love those kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2455321461239140364?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2455321461239140364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2455321461239140364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2455321461239140364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2455321461239140364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/04/smarty-no-pants.html' title='Smarty No-Pants'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGzaCcWFpgU/TaSSc4JxTfI/AAAAAAAAAy4/U2gx3BEGSR4/s72-c/24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-2051703087675436646</id><published>2011-03-24T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T15:01:55.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um...yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwO7UAAqf7Y/TYu_PnggfVI/AAAAAAAAAyw/sTz_QNhXbfU/s1600/cuddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwO7UAAqf7Y/TYu_PnggfVI/AAAAAAAAAyw/sTz_QNhXbfU/s400/cuddle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587770037707504978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;That just happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2051703087675436646?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2051703087675436646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2051703087675436646&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2051703087675436646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2051703087675436646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/03/umyeah.html' title='Um...yeah'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwO7UAAqf7Y/TYu_PnggfVI/AAAAAAAAAyw/sTz_QNhXbfU/s72-c/cuddle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5889998952603648022</id><published>2011-03-24T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T09:56:20.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fpwi2LV_Vio/TYtx0N06UZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/I-19tqrardU/s1600/lips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fpwi2LV_Vio/TYtx0N06UZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/I-19tqrardU/s400/lips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587684904561955218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As my due date got closer and closer, I started getting really emotional about adding another baby to our family. We had always planned on having more than one child, and sometimes I even have little glimpses of a nice brood of children running up to me. But I suddenly felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;terrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; about what I was doing to Ya Ya. I would cry thinking about it. She was going to feel abandoned and neglected and like I didn't love her as much, I just knew it. How could I do that to her?! She was still my tiny baby. She was not old enough to understand.  She was asleep when it was time to leave for the hospital. I went in to kiss her and give a quick snuggle and say goodbye to my firstborn. Aaaaaand i bawled. And bawled. And Seth and my dear sweet mother made fun of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out my baby grew into a big girl sometime when I wasn't looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4HhuWzecbE/TYtsK5u5TcI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ZDBn6UiOg6o/s1600/bowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4HhuWzecbE/TYtsK5u5TcI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ZDBn6UiOg6o/s400/bowl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587678697235238338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Now when she helps me in the kitchen she informs me she's putting the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; broccoli in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; bowl. And the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; carrots in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; bowl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And makes me cut up more veggies so she can keep helping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKSSSUEnTR0/TYtyE97VHBI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KJmJwwj6L4U/s1600/balls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKSSSUEnTR0/TYtyE97VHBI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KJmJwwj6L4U/s400/balls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587685192351685650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;She yells things like, "Careful a(of) cars, Dad." From the back seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or when I ask her why she took her shoes and socks off while in the car she replies, "Um, CUZ.&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; In a grown-up sassy tone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;She calls this little guy "Mister", and loves to hold his hand while she falls asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iEyl5ClpMSs/TYt2PsmWe5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/BR1EdJRi4qE/s1600/mr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iEyl5ClpMSs/TYt2PsmWe5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/BR1EdJRi4qE/s400/mr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587689774725364626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My girl is doing just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5889998952603648022?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5889998952603648022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5889998952603648022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5889998952603648022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5889998952603648022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-my-due-date-got-closer-and-closer-i.html' title='Babies'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fpwi2LV_Vio/TYtx0N06UZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/I-19tqrardU/s72-c/lips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-2775957206493382733</id><published>2011-03-16T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:01:46.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been wanting to do a favorites post for awhile because I love sharing. Sharing is my favorite. But seriously there are so many products out there, and you can spend a lot of money on stupid little things to try to find something that works well. I love it when I can find someone that has actually used a product that I am thinking about trying and they can give me a review before I spend my money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Schick Hydro 5 razor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584743012381503874" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lPYDeAgPIx8/TYD-LjbYMYI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QxbFhRN9s2w/s320/schick-hydro-5-300x300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best razor ever. Seth's sister, Rachel, gifted one to him. Used it once and was never the same. Super close shave, doesn't knick you easily, no razor burn afterwards. Amazing. I get razorburn with every other razor I've tried. Not with this. Go get one. You won't regret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Aveeno Baby Soothing Relief Moisture Cream, Fragrance Free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584745182368251138" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihAPAWT5Pkg/TYEAJ3QiPQI/AAAAAAAAAxg/-SI-MNEuLTc/s320/aveeno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brooklyn has extremely sensitive skin. Just sitting in the bath for a few minutes gives her red patches of irritated skin. She gets a lot of rashes on her face also. This lotion has worked wonders for her. I slather in on after her bath and all the irritated spots disappear. It clears up her face too. Highly recommend if your baby has sensitive skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Neutrogena Clear Pore Cleanser/Mask&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584746608307303426" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9u-atmYGwl4/TYEBc3S5dAI/AAAAAAAAAxo/oX19_X5mx-s/s320/mask.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't have terrible skin, but if I get lazy and don't wash my face at night a couple or few times in a row and start to suffer the consequences with breakouts, this stuff clears me right up. It is awesome. They used to have it at Walmart but now it's kind of hard to find. Whenever I see it I buy it. I don't know if they are discontinuing it or what. It probably causes cancer or something but boy does it work well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Garnier Frustis Triple Nutrition Shampoo and Conditioner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZacpJdNYKp0/TYEEbQ02F6I/AAAAAAAAAx4/HBcUwSKnXUA/s1600/shampoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584749879335720866" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZacpJdNYKp0/TYEEbQ02F6I/AAAAAAAAAx4/HBcUwSKnXUA/s320/shampoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I have to wash my hair every day or I become a total grease ball. Sometimes I can get away with every other day, but that's pushing it. I discovered this shampoo at my parent's house in my sister's bathroom. Love. It. Makes my hair feel super thick and does not make me greasy. I can easily go every other day without washing. The conditioner does not cause me to get greasy, I love it. Also I usually feel like I need to use a different shampoo every few days, like they stop working as well if you use them too often. Not with this. Since I've bought my own I only use it and my hair feels fantastic every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Maybelline Colossal Volum' Express Mascara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584751014094875586" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TK6mle8bxwc/TYEFdUIgq8I/AAAAAAAAAyA/jEL_i_9wv58/s320/mascara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know almost nothing about make-up. But I am picky about my mascara. I don't have super long or thick eyelashes and most mascaras major clump them together to look like I only have a couple on each eye. This stuff never lets me down. It fans out my eyelashes really well and layers well so that they look a lot thicker. I use Glam Black. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Recipes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Want to know where to find the best recipes ever? Look no further than ourbestbites.com. Everything I have made off of that site has been beyond delicious. My personal favorite? The &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/04/baked-creamy-chicken-taquitos/"&gt;Taquitos&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Welp, that's all I've got time for to post. My babies need me. But I'll be thinking of more favorites to post soon. Let me know if there is a product you can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2775957206493382733?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2775957206493382733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2775957206493382733&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2775957206493382733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2775957206493382733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-favorite-things.html' title='Favorites'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lPYDeAgPIx8/TYD-LjbYMYI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QxbFhRN9s2w/s72-c/schick-hydro-5-300x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6517440413666439362</id><published>2011-03-08T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:55:57.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Peasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Recently while I was in Pendleton I had a conversation with my friend Breann about how cooking dinner is a whole new ball game after kids enter the picture. I love to cook. And when it was just me and Seth dinner could be a several hour process. Now with two kids I need fast and easy, with hopefully a little nutritional value thrown in as well :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I thought I would post some of my favorite easy recipes now and then to maybe inspire a few of you mamas out there as to what to make for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:courier new;font-size:large;"&gt;Chicken and Broccoli fettucini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:courier new;font-size:medium;"&gt;You need: 1 Rotisserie chicken ($5 at Walmart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:courier new;font-size:medium;"&gt;1 large head of broccoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:courier new;font-size:medium;"&gt;1 package of fettucini noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:courier new;font-size:medium;"&gt;2 small jars of your favorite alfredo sauce (one is just not enough, in my opinion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:courier new;font-size:medium;"&gt;Directions: Put a large pot of water on to boil (for the noodles). While you're waiting for it to boil, cut up the broccoli into smaller pieces, set aside. Also pick the meat off of your chicken and shred into small pieces. Cook the noodles according to directions. For the last 4 minutes add the broccoli to the cooking noodles and then drain together when done. Pour in the alfredo sauce and chicken, mix and serve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:courier new;font-size:medium;"&gt;This whole recipe takes about 11 minutes-the time it takes to cook the noodles. All of the prep can be done while you're waiting for the water to boil and the noodles to cook. It also makes a ton so you either have lots of left overs or it would be a good meal to make if you're having people over for dinner. Get a bag of salad and some breadsticks and you have quite the feast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Another favorite recipe of mine is a crockpot meal. This is slightly adapted from a recipe Seth's cousin, Janine, shared with us. I forgot what she called it, we just call it Salsa Chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SALSA CHICKEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2 frozen or thawed chicken breasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2 cans of beans (I like to use 1 can black beans, 1 can red kidney beans)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1 bag frozen corn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1 jar medium salsa (such as Pace, and make sure it's medium, not mild...even if you don't like spicy things. It won't be too hot, I promise.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tortilla chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Optional: cheese, avocado/guacamole, sour cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Pour frozen corn into bottom of crockpot. Place chicken on top of corn. Cover with beans and salsa. Cook on high for 4 hours. Shred chicken and mix everything together. Serve over chips and top with cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I like mine with pepperjack cheese and some guac on top. Delicious and so easy! Also makes a ton, so good for a crowd. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6517440413666439362?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6517440413666439362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6517440413666439362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6517440413666439362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6517440413666439362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/03/easy-peasy.html' title='Easy Peasy'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5947264444390863844</id><published>2011-03-07T16:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T17:01:08.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Checking himself out in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7Yd1NLQphI/TXV_eU6z55I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/eeSb_A-4EyQ/s1600/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7Yd1NLQphI/TXV_eU6z55I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/eeSb_A-4EyQ/s400/016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581507472183781266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRJ5WGfp0s8/TXV_eG-rbPI/AAAAAAAAAxI/a_CNOx3JALs/s1600/028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRJ5WGfp0s8/TXV_eG-rbPI/AAAAAAAAAxI/a_CNOx3JALs/s400/028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581507468441906418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7Aje21ksU8/TXV_d1KKY7I/AAAAAAAAAxA/sHiUsBRlkyg/s1600/031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7Aje21ksU8/TXV_d1KKY7I/AAAAAAAAAxA/sHiUsBRlkyg/s400/031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581507463658234802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;They love each other :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QpaUBERD-_M/TXV_dn6XQ1I/AAAAAAAAAw4/t9EsjIRsZ_k/s1600/035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QpaUBERD-_M/TXV_dn6XQ1I/AAAAAAAAAw4/t9EsjIRsZ_k/s400/035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581507460102308690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5947264444390863844?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5947264444390863844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5947264444390863844&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5947264444390863844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5947264444390863844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-man.html' title='my new man...'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7Yd1NLQphI/TXV_eU6z55I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/eeSb_A-4EyQ/s72-c/016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-8985648565186297509</id><published>2011-02-12T00:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T10:50:07.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvgSRqVC5HM/TXUm1R15vRI/AAAAAAAAAww/c_B8Nm4txKo/s1600/120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I know, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I sincerely apologize for taking so long to write this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I get so impatient when people don't immediately publish every detail of their pregnancy and labor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;So here it is-The birth story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Even though this pregnancy was much different than my first, I still assumed labor would go somewhat as it had before. I prefer to try to go as natural as possible. I'm not going to go into all the reasons why on this post, maybe another time. I'm not a fanatic about it, it's just really exciting for me to feel what my body goes through to bring a new life into this world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;With Brooklyn my labor from start to finish was 12 hours. That was from the first remotely painful contraction.  This time I started having painful contractions at about week 37. They were always inconsistent, and more frequent at night. But I thought for sure I was going to have him early. B was 9 days early and I thought Taylor would be even sooner. Not only was I having painful contractions but was also having intense aches and pains most of the time. In other words, the last few weeks were miserable. At my 38 week appointment I was still only 1 cm dilated (same as the week before). My doctor was going on vacation for a week and she was very confident that nothing would be happening before she got back. She wanted to schedule an induction for a week and a half later, and I indulged her because I was certain I would go way before that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Let me add that I was going to a doctor in Pendleton and was also planning on delivering there. That is 2 hours from where we live. We got new insurance before we moved and turns out there are no preferred providers here so we decided to go with the same doctor that delivered B. We went "home" to Pendleton often enough we just scheduled appointments around when we were going to visit anyway. I was planning on staying with my parents the last couple of weeks of the pregnancy so that I didn't run the chance of being in labor on the road in bad conditions. Even though I was delivering out of town I still wanted to go natural. Since B's labor was 12 hours with the help of pitocin, I figured I would have enough time to make it to the hospital if I did go into labor before moving back to my parents' house. So, I wasn't ever planning on being induced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Well, my baby apparently was pretty comfy. He didn't come and didn't come despite the contractions. The induction date was getting closer and I was trying to decide if I should call and cancel it and just wait for him to make an appearance. But I was so miserable. If I were to be induced we would go in at midnight on Sunday night/Monday morning. Seth was in town that weekend and we started talking about it. If I were induced he would be better able to figure out what needed to be done at work without him, know what days to take off, he would for sure be there for the birth instead of frantically trying to make it back in time, among other things. I started feeling really good about being induced, even though it wasn't my first choice. I was so against it at first but the more we thought and talked about it it started looking like a good option. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;We went in at midnight on the 31st. I had been having more consistent contractions starting at about 9 earlier in the night and was wondering what they would do if I came in to be induced but was actually already in labor? I mean what are the chances you would go into labor just before your scheduled induction? Maybe the chances are good. Anyway. I get my blood drawn and go up to labor and delivery. And surprise! My favorite nurse is there. One of my good friends from high school's mom. So off to a good start. The other nurse was fabulous too. I get changed into my lovely gown and settle in so they can explain the process. I had to be on antibiotics too so they got those started. Then they insert a pill like thing called Cytotec that is supposed to be what your body naturally produces to start the labor process. They said they would give me a dose every 3 hours depending on how I'm progressing. They hook me up to the monitors to keep track of the baby's heart beat and my contractions and tell me to try to get some sleep for the first few hours. Seth cozies up on the couch to do the same. A long nap sounded wonderful, except that I have started having contractions 1-2 minutes apart before the medicine could possibly have taken effect. I was so so uncomfortable, but also hopeful that maybe this would be a quick labor. I lay on my side and toss and turn trying to get comfortable but I HURT! Finally the nurse comes in around 3:30ish to check my progress and see if I need another dose. She surprised at my contraction chart but says I'm only at a 2 and no more effaced than I was when I came in. I couldn't believe it. I thought for sure I had progressed really far. She said she would hold off on another dose since I was having so many contractions and would check on me in a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;At this point I'm a little depressed. How have I not progressed? And why is it so much more painful than last time? The next time the nurse comes in I ask if I can go to the jacuzzi. My contractions are starting to border on unbearable and I was hoping it would help me relax and breathe through them. This is around 4:30. Seth goes with me and plays with my hair and tries to relax me but it's getting worse. At this point I start considering an epidural. Since I was progressing soooo slow I knew I couldn't make it if this was going to go on all day. I get out of the tub and we make our way to the nurses station to ask them about hooking me up with some drugs. They say they'll be right in to talk about it. I get back in bed and the nurse explains the epidural and I say yes I think I need one. She wants to check me just to make sure I'm not to far. I'm expecting more bad news until she informs me I'm at an 8/9 and my water is about to break! I text my mom and tell her to get her tushy up there if she wants to see the arrival of her grandchild. This is a little after 6 a.m. In about an hour and a half I went from a 2 to almost 9. That explains the pain. And also means an epidural is out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;With Brooklyn I can honestly say the labor pains weren't too bad until it was time to push, and I think the pitocin had a lot to do with it. I think they had cranked the dose up at the end and when I got the urge to push I suddenly could not breathe through my contractions, which I had been handling fine before that. I pushed for 15 minutes when the nurses signaled to the doctor that my blood pressure and B's heartbeat had plummeted at which point I was given the mother of all episiotomies and out she came. That was not a fun recovery and I did not want to be torn or cut like that again, thank you very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;So. The nurses are rushing around trying to get things ready for me to deliver, confident that he will be here any minute. I am in a lot of pain and really want a good pushing experience and am not feeling like I have enough handle on the situation to be very effective. I ask if there's anything I can have at this point and they said they could attempt a spinal, which I guess is like a quickie epidural. It's a one shot deal that numbs you up but only lasts two hours max. I said I'll take it. They get the anesthesiologist up there asap to see if he can even do that. He thinks he can. He said he has to give me a numbing shot that will "pinch" and then he will give me the shot, all of this in the back. The numbing pinch was soo painful. It didn't help that I was having super painful contractions a minute apart and in order to get the shot had to try to bend over my belly and hunch my shoulders as much as I could to expose my spine. Um, uncomfortable all around to say the least. He "numbs" me up and then starts searching for the sweet spot that will take the pain away. I say starts searching because it took him I could estimate 5-8 times before he found it. Each of those times felt like someone stabbing me with a bowie knife...or what I imagine that would feel like. Excruciating. I tried not to but I would cry out in pain each time an attempt was made. Starting to regret my decision for pain meds. I had forgotten to clarify that I wanted the pain taken away, not administered. Finally we get it and a couple minutes later my lower half relaxes. I still had full use of my legs, they just felt sluggish. My doctor comes in the I'm all set up to deliver a baby. She breaks my water and on the next contraction tells me to push. 10 minutes and no tearing later, he's out! I will say I am glad that I got something to relax me while pushing, it was such a better experience than last time. I felt it let me really focus on the task at hand and made me way more effective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;They put him on my chest and rub his back to get him to cry. He makes a few little noises but not enough to satisfy the nurses. I love how they do everything so calmly, even when they're really worried. I then find out the cord had been wrapped around his neck and he desperately needs fluids. He scored a 0 on the color scale. They whisk him away (calmly). I'm worried but don't really know what is going on and figure if it's really bad they'll tell me. They give him some liquid and run some tests. He's going to be ok. They'll just need to monitor him closely to make sure nothing is wrong and give him antibiotics. Phew. I'm really glad we came in to be induced. I now know why I had started to feel really good about that decision. They bring him back in and I finally get to hold my baby boy and love on him. He is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvgSRqVC5HM/TXUm1R15vRI/AAAAAAAAAww/c_B8Nm4txKo/s400/120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581410009960004882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-8985648565186297509?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/8985648565186297509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=8985648565186297509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/8985648565186297509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/8985648565186297509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/02/story.html' title='The Story'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvgSRqVC5HM/TXUm1R15vRI/AAAAAAAAAww/c_B8Nm4txKo/s72-c/120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-3861845107977728228</id><published>2011-02-01T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T13:30:05.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taylor Nathaniel Bagley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;January 31st, 2011 at 7:22 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;7 lbs 12 oz, 20 1/2 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TUh5JIRZu5I/AAAAAAAAAwc/RAGDkcxFWhg/s1600/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TUh5JIRZu5I/AAAAAAAAAwc/RAGDkcxFWhg/s400/t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568834136989875090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's already been big sister approved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TUh7H_p0sjI/AAAAAAAAAwk/LsKzuuvoj74/s1600/129.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TUh7H_p0sjI/AAAAAAAAAwk/LsKzuuvoj74/s400/129.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568836316519772722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More details to come :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-3861845107977728228?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/3861845107977728228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=3861845107977728228&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/3861845107977728228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/3861845107977728228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/02/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TUh5JIRZu5I/AAAAAAAAAwc/RAGDkcxFWhg/s72-c/t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-2474259006581388993</id><published>2011-01-25T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:57:53.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>date night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm 39 weeks pregnant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(see picture below for proof)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I have not been feeling very prime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT-j2bt255I/AAAAAAAAAwM/xiuAhRmKT5g/s1600/39weekss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566347820001585042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT-j2bt255I/AAAAAAAAAwM/xiuAhRmKT5g/s400/39weekss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As a thank you to my two year old who has been so patient with a mama that has not been very patient to her, I decided to take her on a girl's night out...toddler style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This consisted of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-going to Dairy Queen and getting a special treat and eating in the swivel chairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-going up to the church and playing with beach balls and learning how to ride our bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.(This included a lot of running around which I'm hoping might catapult me into labor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;-picking a few toys out at the Dollar Store, and finding some sweet nail polish to go home and put on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;We had a good time and I loved watching my little girl run around with a big smile on her face. I tried to get a good picture of us on our fun day and this is the best we could do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT-mDtNyCPI/AAAAAAAAAwU/x6YqwPJcebI/s1600/date.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566350247060441330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT-mDtNyCPI/AAAAAAAAAwU/x6YqwPJcebI/s400/date.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I can't believe my tiny sweet heart is going to be a BIG sister soon! I'm so glad we were able to have a fun day together before we welcome exciting changes into our family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2474259006581388993?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2474259006581388993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2474259006581388993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2474259006581388993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2474259006581388993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/01/date-night.html' title='date night'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT-j2bt255I/AAAAAAAAAwM/xiuAhRmKT5g/s72-c/39weekss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5049156580483190870</id><published>2011-01-25T11:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T11:56:27.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.nerd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT8qt3s2mFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/A5UtcoeDfls/s1600/glasses3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566214631987779666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT8qt3s2mFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/A5UtcoeDfls/s400/glasses3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT8qthrEGjI/AAAAAAAAAv8/k6gCO-vchA8/s1600/glasses2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566214626074696242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT8qthrEGjI/AAAAAAAAAv8/k6gCO-vchA8/s400/glasses2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT8qtT09OsI/AAAAAAAAAv0/-ExZcXcKDWY/s1600/glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566214622358092482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT8qtT09OsI/AAAAAAAAAv0/-ExZcXcKDWY/s400/glasses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5049156580483190870?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5049156580483190870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5049156580483190870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5049156580483190870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5049156580483190870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/01/nerd.html' title='.nerd.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TT8qt3s2mFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/A5UtcoeDfls/s72-c/glasses3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-2948982785787639760</id><published>2011-01-15T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T13:05:14.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays and the Sacrament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I am big into quotes. I love good quotes, especially spiritually related ones. My scriptures are packed with them. I always have a notebook with me and whenever I hear or read something inspirational or enlightening I write it down and put it somewhere so that I can read it again easily.  Last Sunday our Relief Society lesson was on the Sacrament and the teacher used a quote from a talk by Jeffrey R. Holland entitled "This Do in Remembrance of Me". I loved the quote and wrote down the name of the talk to look it up later. I was reading it tonight and it is the best talk on the Sacrament I've ever read. I'm so grateful for modern day prophets and apostles that can teach and put into words things of a sacred nature so that I can learn and grow much better than relying on myself to obtain knowledge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/ensign/1995/11/this-do-in-remembrance-of-me?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=do+remembrance+me"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; to read the talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Along the same lines I also found this quote in a daily inspiration book I have;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"Our observance of nonobservance of the Sabbath is an unerring measure of our attitude toward the Lord personally and toward his suffering in Gethsemane, his death on the cross, and his resurrection from the dead. It is a sign of whether we are Christians in very deed, or whether our conversion is so shallow that commemoration of his atoning sacrifice means little or nothing to us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;-Mark E. Peterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A big goal of mine this year is to stay focused on the important things in life, and to especially focus on my spiritual well-being. I've been thinking a lot about Sundays and how to spend them and treat them differently than every other day of the week. Now that we meet at 9 a.m. we have even more time fill with (hopefully) good things. Do any of you have traditions or activities you have found help you remember to keep the Sabbath day holy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2948982785787639760?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2948982785787639760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2948982785787639760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2948982785787639760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2948982785787639760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/01/sundays-and-sacrament.html' title='Sundays and the Sacrament'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5407859360149178899</id><published>2011-01-10T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:33:57.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>riddle me this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I've been wondering lately, how many of you out there cook dinner every night? (I'm technically addressing the ladies since I don't think any males read my blog. Not that you can't, males. Unless you're one of those creeps that I've warned to stay away...you need to still stay away.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;So, please indulge my curiosity. I'm making a poll at the top of my page, which will be completely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;anonymous. If you come to this blog and see this post please answer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5407859360149178899?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5407859360149178899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5407859360149178899&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5407859360149178899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5407859360149178899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/01/riddle-me-this.html' title='riddle me this'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-375118601018004146</id><published>2011-01-05T10:14:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T10:42:12.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I guess I haven't been doing very well at blogging lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Or...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sending out Christmas cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO let's get started with the catch-up posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, our family photo shoot we had over Thanksgiving by our talented personal photographer Shirlene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to insert here that yes, we did have Christmas cards made with a couple of these photos and no, I did not get around to sending them out. Terrible, I know. I might still send some out. We will see. But if not here's what should have been sent to your mailbox...if I only had a brain :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4d02uM4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/4kqg-VC0iv4/s1600/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4d02uM4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/4kqg-VC0iv4/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558770662625915778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4TtcxjDI/AAAAAAAAAvc/xQS_SgU2Elc/s1600/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4TtcxjDI/AAAAAAAAAvc/xQS_SgU2Elc/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558770488839343154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4TcrTjoI/AAAAAAAAAvU/aMpfGxerrDk/s1600/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4TcrTjoI/AAAAAAAAAvU/aMpfGxerrDk/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558770484336889474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4S9yEQMI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Ht9Jngrvj6I/s1600/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4S9yEQMI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Ht9Jngrvj6I/s320/IMG_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558770476043747522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4SssYDDI/AAAAAAAAAvE/kmJ2Mh38wYc/s1600/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4SssYDDI/AAAAAAAAAvE/kmJ2Mh38wYc/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558770471456476210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4Sd9-vyI/AAAAAAAAAu8/sH4ksu5y_lQ/s1600/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4Sd9-vyI/AAAAAAAAAu8/sH4ksu5y_lQ/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558770467503783714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3m628r_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/DYMQ_9UwuvE/s1600/158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3m628r_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/DYMQ_9UwuvE/s320/158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558769719344672754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3m5OqMbI/AAAAAAAAAus/cN12IGUuI3Q/s1600/151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3m5OqMbI/AAAAAAAAAus/cN12IGUuI3Q/s320/151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558769718907253170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3mSF2kMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/iKsHKdaJGA4/s1600/94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3mSF2kMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/iKsHKdaJGA4/s320/94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558769708401332418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3l0okz-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/LSUTmw0wZ70/s1600/93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3l0okz-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/LSUTmw0wZ70/s320/93.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558769700493905890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3ljfkK6I/AAAAAAAAAuU/NdDdTnl0ugk/s1600/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS3ljfkK6I/AAAAAAAAAuU/NdDdTnl0ugk/s320/49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558769695892712354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A few notes about the shoot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom made my dress, which I wanted to resemble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/p-263-green-with-envy.aspx"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; dress from Shabby Apple. Thanks mom! You did a fabulous job. And we didn't kill each other in the process!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The pictures were taken out at my Grandpa Edwards'. The truck is Seth's dream restoration project and a major factor in getting him to take family pictures at all. And the cabin...oh just something Gramps is building with his bare hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I am very pregnant in these pictures&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I don't think that fact came across very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was -100 degress out I'm pretty sure. It's a miracle we got even one decent picture with B. She was not thrilled to be outside and told to be still and act happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm glad we did it though. As a family we are pretty horrible at taking pictures together and I desperately wanted a couple of nice family photos. Mission accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-375118601018004146?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/375118601018004146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=375118601018004146&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/375118601018004146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/375118601018004146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2011/01/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TSS4d02uM4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/4kqg-VC0iv4/s72-c/IMG_0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6647069803505541062</id><published>2010-12-19T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:52:34.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Day 10}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;-Something you're afraid of-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm afraid of my daughter growing facial hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQ7R4c1c10I/AAAAAAAAAuI/XVzIKNMQfa4/s1600/Photo%2B241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQ7R4c1c10I/AAAAAAAAAuI/XVzIKNMQfa4/s320/Photo%2B241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552606158337660738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQ7R4Ltpq0I/AAAAAAAAAuA/bP85iTJ-STU/s1600/Photo%2B237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQ7R4Ltpq0I/AAAAAAAAAuA/bP85iTJ-STU/s320/Photo%2B237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552606153741544258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQ7R4MB4QWI/AAAAAAAAAt4/RrkV8x10Muw/s1600/Photo%2B227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQ7R4MB4QWI/AAAAAAAAAt4/RrkV8x10Muw/s320/Photo%2B227.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552606153826386274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;(I don't think she shares the same fears)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6647069803505541062?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6647069803505541062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6647069803505541062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6647069803505541062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6647069803505541062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-10.html' title='{Day 10}'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQ7R4c1c10I/AAAAAAAAAuI/XVzIKNMQfa4/s72-c/Photo%2B241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5466304519684106431</id><published>2010-12-16T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T19:17:50.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;{Day 9}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;-Put ipod on shuffle and list the first 10 songs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Since Christmas is so near, I thought I would put the first 10 songs from my holiday playlist. And then because I love Christmas music, I decided to put the first 20. I just couldn't help myself :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1. Soul Cake- Sting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2. The Little Drummer Boy- Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3. The Christmas Song- The Raveonettes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4. Away In A Manger- Casting Crowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5. White Christmas- Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6. Silent Night- Sixpence None The Richer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;7. Winter Wonderland- Louis Armstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;8. Joy to the World- Sufjan Stevens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;9. Music Box Blues- Trans-Siberian Orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;10. White Christmas- Bright Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;11. Winter Night- Little &amp;amp; Ashley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;12. Christmas- Leona Naess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;13. Silver Bells- Bing Crosby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;14. Go Tell It On The Mountain- Sarah Evans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;15. O Holy Night- Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;16. Have A Holly Jolly Christmas- Burl Ives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;17. Blue Christmas- Johnny Cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;18. Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas- Judy Garland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;19. Baby, It's Cold Outside- Lady Antebellum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;20. Christmas Time Will Soon Be Over- Jack White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5466304519684106431?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5466304519684106431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5466304519684106431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5466304519684106431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5466304519684106431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/12/shuffle.html' title='Shuffle'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-3229207481266259189</id><published>2010-12-09T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:00:14.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;My tiny tiny baby turned 2 today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I can't believe it. Two years has FLOWN by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Let me tell you a little bit about our sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIKES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQEG52lAT6I/AAAAAAAAAr4/YgTv7bvyAQc/s320/dancing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548723806870196130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;, singing, jumping, snuggling, reading, carrots,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;chocolate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;makeup,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQEdZCKqYFI/AAAAAAAAAsA/4ZaMJcvZa_Q/s320/candy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548748531812687954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Lady and the Tramp, brushing teeth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;cooking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;runnng,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQEd9kLau3I/AAAAAAAAAsI/RK0izR-PMq8/s320/cooking.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548749159417953138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;talking on the phone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;, animals, otter pops, wiping down the shopping cart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQEeSufdxPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/zj4sT0KCK70/s320/boots.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548749522963645682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;, grapes, eggs, bath/swimming time, slides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQEev8fXvFI/AAAAAAAAAsY/DSuL3HPJKew/s320/kisses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548750024937552978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;nursery, prayers, water, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;dressing up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;jammie shoes, taking dogs for walks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQEfKi2u5_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/CF1Ab7fMeus/s320/clothes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548750481912686578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;apples, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;, pony tails, coloring, ABCs, puzzles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQEfop-RxNI/AAAAAAAAAso/SoGw7L9m8zU/s320/chips.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548750999219455186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;cheese, learning, the number 2, hiding in the closet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;, cookies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQEf9xuvZCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/DKCRr4xBr38/s320/driving.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548751362079024162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;riding on shoulders, Itsy Bitsy Spider, pasta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;horsies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;, painting her nails, big kids, laughing, being outside, family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TQEkJ_lzPqI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hcH07VCZMCg/s320/horsie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548755970004565666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;DISLIKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Porcupines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Hulk figurines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Tutus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Beast from Beauty and the Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The lion-looking thing in Hop on Pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Having food on her hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Happy Birthday, B!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;You are one special girl and we love you with all our hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-3229207481266259189?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;There are a couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;How Great Thou Art&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;O Holy Night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;#1 is just a beautiful song and is a perfect reminder of all our Savior has done for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;#2- My Grandma Edwards died when I was in 6th grade. She was the best Grandma that there ever could be and I miss her a lot. She played piano and organ and I've always felt connected to her through music. I recently found the arrangement of O Holy Night that she would play and that we have a recording of. Every time I play it I cry thinking about her and also because it's a very moving song anyway (and is my favorite Christmas song.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{Day 7}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;-Favorite movies-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What About Bob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nacho Libre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sense and Sensibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anything with Chris Farley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Almost&lt;/i&gt; anything with Will Ferrell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Little Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dan In Real Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Harry Potters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Twilight series (oh yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Princess Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Seven Brides for Seven Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Scarlet Pimpernel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Aaaaand that's all my brain can come up with right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;{Day 8}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;-A place you've travelled to-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;England/Wales/France for two weeks to play basketball the summer after high school. That was a fun time. Except the part where I forgot to get up and walk around on the 8 hour leg of the trip and ended up getting massive cankles and swollen feet for 24 hours afterwards. Yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2044256906375207287?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2044256906375207287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2044256906375207287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2044256906375207287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2044256906375207287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/12/6-7-8.html' title='6, 7, 8'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6111365136846306973</id><published>2010-11-30T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T10:29:38.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;{Day 5}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-pictures of things that make you happy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAnOulyAI/AAAAAAAAArw/E9h_IguA_dk/s1600/Photo%2B205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAnOulyAI/AAAAAAAAArw/E9h_IguA_dk/s400/Photo%2B205.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545409558889220098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAm0w9gjI/AAAAAAAAAro/Vrt9g0nVqL0/s1600/Photo%2B204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAm0w9gjI/AAAAAAAAAro/Vrt9g0nVqL0/s400/Photo%2B204.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545409551919841842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAmEe8UxI/AAAAAAAAArg/HeYLgVqDRPE/s1600/Photo%2B201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAmEe8UxI/AAAAAAAAArg/HeYLgVqDRPE/s400/Photo%2B201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545409538959364882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAl95BWSI/AAAAAAAAArY/K5WoqPRKJjo/s1600/Photo%2B200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAl95BWSI/AAAAAAAAArY/K5WoqPRKJjo/s400/Photo%2B200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545409537189697826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAlufYmmI/AAAAAAAAArQ/0W8mGSqC-cs/s1600/Photo%2B196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAlufYmmI/AAAAAAAAArQ/0W8mGSqC-cs/s400/Photo%2B196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545409533055638114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Daddy-Daughter relationships are so precious. My mom once told me a big reason she thinks it was easy for me to believe in a Heavenly Father is because I had such a good earthly father. I completely agree. I knew he loved me, supported me, wanted the best for me and would always be there, so it made sense how that could be true on a larger scale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hopefully B will be able to learn some of the same lessons from her Dada that I did from mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6111365136846306973?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6111365136846306973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TPVAnOulyAI/AAAAAAAAArw/E9h_IguA_dk/s72-c/Photo%2B205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-7743172123944269486</id><published>2010-11-29T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:02:09.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;- Something you're looking forward to-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;How about some THINGS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing sweatpants for "The Duration"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meeting my baby boy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coming up with a name for baby boy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching my little sweetheart grow up &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Growing up myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Working off the baby weight (yay for exercise!&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-7743172123944269486?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/7743172123944269486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=7743172123944269486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7743172123944269486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7743172123944269486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-8640315108312239272</id><published>2010-11-21T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:38:55.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{Day3}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Your parents and siblings-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOoLL9d8F1I/AAAAAAAAArI/w_DmwSpNDgQ/s1600/family1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542254591539418962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOoLL9d8F1I/AAAAAAAAArI/w_DmwSpNDgQ/s400/family1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I should just leave it to the illustration above to tell you about my family, since I feel I captured their personalities perfectly, but for those lacking the gift of discernment I'll include a few words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hard-working, spiritual, humble, talented, adventurous, artistic, non-judgemental, honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Selfless, intelligent, organized, dependable, excellent cook, wonderful mother, nurturing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KELSEY:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;hilarious, knowledgeable, peace-maker, outrageous, giving, thoughtful, musician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAYLOR&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;McKENZIE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; spunky, goal-oriented, forgiving, driven, righteous, smart, compassionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-8640315108312239272?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/8640315108312239272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=8640315108312239272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOm70oGWFWI/AAAAAAAAArA/Vm2YyRxxfLY/s400/53.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-7011343089388649019?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/7011343089388649019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=7011343089388649019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7011343089388649019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7011343089388649019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOmui5rB6eI/AAAAAAAAAq4/B-b9vx0V1Lg/s72-c/first%2Bsnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6099569157170624160</id><published>2010-11-19T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:02:28.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;{Day 2}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;-Something that stresses you out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Something that USED to really stress me out was dinner. I love to cook, and having a home cooked meal every night and eating together as a family was a big deal in my house growing up. It wasn't uncommon for me to spend 2 hours or more making dinner for Seth and I each night when we were first married. That all quickly changed when B came along. All the sudden this little person wanted a little bit of attention while I would try to cook. So. I've been on a quest to find simple, delicious, quick, and at least semi-healthy recipes so that I can enjoy my tiny girl and put something on the table at the same time. I just discovered this Baked Ziti recipe that I'm now going to share with you! Lucky day! I didn't know what baked ziti was until about 2 weeks ago when we ate it ate our neighbors house. I was impressed and searched out a recipe. Here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAKED ZITI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1 tablespoon olive oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;2 garlic cloves, minced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1 28oz can crushed tomatoes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1 14.5 oz can diced tomatoes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;2 tablespoons minced fresh basil&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;¼ teaspoon sugar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1 pound ziti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;8 oz mozzarella, shredded (2 cups)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1 cup grated Parmesan cheese (or grated Parmesan/Romano cheese mix)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;Directions:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Adjust an oven rack to the middle position, heat oven to 400. Bring 4 quarts water to a boil in a large pot for the ziti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Meanwhile, cook 1 tablespoon oil and the garlic in a 12-inch nonstick skillet over medium heat, stirring often, until the garlic is fragrant. Stir in the tomatoes with their juice. Bring to a simmer and cook until thickened slightly, about 15 minutes. Stir in the basil, sugar, and ½ teaspoon salt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;When the water is boiling, stir in 1 tablespoon salt and the ziti. Cook, stirring often, until the ziti is almost tender.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Reserve ½ cup of the pasta cooking water, then drain the ziti and return it to the pot. Stir in the tomato sauce and toss to coat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Spread half the ziti in an oiled 13x9 pan. Sprinkle half the mozzarella and Parmesan cheeses. Spread the remaining ziti and sprinkle with remaining cheeses. (you can add as much cheese as you want both times). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bake until cheeses turn golden brown (about 20 min), and take out of the oven.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Allow to cool for a few minutes and serve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;OH, you'd like some breadsticks too? Ones that don't take several hours to make? Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;QUICK BREADSTICKS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1 cup warm water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;3 T brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1/4 cup oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;3 cups flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;2 1/2 tsp yeast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;Directions: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dissolve yeast in warm water. Add remaining ingredients. Knead slightly, adding more flour if too sticky. On floured surface, roll out to a 10X12 rectangle and let rise for at least 20 minutes. Cut into strips using a pizza cutter and place on greased baking sheet. Bake at 375 for 10-15 minutes until lightly brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Brush with melted butter or olive oil mixed with minced garlic and sprinkle with parmesan cheese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND you want a yummy salad?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Grab a bag of baby spinach, an avocado, some feta cheese and italian dressing. Slice up the avocado and combine all ingredients. Go light on the dressing, a little goes a long way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6099569157170624160?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6099569157170624160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6099569157170624160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6099569157170624160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6099569157170624160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4294304994366043150</id><published>2010-11-18T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:39:00.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>28+15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOWrhTmmb1I/AAAAAAAAAqo/2opTU9jAZ-w/s1600/belly3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOWrhTmmb1I/AAAAAAAAAqo/2opTU9jAZ-w/s400/belly3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541023505235472210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Pregnancy update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;-Baby moves a TON. I almost feel like I should bring it up with my doctor to see if it's bad if they never seem to stop moving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;-We still have no name for him :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;-I've had a few contractions and my legs get tired fast if I'm over-doing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;-The weeks are FLYING by. I can't believe he'll be here so soon. I'm so excited to know what he looks like and to cuddle him. I've been looking at baby clothes and it's hard to believe newborns are so small! B will seem huge in comparison I'm sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Also, I've decided to do the 15 Day Blog Challenge that I saw on my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ranaeredford.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ranae's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 25px; font-family:Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 1-Self portrait picture, and 15 interesting facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 2- Something that stresses you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 3-Your siblings and parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 4- Something you're looking forward to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 5- pictures of things that make you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 6 — A song that makes you cry {or nearly and why}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 7-Favorite movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 8-A place you've traveled to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 9- Put your iPod on shuffle, first 10 songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 10-Something you're afraid of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 11-Favorite tv shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 12-What you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 13-Goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 14-Some pictures you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 15-pictures of your Dream house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm letting the photo above count as the self portrait :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;15 interesting facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. I hope to have all of my kids by age 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. I am an avid nap taker, and always have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. I miss my friends that I grew up with and wish we could all live close forever and ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. I have a knack for memorizing quotes from movies after only seeing them once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. I want to one day have a big shop and lots of tools so I can build furniture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;6. My grandpa taught me how to shave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. I have played piano for 16 years and have never memorized a song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. I love love love to cook and bake and clean and do all other traditional housewife duties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;9. I feel the most beautiful and love my body the most when I'm pregnant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. I'm a worrier- If Seth hasn't called me by 6:00 at night to tell me when he'll be home I assume he's been mugged or taken hostage or killed or something equally as extreme. I have to check on B several times a night to make sure she's breathing and warm enough. I would have let her sleep in our bed until she got married if Seth would allow it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;11. I crave donuts more than any other food but only actually eat them maybe twice a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;12. I have a shampoo fetish. Every time I go to the store I want to buy and try a new kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;13. My dream car is a VW bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;14. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; want to learn how to play the trumpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;15. I would rather wear a dress than jeans.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4294304994366043150?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4294304994366043150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4294304994366043150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4294304994366043150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4294304994366043150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/2815.html' title='28+15'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOWrhTmmb1I/AAAAAAAAAqo/2opTU9jAZ-w/s72-c/belly3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-2518703313474961436</id><published>2010-11-15T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T16:41:42.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;My Mother-in-law came to visit us for a few days last week and our goal was to get some projects done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Let me just say right now that I am completely spoiled in the parent department. I was born into a talented family and definitely married into one also. When it comes to building/sewing/painting/quilting/organizing/cooking/making anything you can dream up, there is someone close at hand that can make it happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The big project we tackled was a buffet hutch that Jill had given to me a few months ago. It was brown when I got it and I wanted to paint it a fun color but it took me forever to decide which color to go with. I finally decided on a light blue and wanted to distress and glaze it to make it look vintage-y. I'm glad I did my time in cabinet shops and learned how to make over furniture! It has come in handy. I had painted the two doors and drawers a few weeks ago but hadn't pumped myself up to do the body yet. Enter MIL. She busted it out in no time. Then I had the honor of distressing and glazing. I thought I had taken a before picture, but this is the only pic I could find that shows the hutch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOHQIDoGphI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/C8D2x6cHGGk/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOHQIDoGphI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/C8D2x6cHGGk/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539937853473465874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOHQhBe0UHI/AAAAAAAAAqY/KaaW9GeelDo/s1600/hutch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOHQhBe0UHI/AAAAAAAAAqY/KaaW9GeelDo/s400/hutch.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539938282394374258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I am so in love. I got the lamp at Goodwill for $6 I think and the mirror was a swap I made with a friend for a different mirror I had. I love the circle mirror. It was white when I got it and Jill spray painted it a darker blue we picked out. I need a new lampshade but then this little nook will be complete. That thing has so much storage too it's great. Don't you love our baseboard heaters&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Jill also painted B's little nightstand a cream color. I stole it from my parents house since it was tucked away in a store room. I think both my brother and I used it at one point. There was scribbling all over it from our younger days and I was a little hesitant to paint over it since I'm a little sentimental about stuff like that but decided there was really no reason not to. I got the mirror at Real Deals in Walla Walla for super cheap and the lamp on clearance at K-mart. Soon I'll be able to post a picture of the fabulous quilt my mom is making B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOHSQnFmIrI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Q4PGqzHLhmg/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOHSQnFmIrI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Q4PGqzHLhmg/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539940199454614194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I've been wanting to do a house tour for awhile but I've had so many little things half finished I haven't felt like showing anything off yet. This was a good start! I hope to be having more posts like this in the near future.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-2518703313474961436?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/2518703313474961436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=2518703313474961436&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2518703313474961436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/2518703313474961436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TOHQIDoGphI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/C8D2x6cHGGk/s72-c/DSC_0127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4976732880172846982</id><published>2010-11-12T13:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:55:12.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mischief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The Idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TN22osNP0AI/AAAAAAAAAqI/rNPUDGUuKig/s1600/toes5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538783926913323010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TN22osNP0AI/AAAAAAAAAqI/rNPUDGUuKig/s400/toes5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The Damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TN22n6kMH0I/AAAAAAAAAqA/xXM8zwisb7U/s1600/toes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538783913587777346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TN22n6kMH0I/AAAAAAAAAqA/xXM8zwisb7U/s400/toes2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Surveying her work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TN22mwSMQyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/RZw5yTHHJHs/s1600/toes4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538783893648065314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TN22mwSMQyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/RZw5yTHHJHs/s400/toes4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Forgiven :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TN22mgIhWAI/AAAAAAAAApw/_gfTh3M1cX8/s1600/toes3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538783889312536578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TN22mgIhWAI/AAAAAAAAApw/_gfTh3M1cX8/s400/toes3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4976732880172846982?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4976732880172846982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4976732880172846982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4976732880172846982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4976732880172846982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/mischief.html' title='Mischief'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TN22osNP0AI/AAAAAAAAAqI/rNPUDGUuKig/s72-c/toes5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-689907785608904899</id><published>2010-11-12T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:16:01.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is about how my doctor appointment went yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPTRHgLKaBk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPTRHgLKaBk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess I ate a little too much this month?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-689907785608904899?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/689907785608904899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=689907785608904899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/689907785608904899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/689907785608904899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/oops.html' title='oops.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-9190911537887646024</id><published>2010-11-07T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:46:48.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>27</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TNd9n4X98sI/AAAAAAAAApY/pcILYpdZiCA/s1600/1.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TNd9n4X98sI/AAAAAAAAApY/pcILYpdZiCA/s400/1.11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537032390976598722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you guess how far along I am? My goal is to take a picture every week and it will most likely be on Sundays because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I feel cutest in dresses and I always get ready on Sundays since I know for sure I will be going out in public. Don't act like you "get ready" everyday. Psh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Seth is around to take pictures. (His favorite!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this post I would also like to mention a random thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-We're watching Amazing Race right now and I haven't ever really paid enough attention to it to know all the contestants or what is happening each week, but I do know that the asian dad makes me so sad and I have no idea how he has made it this far. I just looked up and found out his name is Michael. So sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-9190911537887646024?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/9190911537887646024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=9190911537887646024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/9190911537887646024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/9190911537887646024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/27.html' title='27'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TNd9n4X98sI/AAAAAAAAApY/pcILYpdZiCA/s72-c/1.11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-7320041112667654279</id><published>2010-11-04T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T00:25:34.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oo De Lally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Birthday came a few days early for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I've been looking for months for a decent sofa on Craigslist to no avail. We bought a couch at DI when we were first married for $30 and immediately covered it with a slipcover. Well if you remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/943-am.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;post, you'll understand why I had to get rid of the slipcover. The couch beneath is less than cute but we're not in a position to go out and buy brand new furniture at our leisure-thus the Craigslist hunting. Well on a whim I decided to look in the Tri-Cities area and spotted what appeared to be a miracle. The same Ikea couch that I was considering saving up for was being sold for 100 dollars. The picture looked like it was in excellent condition. I almost had heart failure even thinking about this working out to my advantage. To make a boring story shorter, I GOT THE COUCH! And my mom even went halvsies on it with me so technically I got it for 50 freakin' bucks. Insanity I tell you.  Take a look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TNJdL2aRdgI/AAAAAAAAApI/ILDHp1rqXGI/s1600/couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TNJdL2aRdgI/AAAAAAAAApI/ILDHp1rqXGI/s400/couch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535589350157415938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I love it. It's a good size and really comfortable and the best part is it also has removeable slipcovers so it will be easy to clean.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And then to remind me why we don't spend tons of money on brand new furniture, B drew all over the side of the couch with pen within 30 minutes of setting it up. But I couldn't even get too upset because I know it will come off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TNJeRNB9NXI/AAAAAAAAApQ/7DpN6kRehTM/s1600/couch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TNJeRNB9NXI/AAAAAAAAApQ/7DpN6kRehTM/s400/couch2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535590541640414578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;That little stinker. Good thing she's cute.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-7320041112667654279?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/7320041112667654279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=7320041112667654279&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7320041112667654279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7320041112667654279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/oo-de-lally.html' title='Oo De Lally'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TNJdL2aRdgI/AAAAAAAAApI/ILDHp1rqXGI/s72-c/couch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4136484288378382549</id><published>2010-11-01T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T15:20:29.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TM888fR00bI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ugTcSiqRYv4/s1600/birthday_cupcake_candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TM888fR00bI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ugTcSiqRYv4/s400/birthday_cupcake_candle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534709476947710386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;know none of you have forgotten, but just in case I wanted to put it out there that my birthday is in ONE WEEK. From today. I know I can't believe it either! So just on the off chance that you didn't plan months in advance about what to get me, there is still time to go get something extra special. Let the countdown begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4136484288378382549?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4136484288378382549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4136484288378382549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4136484288378382549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4136484288378382549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-reminder.html' title='Just a Reminder'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TM888fR00bI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ugTcSiqRYv4/s72-c/birthday_cupcake_candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5340332424258416233</id><published>2010-10-31T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:51:33.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TM4rG0YZCKI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-9Irn5Ad1mw/s1600/preggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TM4rG0YZCKI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-9Irn5Ad1mw/s400/preggs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534408388225075362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I usually post the same pictures on this blog as on Facebook so if you look at both I apologize. This is me at 26 weeks! This pregnancy has flown by with a toddler around to keep me distracted and busy. This is sadly the first picture I've taken this round. I'll try to be better about it from here on out. Only 3ish more months to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5340332424258416233?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5340332424258416233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5340332424258416233&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5340332424258416233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5340332424258416233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/10/26.html' title='26'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TM4rG0YZCKI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-9Irn5Ad1mw/s72-c/preggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-3276479455956514604</id><published>2010-10-30T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T21:40:08.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Have you ever seen a cuter puppy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMztvFah5RI/AAAAAAAAAn4/-Ion0toypsU/s1600/puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMztvFah5RI/AAAAAAAAAn4/-Ion0toypsU/s400/puppy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534059435294582034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; So, I've made a little goal of taking more pictures with all of us in them. I just realized me and Seth are never in any. Looks like we need a little more practice in having our pictures taken but it's a start! So here's some pics of everyone that made up our Halloween group this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzvonYnpiI/AAAAAAAAAoI/DU2byK8V41A/s1600/puppy7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzvonYnpiI/AAAAAAAAAoI/DU2byK8V41A/s400/puppy7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534061523177547298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Dada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzvobnloVI/AAAAAAAAAoA/mtWw_cfPkx4/s1600/puppy8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzvobnloVI/AAAAAAAAAoA/mtWw_cfPkx4/s400/puppy8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534061520019104082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Uncle Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzv8Ik-5qI/AAAAAAAAAoY/engLGJ3L0BA/s1600/puppy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzv8Ik-5qI/AAAAAAAAAoY/engLGJ3L0BA/s400/puppy4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534061858505287330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Grammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzv780ELvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/sNGSj-ITIuk/s1600/puppy5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzv780ELvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/sNGSj-ITIuk/s400/puppy5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534061855347322610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Ya Ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzyjpkgQ4I/AAAAAAAAAog/9ymMGP-Hx_Q/s1600/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMzyjpkgQ4I/AAAAAAAAAog/9ymMGP-Hx_Q/s400/two.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534064736399803266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;We went to the Trunk or Treat at the church for about half an hour. B was more interested in running around in the grass. Then we went home and watched Signs. That's my kind of Halloween&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-3276479455956514604?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/3276479455956514604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=3276479455956514604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/3276479455956514604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/3276479455956514604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TMztvFah5RI/AAAAAAAAAn4/-Ion0toypsU/s72-c/puppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-7491223881284375155</id><published>2010-10-08T20:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T10:02:12.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Me and the two little ones accompanied my mom to Colorado last week to visit my grandparents. We travelled via airplane, which I was worried about, but it was just fine. I didn't take many pictures. I've gotten a little lazy about it. But we had a good visit and Yaya was able to spend lots of time outdoors and saw lots of horsies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;There was a fair or something going on in a nearby town so we went to that for a couple hours. B got to ride a pony, but spent most of the time on the playground that was in the middle of the festivities. Also located in that area was a mechanical bull that she would sprint towards every time someone was thrown off, hoping to get on. Maybe she's going to follow in Papa Gary's footsteps? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TK_m9gZhNZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/AQeCmUuo5M8/s400/pony.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525889212150265234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Here is a four generation picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Brooklyn, Me, my Mom, Grandpa Morgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TK_npwIGdvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hIgAnn2wFJg/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525889972286420722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And one with Grandpa, B, and Grandma Ole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TK_omq_piDI/AAAAAAAAAms/J5lPnvTc7wY/s400/bbo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525891018880813106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;We had a nice trip and ate lots of good cookin', but I'm glad to be back. We've been traveling a lot this summer and I am worn out and ready to stay at home for awhile. So, if you miss us, come visit! We'll be staying put for awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Oh I almost forgot to mention on the last day there, my mom sang the ABC song to B and now the little princess sings it all the time and I've got to say, it's the most precious thing in the world. Just thought you should know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-7491223881284375155?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/7491223881284375155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=7491223881284375155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7491223881284375155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7491223881284375155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/10/colorado.html' title='Colorado'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TK_m9gZhNZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/AQeCmUuo5M8/s72-c/pony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6883195528376792219</id><published>2010-10-08T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T20:36:42.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Owies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Lately B has been obsessed with Band-Aids. She'll randomly start whimpering and hold her hand up limply and say "banaid." While playing with her Dada today she toppled over and came up holding her head. She was sure she needed a Band-Aid for it, so Seth made her one. She was quite pleased with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TK_iGw2EjwI/AAAAAAAAAmM/OW7RXMlpzjg/s1600/bandaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TK_iGw2EjwI/AAAAAAAAAmM/OW7RXMlpzjg/s400/bandaid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525883873625673474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TK_iS6DbOyI/AAAAAAAAAmU/uJBXLNl8hT0/s1600/bandaid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TK_iS6DbOyI/AAAAAAAAAmU/uJBXLNl8hT0/s400/bandaid2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525884082256034594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I love my little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6883195528376792219?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6883195528376792219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6883195528376792219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6883195528376792219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6883195528376792219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/10/owies.html' title='Owies'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TK_iGw2EjwI/AAAAAAAAAmM/OW7RXMlpzjg/s72-c/bandaid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1777333031913214162</id><published>2010-09-29T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T08:59:05.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bought:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TKNhtiZsd0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/HqyQVQqZtQk/s1600/2909619387-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TKNhtiZsd0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/HqyQVQqZtQk/s400/2909619387-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522365003042944834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Hymns + Folk? Forgettaboudit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelowerlights.bandcamp.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;to purchase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1777333031913214162?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1777333031913214162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1777333031913214162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1777333031913214162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1777333031913214162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/bought.html' title='Bought:'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TKNhtiZsd0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/HqyQVQqZtQk/s72-c/2909619387-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-9009789177345549291</id><published>2010-09-21T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:52:03.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Something is happening to me. Something that has never happened before. I married an organizer. I married my opposite. I am one of those firm believers that it is pointless to make your bed since you're just going to get back in it later. I even trained my brain when I was younger to legitimately forget 30 seconds later the chore my mom had asked me to do. If cleaning was important I would remember to do it, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Since becoming a wife I've started working on my cleanliness...for Seth's sake. It has still remained a struggle until recently. I would sit there and think the jobs ahead of me were insurmountable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As a little side note-I have what I refer to as an extreme personality. I can't do a little bit of a big goal and be satisfied. If the whole house needs cleaned, that means I have to clean the whole house right now without stopping. So I either do that, or nothing. My brain explodes when I think about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; cleaning the living room today and then move on to something else tomorrow. As a result I either get a ton done or basically nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anyway. After getting over the morning sickness this round I suddenly felt like I could conquer the world! I had so much energy and instead of getting burned out quickly on things like doing the dishes and wanting to call it quits for the day, I would keep going and going and going until our humble apartment was sparkling. Not really sparkling, because I know Seth wouldn't like to come home to sparkles everywhere. But really clean. I've previously mentioned my run-in with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don't like things to get the best of me. So yesterday I took on reorganizing the majority of the house and purging what we didn't need and I actually finished the job! Usually this would mean Seth coming home to all of our worldly possessions covering every inch of available space. But I took everything out of the closets and drawers AND put everything back. I did end up with one battle wound. While trying to get a heavy box of books out of the back of a closet my hand slipped and I punched myself in the head. Instead of getting discouraged and giving up, I just punched the wall in retaliation and moved on. (Just a little punch. More like an "Oh you got me this time! punch but with a little bit of "You better not ever again." Punch. ) I have a bruise on my head this morning. But I did get the bed made. Did you know it only takes about 1 minute? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-9009789177345549291?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/9009789177345549291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=9009789177345549291&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/9009789177345549291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/9009789177345549291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1871303356726773667</id><published>2010-09-20T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T13:05:41.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;My sister-in-law posted this on her Facebook. Thought I would share the goodness :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/iANRO3I30nM/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iANRO3I30nM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iANRO3I30nM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1871303356726773667?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1871303356726773667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1871303356726773667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1871303356726773667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1871303356726773667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/watch.html' title='Watch:'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5101337898752412823</id><published>2010-09-15T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T11:55:37.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy Howdy Howdy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We're in town for the Pendleton Round-Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Once a year, everyone gets to be a Cowboy/Cowgirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.No questions asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517191142833888722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TJEAHPKLndI/AAAAAAAAAls/NiV6nkz_tsQ/s400/dada3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517191891669604370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TJEAy0yh2BI/AAAAAAAAAl0/kHWlDRMiPLE/s400/mama.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Although after seeing these two cuties all hicked-up, I'm thinkin we need to re-evaluate that once-a-year deal. Don't you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TJEB-92pGxI/AAAAAAAAAl8/cc1jf02Yr2g/s1600/dada2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517193199772834578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TJEB-92pGxI/AAAAAAAAAl8/cc1jf02Yr2g/s400/dada2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5101337898752412823?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5101337898752412823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5101337898752412823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5101337898752412823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5101337898752412823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/howdy-howdy-howdy.html' title='Howdy Howdy Howdy'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TJEAHPKLndI/AAAAAAAAAls/NiV6nkz_tsQ/s72-c/dada3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6809932187896949359</id><published>2010-09-14T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T16:43:11.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boy oh boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;We're getting a Little Mr. in February!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Cannot WAIT to meet him! (But I will)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Name suggestions are now being accepted :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6809932187896949359?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6809932187896949359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6809932187896949359&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6809932187896949359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6809932187896949359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-boy-oh-boy.html' title='Oh boy oh boy!'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6713491743471192324</id><published>2010-09-10T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:23:05.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIp3eWT2YBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8twIiTOQNIg/s1600/mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIp3eWT2YBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8twIiTOQNIg/s400/mess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515352056937209874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6713491743471192324?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6713491743471192324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6713491743471192324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6713491743471192324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6713491743471192324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-little-helper.html' title='My Little Helper'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIp3eWT2YBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8twIiTOQNIg/s72-c/mess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-7134316700362942039</id><published>2010-09-09T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T18:42:50.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Sometimes I post pictures of B's bum covered in poo (next to the couch she demolished) and then delete them because my mom says what if there's a creepy old man reading your blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;If you're a creepy old man and read this blog, please stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Sometimes I write a whiney post and then delete if shortly after posting because I decided I'm not going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt; be a public complainer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Sometimes I let my child practice jumping on the couch. I tell myself it's ok because she's too scared to do it without holding my hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;All the times when I'm having a bad day/week and my baby comes up and gives me several random kisses, it makes me feel better and remember the sweet and important things in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;How could I not after looking at this face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIl-EiCEMxI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jRYcKYqUbHM/s1600/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIl-EiCEMxI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jRYcKYqUbHM/s400/eyes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515077835011928850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-7134316700362942039?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/7134316700362942039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=7134316700362942039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7134316700362942039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7134316700362942039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIl-EiCEMxI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jRYcKYqUbHM/s72-c/eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1130685406239522946</id><published>2010-09-09T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:45:23.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9:43 A.M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIkYC7ulaTI/AAAAAAAAAlM/D3_nwtaJ6Qc/s1600/poo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exhibit A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIkWySlFijI/AAAAAAAAAlE/VmxPhl_k_bQ/s1600/poo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIkWySlFijI/AAAAAAAAAlE/VmxPhl_k_bQ/s400/poo5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514964271928543794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Hope your morning was as fun as mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1130685406239522946?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1130685406239522946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1130685406239522946&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1130685406239522946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1130685406239522946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/943-am.html' title='9:43 A.M.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIkWySlFijI/AAAAAAAAAlE/VmxPhl_k_bQ/s72-c/poo5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1514196890634933922</id><published>2010-09-08T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:20:16.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This last weekend we went up to Seattle to have a mini reunion with Seth's family. Not all of his siblings were able to make it but we had a fun time with the attendees. We kept super busy the whole time which was a change from our usual pace. I liked it. Every night we were worn out and B slept sooo good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed at Seth's sister and brother-in-law's house. (Thanks Sarah and Theron!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right when we got there YaYa had to run down and play with her favorite toy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgugnk9yII/AAAAAAAAAjk/CI0IaqmJcbY/s1600/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgugnk9yII/AAAAAAAAAjk/CI0IaqmJcbY/s400/car.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514708881629890690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday morning we went to the zoo for several hours. I was excited for this because B loves animals and constantly wants to watch them on the computer, read about them in books and watch moomies (movies) featuring them. She knows the names and noises of over 25. Don't act like you're not impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She got to pet some goats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgvXw928uI/AAAAAAAAAjs/rNeoYfUy4ho/s1600/goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgvXw928uI/AAAAAAAAAjs/rNeoYfUy4ho/s400/goat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514709829043024610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sit on a lion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgwDkdnxgI/AAAAAAAAAj0/PJQnZ4tHDNg/s1600/lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgwDkdnxgI/AAAAAAAAAj0/PJQnZ4tHDNg/s400/lion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514710581600830978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And hold a bird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgypJFr-EI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fDqd6-oH4Qw/s1600/birrrds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgypJFr-EI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fDqd6-oH4Qw/s400/birrrds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514713426110969922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then later that night we went to our first Mariners game! Turns out we were on tv too. Anyone see us? It got pretty cold but was still a good time. Here's my little sweety pie being cute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgzQZeoXbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/6QEcvPCFW34/s1600/face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgzQZeoXbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/6QEcvPCFW34/s400/face.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514714100525456818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even cuter with her DaDa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgzjq4FIXI/AAAAAAAAAkU/HZf2TjV5ry4/s1600/game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgzjq4FIXI/AAAAAAAAAkU/HZf2TjV5ry4/s400/game.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514714431613116786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day we went to the fish ladder/Locks and walked around and enjoyed the view. We sat on a hilly area and all the boys ended racing down and up the huge hill. It was pretty hilarious.  B was trying to apprehend any dog that walked by. A random couple were kind enough to let her pet their dog. Then she tried to take the leash from them so she could bring him home. Silly girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIg0Rqz6npI/AAAAAAAAAkc/bGQcezThCFA/s1600/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIg0Rqz6npI/AAAAAAAAAkc/bGQcezThCFA/s400/dog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514715221869633170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also had an intense game of Catch Phrase and ate some excellent home-cooked meals. Everyone took turns cooking and everything turned out great. All in all a great weekend with family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next week we join the Edwards side for the good ol' Pendleton Round-Up (100 year Anniversary, woot!) AND most importantly to find out if B is getting a brother or sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also coming soon: a food post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;side note: I just finished my smoothy and found a wad of paper and a bobby pin in the bottom of my cup. I wonder who put that in there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1514196890634933922?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1514196890634933922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1514196890634933922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1514196890634933922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1514196890634933922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TIgugnk9yII/AAAAAAAAAjk/CI0IaqmJcbY/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1575469289192103108</id><published>2010-09-01T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:55:12.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;With summer coming to a close, many people I know have been commenting about their kids going to school. A lot of people are sending their oldest off for the first time. You always hear everyone saying that your babies' lives just fly by and before you know it yada yada yada. Um...this freaks me out. Because it is so true. I mean B is still pretty tiny-to me anyway. I'm really struggling with the idea that she's becoming more toddler than baby because I always want her to be my itsy bitsy snuggle bunny sweetheart. I'm not ready for her to grow up. I don't ever want her to be old enough to go to school and be away from her Mama. I don't ever want her to be big enough to fit into her Dada's shirt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TH9Cqr1ZBFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4hWepR0nFyw/s1600/shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TH9Cqr1ZBFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4hWepR0nFyw/s400/shirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512197770013377618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;No seriously I don't, because then she'd be kinda huge(for a girl).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I know I know. I'll enjoy each stage of her life. I will. But a little piece of my heart sheds a tear each time she enters a new phase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1575469289192103108?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1575469289192103108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1575469289192103108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1575469289192103108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1575469289192103108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/stop.html' title='Stop!'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TH9Cqr1ZBFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4hWepR0nFyw/s72-c/shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-7645666799635329882</id><published>2010-09-01T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:41:08.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Your support. Does anyone else feel if they proclaim something publicly on their blog it's more likely to happen? I'm kinda banking on that right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I am once again attempting to grow my hair out. But I don't want it to just be an attempt this time-I need it to happen. I'm over short hair. I've had short hair for 5 years now and I'm in a rut. I have tried so many times to do this though and I major fail every time. We're talking it doesn't even get to my shoulders really and I break down and chop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I am not a patient person. This endeavor takes patience. But I just want to know- WHY DOES IT TAKE SO FREAKING LONG TO GROW?!?! How can people seriously just hang out for two years and not let the in-between stage drive them insane??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;So here's my plea. Don't. Let. Me. Cut. It. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Don't tell me I look, or have ever looked, cute with short hair. Instead, use phrases like, "Mmm actually you kind of look like an ogre with short hair." Helpful things like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;When I ask you if I should cut it or grow it out, say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;GROW IT OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Be forceful about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Back to my blog superstition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I,Carly Morgan Bagley,hereby commit to 1 full year of hair growth. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;If I make it one year the rest is cake, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;So let it be written, so let it be done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-7645666799635329882?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/7645666799635329882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=7645666799635329882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7645666799635329882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7645666799635329882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-need.html' title='I Need:'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6287019086902629669</id><published>2010-08-31T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:22:14.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;August 24th marked our 3rd Anniversary of marriage. We often joke that we tricked each other into marrying each other because the longer we're together the more opposite we discover we are. This, however, has worked out perfectly. I have learned so much from Seth, and been able to improve myself in ways that I'm positive wouldn't have happened if I had married someone exactly like me. We really are a good team. Now, I usually don't like to blog about anniversaries and Valentine's Day and things of that nature because they seem cheesy and forced. So instead of having a long drawn out made up post about how Seth comes home every night riding a white horse, I'm going to list 3 things I absolutely love about my Hubby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;1. He is positive. And optimistic. He has taught me it's no use dwelling on possible negative outcomes, but to live happily and deal with the bad times as they come, but not to expect them. He sees good in everyone and always gives people the benefit of the doubt, which I sometimes have a hard time doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;2. He is never critical of me and my shortcomings. I can honestly say I have never heard a word of criticism from him. He has never told me I look anything but beautiful, never reprimanded me for letting the house become a disaster zone, or for not making dinner, nothing. What a blessing that is. I was used to being praised growing up and although he doesn't hand out compliments like pretzels, he never ever says anything negative about my looks or conduct. It would be extremely difficult for me to function if someone was forever critical of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;3. He strives. He strives to be the best husband he can be, the best father, an incredible provider, a reliable friend, supportive son/brother/uncle/son-in-law.  If he ever suspects he could do better at something he puts his whole self into making it happen. I've never met someone so bent on self improvement and action. He makes the most of each day and each relationship. I'm working on being more self motivated like him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Marriage isn't a breeze, but it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; worth it. I'm so glad I found someone capable of bringing out the best in me and that inspires me to be better everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TH0ra8v3iXI/AAAAAAAAAjE/TQItZqkR_No/s1600/bum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TH0ra8v3iXI/AAAAAAAAAjE/TQItZqkR_No/s400/bum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511609260954847602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;(4. he has a nice bum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6287019086902629669?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6287019086902629669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6287019086902629669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6287019086902629669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6287019086902629669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/08/3.html' title='3'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TH0ra8v3iXI/AAAAAAAAAjE/TQItZqkR_No/s72-c/bum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-9105592713162405588</id><published>2010-08-28T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T15:46:54.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I had to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzNhaLUT520?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzNhaLUT520?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMtZfW2z9dw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMtZfW2z9dw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;You better believe I found Seth and B a good hiding spot after watching this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-9105592713162405588?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/9105592713162405588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=9105592713162405588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/9105592713162405588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/9105592713162405588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/08/homeboy.html' title='Homeboy'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6114903332665467215</id><published>2010-08-26T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:25:05.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smelly Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;So, this pregnancy has been a little more difficult than the last.  Mostly because I have been extremely nauseous and had horrible morning sickness the first trimester, which I did not experience with Brooklyn. The thing that sets the queasies off the most is smells. I'm still struggling with them. So I thought I would pass on some wisdom that has been shared with me and what I have found to help ease the constant gagging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For trash can smells&lt;/b&gt;: tons of baking powder in the bottom of the trash can really seems to help. Odor shield bags didn't work for me because the smell was too strong and not pleasant in my opinion and seth was allergic to the perfume. (quick side note, whenever I think or read "in my opinion" I pronounce it en mi opinion in a spanish accent. weird?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Also if you have a baby/toddler still in diapers- I keep all of my grocery bags and wrap up the #2s right away and throw them in the outside garbage, or do the same thing every couple of #1s. Diaper genies didn't work for me, and neither does letting wet diapers sit and ferment in a hot room in a garbage. I suggest dispelling them immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For kitchen smells:&lt;/b&gt; Pouring baking soda and vinegar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;down the drain keeps it from getting too stinky. We don't have a dishwasher and I've struggled finding dish soap that wasn't either too soapy smelling or too sweet. I got some Gain original scent today and I like it so far and it's not too strong. Clorox disinfectant wipes have been good to me. After B was born I became a bit of a germaphobe and sometimes letting a dishrag sit around or even cleaning with one felt like I was creating a germ army. So I wash counters down with them and the stove and everything. Leaves a nice clean scent and you feel like things are sanitized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Laundry:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know if anyone struggles with this but I thought I'd add my two cents. Seth is allergic to most things scented, and for the most part that hasn't been a difficult adjustment but I LUUUUURVE how fresh laundry smells and unscented detergent does not= fresh laundry smell. Maybe I'm weird but it really bothered me! So we compromised and he said I could use Tide (the best) if we used unscented dryer sheets. Deal. Well I got the original scent Tide and for some reason it made me queasy and does not smell like I remember. BUT the Clean Breeze Tide does! So if you want nice smelling laundry that I approve of use that. Also even using good detergent I noticed towels still seemed to stink, especially dish towels, so my mom suggested putting a little vinegar (about 1/2 cup or so) in the rinse cycle to get rid of funkiness...it works! Or if you got distracted and didn't change your load for a few hours, put it back on rinse and add vinegar, even with clothes, and you won't get that moldy smell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;That's all I can think of for now. Anyone have more smelly suggestions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6114903332665467215?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6114903332665467215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6114903332665467215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6114903332665467215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6114903332665467215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/08/smelly-post.html' title='A Smelly Post'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1563620241792372889</id><published>2010-08-25T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:53:32.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take your pick.</title><content type='html'>Alright we have a date set for the big ultrasound! September 14th at 1:45 p.m. we will be finding out if YaYa gets a little brother or little sister. I added a poll to the top of my blog...go vote! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we're on the subject, every time I think "little brother", which I do a lot because I think we're having a boy, I also think of this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J8vDZCQBg54?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J8vDZCQBg54?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1563620241792372889?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1563620241792372889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1563620241792372889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1563620241792372889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1563620241792372889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/08/take-your-pick_25.html' title='Take your pick.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-861158868142740590</id><published>2010-08-13T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:31:55.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Nut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;Man oh man do I have one health-conscious little girl! She just amazes me with her daily commitment to a healthy lifestyle. She always makes sure she's surrounded with good, nutritious food. Like today, she spread a whole bag of dried cranberries evenly on the living room floor, shoved a banana in the dvd drawer, smeard chewed up almond paste on the couch and rubbed yogurt in her hair right after her bath( I heard it's a FAB natural conditioner.) Every where I looked today there was yummy food. I can't wait to see what nutritious tidbits she shares with me tomorrow! It just goes to show that feeding your kids healthy foods=good behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TGXHwKLdrAI/AAAAAAAAAi4/mRt-7KNo8VE/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TGXHwKLdrAI/AAAAAAAAAi4/mRt-7KNo8VE/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505025749710384130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-861158868142740590?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/861158868142740590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=861158868142740590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/861158868142740590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/861158868142740590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/08/health-nut.html' title='Health Nut!'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TGXHwKLdrAI/AAAAAAAAAi4/mRt-7KNo8VE/s72-c/DSC_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-6714716374552392746</id><published>2010-08-12T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T15:04:11.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan Monster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we found one of these in Brooklyn's room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TGRvNZ-CEsI/AAAAAAAAAig/DhjlKxXn1jQ/s1600/fan+monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TGRvNZ-CEsI/AAAAAAAAAig/DhjlKxXn1jQ/s400/fan+monster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504646920653640386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It bit her finger and made her cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to put a bandaid on it and go night night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's still working up the courage to walk by it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-6714716374552392746?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/6714716374552392746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=6714716374552392746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6714716374552392746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/6714716374552392746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/08/fan-monster.html' title='Fan Monster.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TGRvNZ-CEsI/AAAAAAAAAig/DhjlKxXn1jQ/s72-c/fan+monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5037258539766186944</id><published>2010-08-03T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T13:20:30.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Today while doing the dishes I had to really push myself to finish the whole sink. Granted, I had taken the last couple days off from doing dishes and as a result there was quite the pile to tackle this morning. But I was motivated. Until I got to the bottles/sippy cups/water bottles. Those things take FOR-EV-ER to clean and after washing about every other dish I owned I didn't think I was up to it. I also didn't want to have an unfinished job. You see, I'm a Starter working towards my Finisher's degree, and this was basically my chance for extra credit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Many of you know that I'm a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;teensy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;bit competitive.  I also used to be a pretty good self motivator. I've had to work on it a little more since becoming a housewife/mother of a toddler. I've resorted to giving myself pep talks and using other various motivational techniques to get chores etc done. Although effective, today I had the fleeting thought that my pep talks might be a little extreme. This is seriously what was going on in my head;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come on Carly, you can do this. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grab those bottles and you clean the CRAP out of them!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you leave them there all dirty like that- that's a bunch of bull!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT IN MY HOUSE, NOT EVER!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;This all seemed normal to me right up to the moment I was backing up to get a running, screaming start. Then I thought, WHOA! Mucho takeiteasy!  But then again, I got those dishes done and I usually would have left them for later.  So although I would love to look like this after cleaning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TFhcqWujGPI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WVKuZ31u15I/s1600/housewife_happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TFhcqWujGPI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WVKuZ31u15I/s400/housewife_happy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501248827558140146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm pretty sure I  look more like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TFhc_q34rKI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/msA6f7p6cTA/s1600/192565_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TFhc_q34rKI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/msA6f7p6cTA/s400/192565_main.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501249193743264930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(except with a shirt on, of course.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5037258539766186944?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5037258539766186944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5037258539766186944&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5037258539766186944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5037258539766186944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/08/victory.html' title='Victory.'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TFhcqWujGPI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WVKuZ31u15I/s72-c/housewife_happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-1979062279707677938</id><published>2010-07-27T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:24:45.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleanliness</title><content type='html'>Lately I have noticed many young mothers admitting/lamenting that although they are constantly cleaning they're homes are constantly messy. I wish I could relate.  Because although I too am constantly cleaning, my home is constantly messi&lt;i&gt;er. &lt;/i&gt;Not just messier than their homes, but messier than when I started cleaning.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like today I went to clean the kitchen. My biggest complaint in there were the dishes. It's easy to get behind on them since we do not have a dishwasher.&lt;i&gt;  And no, I am not a dishwasher, so don't ever ever tell me that joke unless you want to do the dishes every time you come to my place. &lt;/i&gt;Well, I get started on the dishes and when I'm finished I turn around to see that every zip lock baggy we own is on the floor along with the boxes they came in, the pot holders are in the silverware drawer, the dish towels and dish cloths are stuffed in the utensil drawer and the highchair had been disassembled. This scenario seems to repeat every time I try to clean anything. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wondering if this apparent curse was born the time I forced nesting on myself when I was pregnant and ended up creating a disaster zone instead of making things ready for a baby. If this is the case, DO NOT FORCE NESTING! It will come back to haunt you when your baby turns 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TE8xGejB6nI/AAAAAAAAAiA/vjAMwwxqElU/s1600/Photo+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TE8xGejB6nI/AAAAAAAAAiA/vjAMwwxqElU/s400/Photo+187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498667657391630962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;here she is plotting her next anti-cleaning attack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-1979062279707677938?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/1979062279707677938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=1979062279707677938&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1979062279707677938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/1979062279707677938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/07/cleanliness.html' title='Cleanliness'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TE8xGejB6nI/AAAAAAAAAiA/vjAMwwxqElU/s72-c/Photo+187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4308588988113743606</id><published>2010-07-22T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T13:15:58.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right and Wrong</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the line between right and wrong seems a little blurry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can it be wrong to teach your child to play her $1 recorder with her nose when it brings her so much joy she falls on top of you from laughing so hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4308588988113743606?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4308588988113743606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4308588988113743606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4308588988113743606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4308588988113743606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/07/right-and-wrong.html' title='Right and Wrong'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-7930171240749476235</id><published>2010-07-20T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:16:59.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh...</title><content type='html'>Did I mention that I'm pregnant?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-7930171240749476235?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/7930171240749476235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=7930171240749476235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7930171240749476235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/7930171240749476235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh.html' title='Oh...'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-4688286359264240568</id><published>2010-07-20T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:16:45.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Time for another playlist. Recently I've been trying to find some swell Sunday music. If you also happen to be looking let me suggest the following;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How Great Thou Art- Carrie Underwood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing- Sufjan Stevens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing Grace- Chris Tomlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All Creatures of Our God and King- David Crowder Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All Creatures of Our God and King- Bethany Dillon/Shawn McDonald&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Savior- Melanie &amp;amp; Roger Hoffman (from "Lullabies of Jesus")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How Great Thou Art- Selah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did You Think To Pray- Doyle Lawson &amp;amp; Quicksilver (so fun!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How Can I Keep From Singing-SheDaisy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Know That My Redeemer Lives- EFY 2000 cd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also hope to purchase &lt;a href="http://deseretbook.com/item/5023337/Nearer_A_New_Collection_of_Favorite_Hymns"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; soon, and can't wait for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thelowerlights.com/"&gt;THIS.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And while we're on the subject of music, I've been considering devoting my life to learning instruments. I have the piano down pretty well. I'm already committed in my mind to learning the organ. And once I've done that and find I still desire to master more I will move on to trumpet, fiddle, violin, cello, accordion, guitar, ukulele, and possibly end with bagpipes. Because how sweet would it be to be an 80 year old lady rockin' the bagpipes at everyone's funerals?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-4688286359264240568?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/4688286359264240568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=4688286359264240568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4688286359264240568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/4688286359264240568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/07/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5196933400633384191</id><published>2010-07-10T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T13:52:48.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a keeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TDjaQpT2AAI/AAAAAAAAAho/bfA126JDyXI/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TDjaQpT2AAI/AAAAAAAAAho/bfA126JDyXI/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492379725080166402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn is such a sweetheart. Whether it's giving me an extra long kiss on the head while reading a book on the couch together or patting my leg while I throw up in the sink and then shouting "All done!" enthusiastically when I finish, she always knows just what to do to make me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TDjbTNvzzFI/AAAAAAAAAhw/tR0U-yPF7T0/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TDjbTNvzzFI/AAAAAAAAAhw/tR0U-yPF7T0/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492380868732505170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not only is she sweet, she's very very thoughtful too. Like when she finds the gum or mom's chocolate and gives me a piece and claps her hands together and says "THANK YOU!" (reminding me to be grateful) and then takes a piece for herself because it's only fair.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TDjdVGv7jXI/AAAAAAAAAh4/DsA9p-TXxQ0/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TDjdVGv7jXI/AAAAAAAAAh4/DsA9p-TXxQ0/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492383100236959090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am one lucky lady to have her in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5196933400633384191?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/feeds/5196933400633384191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030411167764702281&amp;postID=5196933400633384191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5196933400633384191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030411167764702281/posts/default/5196933400633384191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csbagley.blogspot.com/2010/07/shes-keeper.html' title='She&apos;s a keeper'/><author><name>Carly&amp;amp;Seth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618001368296699681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/SBeB9O8RTXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vYjMQFvOFsE/S220/boob+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TDjaQpT2AAI/AAAAAAAAAho/bfA126JDyXI/s72-c/DSC_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030411167764702281.post-5807874585243900596</id><published>2010-06-02T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:36:33.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;My Girl is growing so fast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;She already wears men's size 12 shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TAcwF6HOCMI/AAAAAAAAAhY/vDs9IEUMcc8/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TAcwF6HOCMI/AAAAAAAAAhY/vDs9IEUMcc8/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478400349776513218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And Adult L socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TAcwqGTZ-GI/AAAAAAAAAhg/bEVPOvrOZ0s/s1600/socks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiK9sT1Lj18/TAcwqGTZ-GI/AAAAAAAAAhg/bEVPOvrOZ0s/s400/socks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478400971524143202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030411167764702281-5807874585243900596?l=csbagley.blogspot.com' al
