<?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-13336983</id><updated>2011-12-01T18:44:39.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Girls and a Guy</title><subtitle type='html'>God Bless his sweet heart!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>295</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8527902494994107036</id><published>2009-01-07T15:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:13:57.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{new place}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bandkfamily.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to get things set up the way I want them, but t&lt;a href="http://bandkfamily.blogspot.com"&gt;his is where I'll be from now on&lt;/a&gt;... and there is my &lt;a href="http://karivennardphotography.blogspot.com"&gt;photography blog&lt;/a&gt;, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be making this completely private until I figure out how I'm going to archive it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be sure to drop me a comment on the new blog so that I know you all made it there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love. xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8527902494994107036?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8527902494994107036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8527902494994107036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8527902494994107036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8527902494994107036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-place.html' title='{new place}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1390897207176024657</id><published>2008-12-29T13:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:45:49.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{thinking}</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of archiving this blog and starting fresh in the new year.  I now have a portion of my family across the world, in China. The internet and a blog is my best way to communicate with them and keep them up to date so that one day when they return to the states that I feel like they still know who we are. :) I want to be able to open up and have a place to share with everyone what's going on in our world - that means family, friends, and all of you that still come here.  I'm not sure the best way to go about it... I think i'll just end up making this private and starting fresh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could just direct them here, I know.. but there is nearly 3 years worth of stuff here.. and for a long time I used this as a venting source. :)  So I don't really think anyone needs to come read my archives.  But there is so much stuff I have recorded here of the girls that I don't want to delete it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... at any rate... I 'll let you know where I decide to go.  And of course that means I'll have to be a better blogger. Oh, boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1390897207176024657?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1390897207176024657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1390897207176024657' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1390897207176024657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1390897207176024657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/12/thinking.html' title='{thinking}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7176215033992895148</id><published>2008-12-27T20:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:30:11.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{christmas morning}</title><content type='html'>Here are a few snaps from our Christmas morning.  It was by far, the best yet.  We are so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbTz3MZgoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ZhRQ4JgkFxE/s1600-h/12+24+08_1090bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbTz3MZgoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ZhRQ4JgkFxE/s400/12+24+08_1090bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284644100708598402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delaney with one of her requests from Santa.  I loved the simplicity of the things she asked for.  I mean if you could have seen how much excitement a pack of princess lip gloss brought this little girl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbURijZQkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/b39VqosOPxo/s1600-h/12+24+08_1100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbURijZQkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/b39VqosOPxo/s400/12+24+08_1100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284644610563981890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbT0deifpI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Znk7K2CB8Q4/s1600-h/12+24+08_1096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbT0deifpI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Znk7K2CB8Q4/s400/12+24+08_1096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284644110985232018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbTzKZxRZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Jpy8PCIbEZo/s1600-h/12+24+08_1078bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbTzKZxRZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Jpy8PCIbEZo/s400/12+24+08_1078bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284644088685086098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbTzWuY5II/AAAAAAAAAdw/e5o7uEPlalk/s1600-h/12+24+08_1085bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbTzWuY5II/AAAAAAAAAdw/e5o7uEPlalk/s400/12+24+08_1085bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284644091992794242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbUSk4ziJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/eAZjsDCUcdI/s1600-h/12+24+08_1108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbUSk4ziJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/eAZjsDCUcdI/s400/12+24+08_1108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284644628370524306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbURyZfIWI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vIWXCn8qbMI/s1600-h/12+24+08_1102+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbURyZfIWI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vIWXCn8qbMI/s400/12+24+08_1102+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284644614817390946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just a few. I'm sure I'll have more coming behind these.. or watch my flickr. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7176215033992895148?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7176215033992895148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7176215033992895148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7176215033992895148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7176215033992895148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-morning.html' title='{christmas morning}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SVbTz3MZgoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ZhRQ4JgkFxE/s72-c/12+24+08_1090bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-3073407973896184647</id><published>2008-12-16T15:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:51:48.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{the holiday rush}</title><content type='html'>So busy, so busy.  I'm beginning to think my life will always be chaos - holiday season or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from some holiday fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl's Christmas dance show, working on the tree, the Christmas  parade, baby sissy shaking her booty, and happy times with Santa.  Our second Santa encounter didn't quite go so well!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf22LFmdrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/50MaSQJAbEQ/s1600-h/12+08+08_9742edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf22LFmdrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/50MaSQJAbEQ/s400/12+08+08_9742edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280460498664847026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf21iW_cXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/kxLB67jRHT0/s1600-h/12+06+08_8868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf21iW_cXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/kxLB67jRHT0/s400/12+06+08_8868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280460487731933554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf40gzOUgI/AAAAAAAAAdM/qqwil-6yldY/s400/12+05+08_9149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280462669156864514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf40c-LHhI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ca1rzAYaNfo/s1600-h/12+06+08_8964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf40c-LHhI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ca1rzAYaNfo/s400/12+06+08_8964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280462668129050130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf40HSG-MI/AAAAAAAAAc8/04P9FZp4P18/s1600-h/12+06+08_9040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf40HSG-MI/AAAAAAAAAc8/04P9FZp4P18/s400/12+06+08_9040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280462662307084482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf22vS-SjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/rUP7OAmMcj8/s1600-h/12+12+08_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf22vS-SjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/rUP7OAmMcj8/s400/12+12+08_0245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280460508384610866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-3073407973896184647?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/3073407973896184647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=3073407973896184647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3073407973896184647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3073407973896184647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-rush.html' title='{the holiday rush}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Ul8bbByHM/SUf22LFmdrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/50MaSQJAbEQ/s72-c/12+08+08_9742edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1021614985937696540</id><published>2008-12-04T22:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:30:52.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{i haven't done what i said i was going to do}</title><content type='html'>blog more.... oops.  i'll stop making promises to anyone who still comes here... but i'm making another promise to myself to be a better blogger.  i went back last night and read some archives and i realized how much of the little, tiny, fun moments of life i was recording here.  i want to continue to do that for my girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a few pictures from thanksgiving day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/STifdEbg-FI/AAAAAAAAACU/TgaZuUsggPM/s1600-h/11+27+08_7929+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/STifdEbg-FI/AAAAAAAAACU/TgaZuUsggPM/s400/11+27+08_7929+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276142285218707538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/STifcJ24pKI/AAAAAAAAACM/bulQ4eSXRLE/s1600-h/11+27+08_7951+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/STifcJ24pKI/AAAAAAAAACM/bulQ4eSXRLE/s400/11+27+08_7951+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276142269495813282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/STifbhCqeYI/AAAAAAAAACE/q05Ny-YDs7o/s1600-h/11+27+08_7999bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/STifbhCqeYI/AAAAAAAAACE/q05Ny-YDs7o/s400/11+27+08_7999bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276142258539362690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/STifbaCwP9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/88-xe-WxU04/s1600-h/11+27+08_7997EDIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/STifbaCwP9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/88-xe-WxU04/s400/11+27+08_7997EDIT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276142256660692946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperate posts with updates (and pictures) of both girls coming soon! hopefully tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1021614985937696540?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1021614985937696540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1021614985937696540' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1021614985937696540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1021614985937696540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-havent-done-what-i-said-i-was-going.html' title='{i haven&apos;t done what i said i was going to do}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/STifdEbg-FI/AAAAAAAAACU/TgaZuUsggPM/s72-c/11+27+08_7929+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-19871135535457047</id><published>2008-11-15T23:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:45:57.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{just because...}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/SR-le1rOysI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CMV1D2CHCL0/s1600-h/11+14+08_6922+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/SR-le1rOysI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CMV1D2CHCL0/s400/11+14+08_6922+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269112038269831874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is this happy 99.9% of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-19871135535457047?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/19871135535457047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=19871135535457047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/19871135535457047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/19871135535457047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-because.html' title='{just because...}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4slMeuPiN4/SR-le1rOysI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CMV1D2CHCL0/s72-c/11+14+08_6922+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7758178267834865985</id><published>2008-11-13T23:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:31:54.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{random}</title><content type='html'>I said I was going to be better at blogging and well.. I haven't.  I've been so busy.  I'm so behind on processing photos of my girls.  I hope to catch up in the month of December (haha.. yea in the middle of the holiday season).  A girl can set goals... and hopefully I'll meet that goal and there will be one large photo post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now here are two of babygirl.  She is with one of her 2 new baby cousins.  Yes, in the past 8 weeks we've welcomed to baby boys to the family.  One to each brother &amp;amp; sister-in-law. &lt;br /&gt;Here are  a few of her little mommy moments with C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just too sweet not to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/3029180010/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/3029180010_4318f98031.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/3029179668/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3273/3029179668_c558350c96.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7758178267834865985?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7758178267834865985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7758178267834865985' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7758178267834865985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7758178267834865985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/11/random.html' title='{random}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/3029180010_4318f98031_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-3972703694319244486</id><published>2008-11-06T21:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:48:50.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{i guess she got tired of me calling her lazy}</title><content type='html'>She is officially a walker.  A wobbly one, but walking none the less!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never would have guessed that she would walk at 12.5 months.  I thought it would be more like month 9.  But babies are unpredictable!  They like to keep you on your toes.  She's been taking 3-4 steps over the past 2 weeks (when she thought no one was watching), but last night that all went out the window.  She took off and hasn't looked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/3008385703/" title="{she walks!} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/3008385703_83841b5c33.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="{she walks!}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-3972703694319244486?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/3972703694319244486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=3972703694319244486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3972703694319244486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3972703694319244486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-guess-she-got-tired-of-me-calling-her.html' title='{i guess she got tired of me calling her lazy}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/3008385703_83841b5c33_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8405702987710555731</id><published>2008-10-28T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:43:37.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{rabbits}</title><content type='html'>The fair was in town last week.  Thank goodness its gone!  I couldn't afford for it to stay around any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl has been on the "pet" kick for a few months now. She wanted a puppy and a baby bunny.  Well... at the fair her daddy gets the bright idea to try to win her a bunny.. are you kidding me?????????? No such luck, I breathed a sigh of relief and she had a broken little heart. She runs to Grandma who's restaurant runs a booth at the fair.. what does Grandma do? She buys a rabbit! But we can't take it home because its in the rabbit show.. will have to pick it up on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... that's that.  In the meantime, babygirl goes to the fair again with her little friend on Thursday. What happens? She wins a rabbit... all by herself! (want to hear the crazy part? her friend does too!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you are... what do we have.. not one but TWO &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;rabbits&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm trying to adjust and learn the creatures.  I have no idea what to do with the guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, don't worry.  I won't be running a bunny farm anytime soon, they are males!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8405702987710555731?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8405702987710555731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8405702987710555731' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8405702987710555731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8405702987710555731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/10/rabbits.html' title='{rabbits}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1976856886988864136</id><published>2008-10-22T14:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:45:27.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{happy birthday, baby sissy}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the blink of an eye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1747721044/" title="First Cry by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/1747721044_9ae98b331c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="First Cry" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2963657411/" title="{my ONE year old} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3230/2963657411_c449e95f8e.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="{my ONE year old}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet Avery,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe its been a year since your birth.  I remember it like yesterday.  It feels like yesterday.     I vividly remember the night before your birth.  I slept two hours at the most.  You moved constantly that night.  I guess you were excited, too.   I tossed and turned and savored every last kick, punch, turn and rolls you made.  I dreamed of how much our lives were going to change in a matter of hours,  of your sweet face, your tiny cry, your fingers and toes, you in my arms, the first kisses.  As your daddy and I drove to the hospital we talked about all of those same things.  We were so eager to have you in our arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you &lt;a href="http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-are-family-of-four.html"&gt;arrived&lt;/a&gt;.  You were perfect, healthy and in our arms.  Our prayers were answered. We were a happy family of four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I first saw you and every day since, you have brought us nothing but joy.  Your gentle and sweet personality is a blessing to everyone that knows you.  Even more so to me.. your mommy, daddy and sister.  Your smile is bright and contagious.. your giggles are priceless... your eyes sparkle... your slobbery kisses are love.  We simply can't imagine life without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I only blinked and you were one.  It's funny how life does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hope you always feel how very much you are loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1976856886988864136?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1976856886988864136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1976856886988864136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1976856886988864136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1976856886988864136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-baby-sissy.html' title='{happy birthday, baby sissy}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/1747721044_9ae98b331c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6742905489286391610</id><published>2008-10-16T22:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:51:28.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{its been a million years}</title><content type='html'>I don't even want to look at the date of my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been spinning us in a million different directions.  Good directions.  I promise to update soon.  I think about updating a lot but then when I sit down to do it... somehow it never gets done.  Just like a lot of things in my life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've promised before, but this time I'm going to *really* try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6742905489286391610?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6742905489286391610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6742905489286391610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6742905489286391610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6742905489286391610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-million-years.html' title='{its been a million years}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8903138651589190123</id><published>2008-09-04T08:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:05:39.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{beyond blessed}</title><content type='html'>I have a very good friend who is going through a very difficult time right now.  She and her husband have been trying for almost 2 years to become pregnant.  She has some fertility issues going on and on Tuesday they found out there are also problems on her husband's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so broken.  I am broken for her.   They have been referred out to a specialist and have been told that IVF may be the only option at this point, but they can't afford it.  It seems so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she knocked on my door crying on Tuesday and I turned around and saw 2 beautiful girls playing with each other and a floor covered in toys, I started to cry.  I know I am blessed.  And at that particular moment I had to stop and say thank you to God for what he has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that one day, somehow, she will be able to experience the joy of being a mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8903138651589190123?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8903138651589190123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8903138651589190123' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8903138651589190123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8903138651589190123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/09/beyond-blessed.html' title='{beyond blessed}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6230283003483863341</id><published>2008-08-21T11:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:08:44.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{baby girl - yes, I still call her babygirl}</title><content type='html'>she finally let me take some pictures of her. We got her hair cut in preparation for preschool. I guess she was feeling sassy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2762914305/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3187/2762914305_5cdcfb0473.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2764414052/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3099/2764414052_040d4b5676.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="{sassy} by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2764684535/"&gt;&lt;img height="333" alt="{sassy}" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2338/2764684535_e366422864.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2765012435/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/2765012435_1923f69db7.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little model? She was hitting a different pose with every click of the shutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="{strike a pose} by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2765924568/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="{strike a pose}" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3132/2765924568_be1911b2d7.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves all things three... her age. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="{three} by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2765078767/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="{three}" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/2765078767_89286e1e23.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;print them all? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6230283003483863341?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6230283003483863341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6230283003483863341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6230283003483863341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6230283003483863341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-girl-yes-i-still-call-her-babygirl.html' title='{baby girl - yes, I still call her babygirl}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3187/2762914305_5cdcfb0473_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-5869146535383919451</id><published>2008-08-14T16:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:30:05.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{Month 9}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="{happiness} by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2760509434/"&gt;&lt;img height="333" alt="{happiness}" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2760509434_869ca5e1bb.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-13lbs 11oz ... still a little bit just like your sister was!&lt;br /&gt;-27 inches&lt;br /&gt;-8 teeth [same eight we've had since month 7!]&lt;br /&gt;-you love to clap your hands&lt;br /&gt;-you love to chase your sister&lt;br /&gt;-you love to smile, you overall just happy&lt;br /&gt;-you ran a fever for 3 days a few weekends ago and didn't cry once&lt;br /&gt;-you sleep through the night [i'm so blessed with my sleepers!]&lt;br /&gt;-you sleep in your crib.&lt;br /&gt;-it was hard for me to put you in there because I wanted you to stay small&lt;br /&gt;-you love your crib&lt;br /&gt;-your giving up on me rocking you&lt;br /&gt;-you put yourself to sleep now&lt;br /&gt;-you love to eat, girl - you love to eat&lt;br /&gt;-cheerios, crackers, puffs, wagon wheels and cheese its are some of your favorites&lt;br /&gt;-you've also been known to steal your sister's cereal bars in the morning&lt;br /&gt;-you love your mommy! 100% still mommy's girl :)&lt;br /&gt;-you love to move&lt;br /&gt;-you hang on to my hip like a spider monkey&lt;br /&gt;-you still wear some 0-3 month outfits, but mostly 3-6 now.&lt;br /&gt;-you wear a size 2 diaper [but I think that will change soon]&lt;br /&gt;-you say bye bye, ma ma, hey, da da on a regular basis&lt;br /&gt;-you love to wave bye bye&lt;br /&gt;-you love to clap for yourself&lt;br /&gt;-you'll probably give up babyfood soon&lt;br /&gt;-your a pro at your sippy cup&lt;br /&gt;-you smile all the time [your whole face smiles]&lt;br /&gt;-your crusing around so good and may take your first steps soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="22/52:  my kids and me by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2725765663/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="22/52:  my kids and me" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3010/2725765663_dab06dd2ed.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2741735320/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3213/2741735320_dedbc45e63.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2731793545/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3153/2731793545_b4e9000d43.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2756862647/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2756862647_03d7d16da9_m.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2757695782/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3014/2757695782_083a051233_m.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="{peek a boo} by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2759919954/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="{peek a boo}" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3209/2759919954_4b075b17a8_m.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2756861795/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3296/2756861795_25ce2d339d_m.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2756981745/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3220/2756981745_aafda3aefc_m.jpg" width="160" /&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/13336983-5869146535383919451?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/5869146535383919451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=5869146535383919451' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5869146535383919451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5869146535383919451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/08/month-9.html' title='{Month 9}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2760509434_869ca5e1bb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-631003532063153911</id><published>2008-08-05T09:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:50:21.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{catching up}</title><content type='html'>I'll try to pick up where I left off.  Hang on- it may be a long ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our summer has been crazy to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day baby sissy started pulling up - I was in trouble.  She's such an active baby.  She keeps me on my toes for sure.  Always into something and putting EVERYTHING in her mouth.  That I was not used to - Babygirl never put things in her mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many times I found baby sissy like this - falling asleep without meaning to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2565404090/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3065/2565404090_2f47e197f6.jpg" width="500" height="307" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2593587676/" title="{oops, she did it again} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/2593587676_0105b18341.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="{oops, she did it again}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June, Babygirl started swim lessons.  It was great for her.  She loved it and did a great job.  She's almost swimming alone and I have no fear that if she fell in a pool she'd be able to get to the side.    Her swim teacher, Mrs. Pam, was just awesome.  Here are a few pictures of our days at the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first day - she was holding her teacher's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2585744240/" title="{swim lessons} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3002/2585744240_5f3fa3bfa9.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="{swim lessons}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2585308317/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3041/2585308317_8cde1e1295_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2590165915/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2062/2590165915_c6604a2224_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2614903876/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/2614903876_fb1015f778.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2615947014/" title="{jump} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3253/2615947014_929f1f8248.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{jump}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 4th of July was great.  We spent a wonderful day with a lot of our friends and all the kids had a great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2638327253/" title="{red white and blue family} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2067/2638327253_7e8beb526c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{red white and blue family}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2639296392/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3144/2639296392_f304351ccf.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on vacation in July as well.&lt;br /&gt;We were camping the first part of the week and at the beach with friends for the second part of the week.  It was a fun time.  It was nice for hubs to get some downtime from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2708060960/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2708060960_1d6b717cef_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2711074816/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3215/2711074816_ccbd11361b_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2711075436/" title="{water bug!} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/2711075436_c60484a38c_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="{water bug!}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2714191475/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2714191475_ae65183e17_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2714190859/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3174/2714190859_bc677d351f_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2721905861/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3259/2721905861_beab76995b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2721906259/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3165/2721906259_e2c586f98a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While that's not everything, that's all I can fit into this 5 minutes of quiet I have!  I'll try to be better about keeping up here, I promise.  And baby sissy's 9 month update coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-631003532063153911?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/631003532063153911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=631003532063153911' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/631003532063153911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/631003532063153911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/08/catching-up.html' title='{catching up}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3065/2565404090_2f47e197f6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4413913855268372450</id><published>2008-07-29T11:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:56:13.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{whoa}</title><content type='html'>I can't believe its been almost 2 months since I've posted anything here.  As you can see from my last post things got really busy - really fast!  Baby sissy became mobile and our summer took off!!!!  If anyone is still around... I promise I'll be posting updates soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4413913855268372450?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4413913855268372450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4413913855268372450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4413913855268372450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4413913855268372450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/07/whoa.html' title='{whoa}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7017528960935565432</id><published>2008-06-09T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:44:08.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{pulling up}</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it.  I turned around this morning for a split second and turned back to see this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2565126068/" title="{pulling UP} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/2565126068_f0f83ee9a8.jpg" width="500" height="472" alt="{pulling UP}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7017528960935565432?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7017528960935565432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7017528960935565432' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7017528960935565432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7017528960935565432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/06/pulling-up.html' title='{pulling up}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/2565126068_f0f83ee9a8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1976886611273673260</id><published>2008-06-06T16:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:11:18.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{summer is here}</title><content type='html'>It's officially so hot you can't breathe.  Welcome to Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2553738366/" title="{when its hot} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3085/2553738366_52a4b4c676.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{when its hot}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2553834311/" title="{summertime} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3262/2553834311_0db421c868.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{summertime}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1976886611273673260?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1976886611273673260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1976886611273673260' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1976886611273673260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1976886611273673260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-is-here.html' title='{summer is here}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3085/2553738366_52a4b4c676_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7282172734837058228</id><published>2008-06-03T15:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T16:05:51.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{annual picnic}</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the annual company picnic for hubby's work.  It's always a treat.  Now that babygirl is getting a little older - it gets better and better.  They have ponies, a number of bounce houses, face painting, rock walk, very good BB-Q, ice cream, cotton candy and a lot more!  It's a really fun time for the kids and the adults enjoy seeing everyone outside of the work enviroment.  My dad works for this same company - so I've been attending this since I was a child.  Now that's funny to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures (of course)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2542537994/" title="{pony ride} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2132/2542537994_65418e7671.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="{pony ride}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2542749172/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/2542749172_baf85c8179.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2544201653/" title="{cotton candy} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2127/2544201653_7edb07d560.jpg" width="500" height="384" alt="{cotton candy}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2548212196/" title="{in motion} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3112/2548212196_0f159070e9.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="{in motion}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2547388621/" title="{thirtsy} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3186/2547388621_7e087600a9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{thirtsy}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7282172734837058228?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7282172734837058228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7282172734837058228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7282172734837058228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7282172734837058228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/06/annual-picnic.html' title='{annual picnic}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2132/2542537994_65418e7671_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1308834237003448816</id><published>2008-05-30T10:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:58:43.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{7 months}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2535583465/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2535583465_cb5d860537.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every month that passes, it seems impossible that she is already a month older.  But, she is.  I wish there was some sort of pause button!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a top tooth now - an eye tooth. That makes three. There's something about this girl - she doesn't like to do things by the book!  But, that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves drinking from her cup.  It's like a treat for her.  She holds it all by herself, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week she's taken to crawling.  She's been scooting for weeks but now she can get where she wants to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is still 100% mommy's girl.  If I'm in the room she has to be touching me or she's not happy.  Hubby says he thinks she'll always be my girl.  I think he may be right.  This girl loves her mama. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2535800613/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2535800613_458edf885f.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She naps in her crib, but sleeps in my room.  I think we'll transition at night soon, but right now I still like her close.  And I'm really not ready to deal with the possibility of her waking up her sister if she happens to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2534231230/" title="{7 months} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3223/2534231230_ed023246b1.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="{7 months}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2533444297/" title="{sweet dreams} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3008/2533444297_af832e8564.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{sweet dreams}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took her first road trip to visit family in South Florida.  She did awesome.  My children seem to have no problem with car rides and that is a blessing! She loves to sleep in the car - but let that car STOP...  and that is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves water - baths, swimming, putting her feet in a puddle, etc. bring a huge smile to her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can talk with her eyes.  I swear they speak for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2537116278/" title="{on the move} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2150/2537116278_912531aaa0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{on the move}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1308834237003448816?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1308834237003448816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1308834237003448816' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1308834237003448816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1308834237003448816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/05/7-months.html' title='{7 months}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2535583465_cb5d860537_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4640229814831859536</id><published>2008-05-16T15:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T16:05:44.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{the month of May}</title><content type='html'>This month has been completely and utterly exhausting thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always a crazy month as its the start of our summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with babygirl's dance recital (her very first)! I posted about it below but what a crazy and fun day it was.  It's insane to me that we had to be downtown at 8am for dress rehearsal, but such is life.  She had a minor melt down when her class of 30 was crammed into a little dressing room the size of my bathroom.  (And my bathroom isn't big!).  After a lot of sweat (it was HOT in there, a lot of tears, and a sweet little girl willing to share her crayons - I escaped.  She danced like a pro thru rehearsals.  No stage fright from this girl.  After rehearsals (at noon) we were off to lunch and her hair appointment  before we had to turn around and be back downtown by 6.  Let just say there was no time for resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more pictures from that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2467392475/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2038/2467392475_f029a7d1bb.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she wanted her hair "crazy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2468627054/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3086/2468627054_1e83ede3c3.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2464482510/" title="15/52: my kids and me by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2312/2464482510_7a4243fa76.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="15/52: my kids and me" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2468634754/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2412/2468634754_d0d7fb1c9e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2470399649/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2470399649_645163c82c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2471235924/" title="{princess} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2410/2471235924_cec45a2bc3.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="{princess}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, hubby and I celebrated six years of marriage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2465772501/" title="{6 happy years} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3068/2465772501_0cf6885d9e.jpg" width="500" height="344" alt="{6 happy years}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still makes me laugh so hard I cry.  He makes me smile, everday.  He's an amazing father.  He loves me even when I annoy him (and that is alot).  He supports me if I'm right or wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just a few things that make him so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby sissy is approaching seven months - fast.  It seems impossible, but it isn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I say this all the time but she is such a joy.  She is happy [almost] all the time!  She army crawls, she scoots, she lifts up on all fours - but she doesn't crawl.  She's got the most adorable smile  and even sweeter laugh.  She still loves her mommy more than anyone.  She's eating solids 3 times a day and holding her cup like a big girl.  She doesn't like to feel like she's going to miss anything so she'll fight sleep if there is a crowd.  She "talks" so sweet and thinks her big sister is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she a sweet thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2494705517/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/2494705517_d44ac9000d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2497210444/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/2497210444_765d5cba73.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2496389453/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3187/2496389453_10b5647d8c.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2495827708/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2241/2495827708_c51e74023b.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4640229814831859536?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4640229814831859536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4640229814831859536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4640229814831859536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4640229814831859536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/05/month-of-may.html' title='{the month of May}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2038/2467392475_f029a7d1bb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7996398236746080827</id><published>2008-05-08T09:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:05:50.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2465348558/" title="{little dancer} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2134/2465348558_3494a92f7f.jpg" width="500" height="200" alt="{little dancer}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=33557965"&gt;Delaney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="all" height="346" width="430" data="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="m=33557965&amp;v=2&amp;type=video" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of updating to do, but not much time right now.  Imagine that.  I just had to share this little video of babygirl at her first dance recital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7996398236746080827?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7996398236746080827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7996398236746080827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7996398236746080827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7996398236746080827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-dancer.html' title='Little Dancer'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2134/2465348558_3494a92f7f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1015603526172928257</id><published>2008-04-21T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:01:09.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{moments I'll miss one day}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2431176283/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2012/2431176283_abc5e5c68f.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1015603526172928257?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1015603526172928257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1015603526172928257' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1015603526172928257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1015603526172928257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/04/moments-ill-miss-one-day.html' title='{moments I&apos;ll miss one day}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2012/2431176283_abc5e5c68f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-2810185795331969650</id><published>2008-04-13T18:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:09:56.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{disney on ice: princess wishes}</title><content type='html'>Tickets for 3:  $81.50&lt;br /&gt;Parking: $10&lt;br /&gt;Drink and Cotton Candy: $20&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella souviner: $20&lt;br /&gt;Coloring Book: $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to her tell daddy all about it:  PRICELESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2407748625/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2054/2407748625_6d404b240e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2407705855/" title="{Be Our Guest} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2339/2407705855_10d3bc5447.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{Be Our Guest}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2408695050/" title="{aurora} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/2408695050_63b84cb50a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{aurora}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2407858665/" title="{dream} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2156/2407858665_50b521d846.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{dream}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2407898917/" title="{finale} by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2407898917_0e753d57f5.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="{finale}" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2407670857/" title="12/52: my kids and me by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2135/2407670857_54ae4bd55b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="12/52: my kids and me" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-2810185795331969650?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/2810185795331969650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=2810185795331969650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2810185795331969650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2810185795331969650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/04/disney-on-ice-princess-wishes.html' title='{disney on ice: princess wishes}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2054/2407748625_6d404b240e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-2561499547302988227</id><published>2008-04-04T13:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T13:32:41.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>{annoyed}</title><content type='html'>On a couple different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors:&lt;br /&gt;First-&lt;br /&gt;I understand you let your 3 and 4.5 year old ride their bikes in the street alone.  But I really think you should pay more attention.  I realize you have 6 kids, but its not your older children's responsibility to be in charge of their younger siblings saftey.  (This is only the case half of the time).  A lot of time these babies are outside alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second-&lt;br /&gt;I think your children are sweet.  But, do you realize how annoying it is when they knock on my door every single day - alone - and even more annoying when the first words out of their mouth are "can I come in your house?" (yes, they do this).  Then after being told no they ask "why?" 1,000 times about every reason I give them until I have to just shut the door in their face.  (It's the only way to make them go away).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't come to the door, they will sit on my step.  Where are you for the 30 mintues your children are on my front door mat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go friends and family on Flickr.  I was getting annoying flickr mails from strange people.  Now - all of my links are broken - of posts and other things I wanted to print out for their journals.  I'm so mad - I feel like crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-2561499547302988227?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/2561499547302988227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=2561499547302988227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2561499547302988227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2561499547302988227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/04/annoyed.html' title='{annoyed}'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7449778905374426886</id><published>2008-03-29T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:22:11.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Veggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2366354681/" title="*squash* by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2112/2366354681_f409566a02.jpg" width="500" height="306" alt="*squash*" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2366360729/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2369/2366360729_2f8209902f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2366360747/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2154/2366360747_4b6c57b247.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7449778905374426886?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7449778905374426886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7449778905374426886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7449778905374426886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7449778905374426886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-veggie.html' title='First Veggie'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2112/2366354681_f409566a02_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7568580927678205022</id><published>2008-03-26T12:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:25:40.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.So much has happened in the past week.</title><content type='html'>I don't even know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby sissy turned 5 months old.  Everyday I'm amazed at how she's growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is laughing out loud - all the time.  &lt;br /&gt;She has just discovered she can actually do something with the water in the bathtub.  &lt;br /&gt;She has cut her third tooth on the bottom and working on the fourth.  &lt;br /&gt;She has learned she can scream - not cry - scream... and when she's not happy about it she lets you know! &lt;br /&gt;She mostly screams when you buckle her in the car seat.&lt;br /&gt;But no worries - she quits as soon as she's moving. &lt;br /&gt;She's still a mommy's girl. (yay!)&lt;br /&gt;She takes the most peaceful naps on our afternoon walks.&lt;br /&gt;She laughs at her sister.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;She scoots around on her belly.&lt;br /&gt;She'll be crawling soon. &lt;br /&gt;She may crawl before she sits.&lt;br /&gt;She's not sleeping well at night right now.  &lt;br /&gt;But, we'll get through it.&lt;br /&gt;She still wears 0-3 month clothes.&lt;br /&gt;She smiles more than she cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2348081890/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2231/2348081890_50a7172ed4.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2349864626/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2114/2349864626_2f29e2c393.jpg" width="500" height="244" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl is as silly as ever.  She's going to be a class clown I just know it.  I'll forever blame her father. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2349855490/" title="s-a-s-s-y by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2247/2349855490_40e015c657.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="s-a-s-s-y" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's almost mastered her ABC's and loves to sing "twinkle twinkle" to baby sissy when she's upset.  She'll tell me to "come fix her" as if she's broken.  It's too cute, those two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter was a ton of fun.  Babygirl enjoyed coloring eggs.  She did it with very little mess, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2352850155/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2308/2352850155_2b9f2db92d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2352855257/" title="Round 2 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2064/2352855257_bd03613448.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Round 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2341428301/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2016/2341428301_deaaeb2913.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7568580927678205022?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7568580927678205022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7568580927678205022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7568580927678205022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7568580927678205022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-much-has-happened-in-past-week.html' title='.So much has happened in the past week.'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2231/2348081890_50a7172ed4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6083284645201663486</id><published>2008-03-14T17:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T17:33:50.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Since I'm such a horrible blogger</title><content type='html'>I may be converting this over to some sort of photoblog.  Most days I don't have time for anything "extra" and that's what this blog is to me. I think that's a given. I've been working on spending what little free time I do have doing things I love that DON'T include the computer!  I think you all can relate to that a little.  In the past 2 weeks I've read the first book I've read since babygirl was an infant... and I loved it.  I've been walking with the girls this week in the evening and love the way I feel when I'm done.  It's amazing what some exercise can do for you.  I'm also really trying to focus on my photography.  It's something I really love and I hope that it shows.  I want to capture those special day to day moments for my family as we move through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I'm not going to disappear completely...  I'll be posting pictures and updating milestones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said - I leave you with my little bunnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2331863406/" title="Bunnies take 2! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2356/2331863406_881f3585ab.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Bunnies take 2!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6083284645201663486?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6083284645201663486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6083284645201663486' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6083284645201663486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6083284645201663486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/03/since-im-such-horrible-blogger.html' title='Since I&apos;m such a horrible blogger'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2356/2331863406_881f3585ab_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-2326137809704633623</id><published>2008-03-05T08:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T08:54:38.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When teething strikes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2309988275/" title="When I said teething, I meant teething! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/2309988275_d01b375448.jpg" width="500" height="244" alt="When I said teething, I meant teething!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's amazingly calm and happy through it all.  She has her fussy moments don't get me wrong, oh yea - and the restless nights (oh, the restless nights).  She's such a good baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She weighed in at 10lbs 15oz and 24 inches at her 4 month appointment.  We started solids last week with cereal and fruit.  She's enjoying that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2298605520/" title="What is this stuff? by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3258/2298605520_739deb049e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="What is this stuff?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other updates-&lt;br /&gt;I had a wisdom tooth removed Friday.  No fun at all.  Maybe I'm just a baby but I don't know how you all get through 4 at once.  But I'm a big girl, faced my denist fears, and got it taken care of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been beautiful.  We went over to the beach twice last week for walks.  It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a random shot from my Monday morning.  It's part of my 52 week challenge - my kids and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2308039060/" title="7/52: my kids and me by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3217/2308039060_1f96935a87.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="7/52: my kids and me" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you there were fussy moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-2326137809704633623?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/2326137809704633623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=2326137809704633623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2326137809704633623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2326137809704633623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-teething-strikes.html' title='When teething strikes...'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/2309988275_d01b375448_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8624086596150542736</id><published>2008-02-27T08:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T08:50:53.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2294694597/" title="*my heart* by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3240/2294694597_027efb1f63.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="*my heart*" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an everyday thing - big sissy smothering baby sissy with kisses.  I just love it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching them interact everday. It's priceless, really it is. &lt;br /&gt;I love the way they smile at each other, laugh at each other, "talk" to each other.  &lt;br /&gt;I smile when babygirl can't do anything in the morning until she gives "her baby" a kiss.  &lt;br /&gt;I laugh everytime she tell's a stranger that "this is my my baby A, and she has blue eyes."  &lt;br /&gt;I love everytime I hear her say "I want to hold her" ... &lt;i&gt;right now&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;I smile when I see her stroking her head in the car when she's tired in attempts to make her fall asleep.  &lt;br /&gt;I love when she just wants to watch her sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;I love watching her read baby sissy a book.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way she assures her everything is going to be okay when she cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can already see that bond they share as sister and it just makes me melt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8624086596150542736?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8624086596150542736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8624086596150542736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8624086596150542736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8624086596150542736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-girls.html' title='My girls'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3240/2294694597_027efb1f63_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7795641730429169864</id><published>2008-02-25T09:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T09:48:11.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.ice cream.</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, we saw the ice cream truck.  If this doesn't make you crave summer, i don't know what will! We had ice cream twice on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2287111756/" title="yum by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/2287111756_87fa76f2c5.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="yum" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2288564796/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2208/2288564796_26afd77833.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2287619992/" title="&amp;quot;You want some?&amp;quot; by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2263/2287619992_78d6a1d1e9.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="&amp;quot;You want some?&amp;quot;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2286326339/" title="kissy kiss by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2286326339_4bbbf919e0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="kissy kiss" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7795641730429169864?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7795641730429169864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7795641730429169864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7795641730429169864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7795641730429169864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/02/ice-cream.html' title='.ice cream.'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/2287111756_87fa76f2c5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4022412123413554417</id><published>2008-02-22T15:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:57:45.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 sweet months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2283135400/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2227/2283135400_f9ca91c4bc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2282828382/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2006/2282828382_87bf10d24c.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2282795936/" title="baby princess by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3050/2282795936_8d26a7dd56.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="baby princess" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4022412123413554417?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4022412123413554417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4022412123413554417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4022412123413554417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4022412123413554417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/02/4-sweet-months.html' title='4 sweet months!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2227/2283135400_f9ca91c4bc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8290281665471031498</id><published>2008-02-21T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T10:30:11.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Bug!</title><content type='html'>Trying a little something different with some shots from our play session yesterday.  I didn't have time to edit through them all, but it will work. Edited to add: Not sure why the music doesn't start automatically.  I'll try to figure it out later.  For now you can click the music icon on the slideshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.fliptrack.com/v/Ff6fV3gxcH" width="402" height="302" allowScriptAccess="never" quality="high" scale="noScale" wmode="window" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:360px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fliptrack.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.fliptrack.com/i/embedHome.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fliptrack.com/make-slideshow/?m=247" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.fliptrack.com/i/embedMakeOwn.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fliptrack.com/open-slideshow/Ff6fV3gxcH" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.fliptrack.com/i/embedCopyEdit.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8290281665471031498?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8290281665471031498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8290281665471031498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8290281665471031498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8290281665471031498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-bug.html' title='D-Bug!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-9177567681714728745</id><published>2008-02-20T16:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T16:11:25.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, to be a kid again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2279213379/" title="Flying High by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2279213379_921f853145.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Flying High" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-9177567681714728745?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/9177567681714728745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=9177567681714728745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/9177567681714728745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/9177567681714728745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-to-be-kid-again.html' title='Oh, to be a kid again...'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2279213379_921f853145_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-5660205540410605238</id><published>2008-02-16T12:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T12:46:27.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I spy something new!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2269453286/" title="I spy something new by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2300/2269453286_ba2dcf163d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="I spy something new" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ihavewhat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marisa&lt;/a&gt;, you can't guess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-5660205540410605238?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/5660205540410605238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=5660205540410605238' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5660205540410605238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5660205540410605238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-spy-something-new.html' title='I spy something new!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2300/2269453286_ba2dcf163d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-9023730662974579550</id><published>2008-02-14T13:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T14:15:26.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Day</title><content type='html'>Valentine's came early this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I got our goodies a night early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2264472277/" title="D's red rose from Daddy by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2207/2264472277_954e6d7ed3.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="D's red rose from Daddy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went so far as to request to take a long, hot bath (alone!).  Just about the time I got nice and settled and to about page 12 of my new book, the door rattling started.  Babygirl had realized I was gone.   Trying to ignore it, I got to page 15 before the door busted open.  She had some help - it was locked.  Within two minutes, she was undressed jumping in.  A few seconds later, I was adding cold water because mine was too hot.  The I sat and endured her dumping cups of water on my head to help me wash my hair - (paybacks?).  It was quite a sight, but we had some fun little giggles.  It wasn't long before I escaped, hopped in the shower to finish my hair off, and baby sister was awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,  I tried! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2264737273/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2114/2264737273_5f8910c109.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2264661257/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2067/2264661257_b26cb733e7.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2265192486/" title="Happy *heart* Day!! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/2265192486_aa6e6a3823.jpg" width="500" height="306" alt="Happy *heart* Day!!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-9023730662974579550?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/9023730662974579550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=9023730662974579550' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/9023730662974579550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/9023730662974579550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-day.html' title='Love Day'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2207/2264472277_954e6d7ed3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7806955096304996831</id><published>2008-02-01T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T09:05:39.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.3 months.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm a little late with this, but that's my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Sissy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always so happy.&lt;br /&gt;You have the most beautiful blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You are learning to spit bubbles (Daddy taught you this).&lt;br /&gt;You are grabbing for your toys.&lt;br /&gt;You don't like your paci  nearly as much as your big sister did, but it can still save the day.&lt;br /&gt;You have the longest, cutest little toes.&lt;br /&gt;Your rolling from tummy to back.&lt;br /&gt;You love being on your tummy and not your back.&lt;br /&gt;Your "talking".&lt;br /&gt;You love smiling.&lt;br /&gt;You are so alert and aware of your surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;Your a mommy's girl.&lt;br /&gt;You are so happy.&lt;br /&gt;You bring us so much joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2231365394/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2231365394_84df90a194.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2231363996/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2214/2231363996_c9e5c43c8b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2231363662/" title="Peek a boo by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2015/2231363662_f266956a93.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Peek a boo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7806955096304996831?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7806955096304996831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7806955096304996831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7806955096304996831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7806955096304996831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-months.html' title='.3 months.'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2231365394_84df90a194_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1656650718575202381</id><published>2008-01-25T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T10:10:11.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so over it!</title><content type='html'>I have been through 3 brand new lap tops in two weeks and have had more trips to *Best* (yea okay..) Buy than I care to even count. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl has been there so many times in two weeks that she's figured out that they sell washing machines and they are right next to the bathrooms.  Her Grandma needs a new one and she told her last night, she could find them at the computer store.  Yep.  That should tell you how many times we've been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kills me the most is that you can walk into a store of that nature and yet it seems like no one working there has a clue what they are talking about.  I'm seriously over it! I just need a computer that won't give me a blue screen as soon as I get it home.   I'm sooo frustrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1656650718575202381?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1656650718575202381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1656650718575202381' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1656650718575202381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1656650718575202381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-so-over-it.html' title='I am so over it!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-76806590529682941</id><published>2008-01-21T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:03:29.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babygirl turns three!</title><content type='html'>It seems like yesterday, that the doctor said to me, "your heart is fine, your just pregnant."  Today marks three years since your birth and you bring us so much joy.  I will never foget that moment you were in my arms for the very first time. You were not only an answer to prayers, you are so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2208683093/" title="Looking back -  1.21.05 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2361/2208683093_9fa7c3d346_o.jpg" width="480" height="360" alt="Looking back -  1.21.05" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were a tiny, little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2208683073/" title="Little bundle of sugar! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2274/2208683073_928a952e63_o.jpg" width="337" height="507" alt="Little bundle of sugar!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not express how much joy you bring into our lives.  You light up whatever room your in, always full of smiles.  Even on your most stubborn days - you make me smile.  You  amaze me everyday with your smart and witty attitude.  I sometimes call you "my little big girl" because of the things you do and say.  You make us so proud.  Happy 3rd Birthday, Babygirl.  We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2211104022/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2181/2211104022_d27ff75f66.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2211106860/" title="Happy Birthday, Babygirl by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2211/2211106860_c7d7f7e14e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Happy Birthday, Babygirl" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-76806590529682941?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/76806590529682941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=76806590529682941' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/76806590529682941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/76806590529682941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/01/babygirl-turns-three.html' title='Babygirl turns three!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2181/2211104022_d27ff75f66_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1375132932041341122</id><published>2008-01-17T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:16:59.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Eye Beauty</title><content type='html'>Babygirl got her first black eye.  Just in time for her birthday.  Poor thing.  This picture was the morning after.  It does not give it much justice today - but she's hiding from the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2199396365/" title="D's black eye :( by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2131/2199396365_4cb68dbbcc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="D's black eye :(" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1375132932041341122?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1375132932041341122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1375132932041341122' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1375132932041341122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1375132932041341122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/01/black-eye-beauty.html' title='Black Eye Beauty'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2131/2199396365_4cb68dbbcc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-3822535228436295517</id><published>2008-01-14T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:46:23.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back-</title><content type='html'>Shortly after posting my year in review post my computer took a nose dive and crash landed.  I don't even know what happened.  But, that's that and I'm back with my brand new laptop!  Things have been so crazy since it happened that I don't even know where to begin to start catching up.  But, I'll give it a shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start with babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2181156672/" title="Sassy and her shadow by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2329/2181156672_e4aeea881d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Sassy and her shadow" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been a hand full of spunk these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear age 3 is worse than age 2.  Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her one day last week - not even thinking what I was saying - "That's not funny, D" and she replied, "I'm not laughing, mommy"  in her best 'she thinks she's a grown up' voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe in just one week she will be a &lt;em&gt;three year old.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa gave her a bike for Christmas.  It's been so busy that we haven't had much time to work with her, but it didn't take long and she was gone.  She's fast!  This will be a great way for me to tone up the mommy legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2192315021/" title="You can't stop her now! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2126/2192315021_6fd28ef0a8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="You can't stop her now!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2192315837/" title="Pretty Princess by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2150/2192315837_e5426b4560.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Pretty Princess" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to Baby Sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I ever mentioned her 2 month stats - 8lbs 14oz and 23 and 3/4 inches - 10th and 75th percentiles.  Long and skinny.  Following right along the path of her big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's such a happy baby!  Sweet just isn't the half of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2180358501/" title="-Sweet- by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2289/2180358501_a1fa94b55c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="-Sweet-" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's smiling and cooing so much now and even has her daddy convinced she likes him now.&lt;br /&gt;He had this complex about her crying when he held her.  He just forgot what it was like to have a newborn again.  She really doesn't cry much at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2181145828/" title="&amp;lt;3 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2374/2181145828_02915a2c47.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="&amp;lt;3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least.. guess who is rolling over - belly to back.  Yea, my baby.  Made me want to melt down into tears.  I don't remember babygirl rolling so soon and I haven't gone to look it up yet.  Why does the second child feel the need to grow and change so much faster than the first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2181145492/" title="1.8.08 029 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/2181145492_5450e5d57a.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="1.8.08 029" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-3822535228436295517?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/3822535228436295517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=3822535228436295517' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3822535228436295517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3822535228436295517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back-'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2329/2181156672_e4aeea881d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6506296177441501047</id><published>2008-01-03T09:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:44:38.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 in Review</title><content type='html'>January-  Babygirl turned two.  We celebrated her party at the park with all of our family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/365942900/" title="Blowing out my candle! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/365942900_2498e5e6a9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Blowing out my candle!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February-  We took her on a birthday trip to Disney World. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/388012854/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/136/388012854_c296430435.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnie Mouse was her favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/388012862/" title="Her favorite! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/173/388012862_e434edd82b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Her favorite!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/388021867/" title="The fireworks are amazing! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/388021867_b7c9a5779c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="The fireworks are amazing!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 22, 2007 - we found out this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/398718868/" title="2.21.07 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/138/398718868_30ec7f0c30.jpg" width="500" height="443" alt="2.21.07" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pregnant and due on Halloween!  We were so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March- We saw what we were praying for - the baby's heartbeat at my 6 week scan.  A little peanut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our first trip to the beach for the year.  (Yes, in March! It's Florida!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/429780357/" title="First day at the beach - 2007 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/429780357_2d5cd5ac9a.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="First day at the beach - 2007" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April-  We hit 12 weeks.  We began counting down for our gender scan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/467153561/" title="12 weeks by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/170/467153561_e52e1fcc1a.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="12 weeks" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played alot outside - as much as a pregnant mommy could handle. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/474800396/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/193/474800396_c89d63cf07.jpg" width="500" height="361" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May-  We celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary and Bradly celebrated his 27th birthday.  We were at 14 weeks now and Babygirl started to really understand mommy's growing belly - as much as a two year old can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/485626949/" title="14 weeks 2 day by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/199/485626949_604e381d79.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="14 weeks 2 day" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing her belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/485626969/" title="Showing her belly, too! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/211/485626969_b483413553.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Showing her belly, too!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the month we found out that "IT'S A GIRL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/524902415/" title="Looking at baby sister! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/214/524902415_3428fc7f92.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Looking at baby sister!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/548610015/" title="Avery 6 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1038/548610015_f58572d16d.jpg" width="500" height="348" alt="Avery 6" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June-  It was a hot month.  Babygirl was happy to see the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/527005341/" title="puddle jumping in the south by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1121/527005341_7e0813bb6f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="puddle jumping in the south" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belly really started to pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/539013926/" title="19 weeks 4 days by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1407/539013926_91b7d81643.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="19 weeks 4 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost an uncle, on Bradley's side, to a very short battle with cancer. &lt;br /&gt;But, we were able to have some fun  in  the midst of the sadness.  It's what Uncle Wayne would have wanted, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/641077180/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1283/641077180_0be7064319.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/641134136/" title="Freezing water! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1143/641134136_a874f90239.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Freezing water!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/670757999/" title="21.5 weeks by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1140/670757999_24afb64171.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="21.5 weeks" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July-  Enjoying summer!  Babygirl thought her second home was the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/742824932/" title="Sweet smile by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1078/742824932_9945b21b41.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="Sweet smile" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/742824816/" title="Feet in the sand by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1183/742824816_fca0f410bf.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Feet in the sand" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randi Jean and Krist welcomed Conner.  I had the opportunity to be there and photograph his delivery.  What an amazing day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/840033604/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1392/840033604_33b7f70ca7.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was even more anxious for our new baby girl now.&lt;br /&gt;We painted the nursery... PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/950882225/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1397/950882225_aa209a5c80.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August - We hit 28 weeks and counting...  whoa belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1106890943/" title="28 weeks by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1273/1106890943_c2c85828c3.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="28 weeks" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl was really silly all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1161746947/" title="This is her cheesy face by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1257/1161746947_97bcdd618f.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="This is her cheesy face" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Septemeber-  A long month -  Babygirl battled a UTI for two weeks or more.  Many cultures and 2 antibiotics later she felt better.  She also became potty trianed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated our upcoming arrival with our closest family and friends.  It wouldn't be long now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1367320627/" title="The cake by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1263/1367320627_179127cbc8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="The cake" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone made sure babygirl felt really special, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1448465237/" title="9.8.07 016 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1410/1448465237_3343341bb2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="9.8.07 016" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1394061126/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1102/1394061126_9b6b471a90.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1393198721/" title="Color by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1242/1393198721_72ec84974d.jpg" width="361" height="500" alt="Color" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October-  The month of "baby sissy's" due date.  We knew she'd be here this month!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl and I had a lot of fun preparing for baby sissy and spending some quality time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1484280975/" title="Me and my girl by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1319/1484280975_460570a394.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Me and my girl" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a weight check at 36 weeks.  She weighed approx. 6lbs.  We all thought she looked just like her big sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1480223794/" title="Looking like big sister! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1047/1480223794_c3bfbf08ed.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Looking like big sister!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1468313423/" title="35 weeks 4 days by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1096/1468313423_7eb925a3b6.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="35 weeks 4 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last belly picture, the night before her arrival.  38 weeks 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1676634350/" title="The last one - 38 weeks 4 days by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2057/1676634350_b772ef8df9.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="The last one - 38 weeks 4 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1733995835/" title="Introducing... by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/1733995835_a8f4fc4531.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Introducing..." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery Kate&lt;br /&gt;10/22/07&lt;br /&gt;2:06 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;7lbs 1 ounce&lt;br /&gt;20 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1734753309/" title="Mommy's love by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1734753309_7ed09111f1.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Mommy's love" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headlines on her birthday -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1809490186/" title="10.22.2007 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2135/1809490186_c89be35e8f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="10.22.2007" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud big sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1752000707/" title="10.22.07 158 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2297/1752000707_8a7ec30ffc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="10.22.07 158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1808644385/" title="'Punkin' head by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2155/1808644385_0f6a99311f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="'Punkin' head" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November-  We adjust to being a family of four!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are peaceful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1984049137/" title="perfect little princess by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2385/1984049137_66ddff05a2.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="perfect little princess" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1950328283/" title="crazy by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2327/1950328283_d07e3c7440.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="crazy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1951161366/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/1951161366_671409d604.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa celebrates his 80th birthday.  Here he is with his two great grand's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1988130250/" title="11.10.07 028 by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2235/1988130250_1af5c5e930.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="11.10.07 028" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl finds a new love for mommy's lipstick.  There were some pretty big messes as a result.  Mom's of girls:  Hide the lipstick and bring out the lip gloss... clear lip gloss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2020241940/" title="Lipstick by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2329/2020241940_f1d7161707.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Lipstick" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 short weeks have passed since her birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2068571707/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2237/2068571707_d4e9cbf3d5.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December-  It's already December?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl makes her dancing debut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2079136228/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2127/2079136228_dd260189ee.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby sissy has been with us for 6 weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2091756840/" title="Baby dreams by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2255/2091756840_0cb34a5571.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Baby dreams" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl says goodbye to the paci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2111396578/" title="24 hours with no paci!! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2035/2111396578_90f8c61a2e.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="24 hours with no paci!!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2108283293/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2116/2108283293_450130069b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us this long to get a family picture in which everyone is cooperating!  Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2111723780/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2260/2111723780_4b17da19e1.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was our 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2158790018/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2244/2158790018_3965bd6e0a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6506296177441501047?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6506296177441501047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6506296177441501047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6506296177441501047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6506296177441501047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-in-review.html' title='2007 in Review'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/365942900_2498e5e6a9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6039953141431668517</id><published>2007-12-19T13:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:16:50.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Santa, Baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2123222792/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2299/2123222792_cff50c9122.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-8 weeks old - smiling - cooing - loving to be held - all around a happy baby -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some of the things I'm loving today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6039953141431668517?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6039953141431668517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6039953141431668517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6039953141431668517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6039953141431668517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-santa-baby.html' title='My Santa, Baby...'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2299/2123222792_cff50c9122_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1912934893618311579</id><published>2007-12-14T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T14:45:10.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News!</title><content type='html'>She's gone 24 hours (24 hours!) with no paci.  Big sissy - not little sissy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she was not as 'attached' as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2111396578/" title="24 hours with no paci!! by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2035/2111396578_90f8c61a2e.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="24 hours with no paci!!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1912934893618311579?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1912934893618311579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1912934893618311579' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1912934893618311579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1912934893618311579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/12/breaking-news.html' title='Breaking News!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2035/2111396578_90f8c61a2e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-233339552429527061</id><published>2007-12-11T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:06:00.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancer. Sucks.</title><content type='html'>We just found out my Grandmother has a malignant lump on her breast.  That's all we know right now.  The rest of the details will come after her MRI later this week.  She's probably facing surgery the first of next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year we faced this same thing with Nan - Hubby's grandma.  Thankfully, she's been in remission for about 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really appreciate any prayers.  This really has me bummed.  But, I know that God is good and he'll carry all of us through this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-233339552429527061?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/233339552429527061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=233339552429527061' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/233339552429527061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/233339552429527061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/12/cancer-sucks.html' title='Cancer. Sucks.'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7831301494205475124</id><published>2007-12-05T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T11:18:32.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing debut</title><content type='html'>Saturday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;babygirl's&lt;/span&gt; first dancing public appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling at her fans! (I hate the way this template cuts off my pictures.)  She's the smiling one, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Dance show by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2079136026/"&gt;&lt;img height="357" alt="Dance show" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2014/2079136026_30ed453e9b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2079136228/"&gt;&lt;img height="333" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2127/2079136228_dd260189ee.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy wasn't impressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="What she thought about dancing... by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2079187400/"&gt;&lt;img height="333" alt="What she thought about dancing..." src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2041/2079187400_c0d962f1c6.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7831301494205475124?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7831301494205475124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7831301494205475124' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7831301494205475124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7831301494205475124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/12/dancing-debut.html' title='Dancing debut'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2014/2079136026_30ed453e9b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6925928597068494565</id><published>2007-11-29T15:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T15:52:58.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>-One year ago-</title><content type='html'>It was a very hard day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 6 weeks pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up spotting.&lt;br /&gt;It turned to bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;I was scared.&lt;br /&gt;I lost that sweet baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't fair.  I didn't understand it then.  But, I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wanted me to have her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2073220615/" title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2081/2073220615_d43c177454.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6925928597068494565?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6925928597068494565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6925928597068494565' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6925928597068494565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6925928597068494565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-year-ago.html' title='-One year ago-'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2081/2073220615_d43c177454_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4710639675266365265</id><published>2007-11-26T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T11:54:22.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 weeks</title><content type='html'>Really, where does the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Kari Beari, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2068396765/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2114/2068396765_2a16b6f926.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe its been 5 weeks since her birth. Some days are just a blur and I'm taking them all in the best I can. Life has changed with two, but I'm loving every minute. Sometimes I can't really remember what it was like without her. It's funny how that happens, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of last Friday she was 7lbs 9oz. Which was good since one dr. in our ped. practice seemed concerned that she didn't hit her birth weight at 2 weeks. Blah. I told him she was fine. I just seem to have itty bitty girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munchkin is so alert. She's really starting to smile - I just haven't caught it with the camera. It's so sweet. Her eyes are always so big and bright. She lights up any room she's in. She's also spoiled and likes nothing better than to be in mommy's arms. Oh well. I really like her there, too! Her little cuddles are the best. But it gets kind of hard when I need to do things like take a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an awesome sleeper - I don't want to say anymore at the risk I'll jinx it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as of right now, I'm still wanting a third (one day)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4710639675266365265?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4710639675266365265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4710639675266365265' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4710639675266365265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4710639675266365265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/11/5-weeks.html' title='5 weeks'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2114/2068396765_2a16b6f926_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-698820466366871542</id><published>2007-11-14T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T11:54:49.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>L I P S T I C K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/2020241940/" title="Lipstick by Kari Beari, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2329/2020241940_f1d7161707.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Lipstick" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things its ruined around here:&lt;br /&gt;*Multiple clothing items (babygirl's and mine)&lt;br /&gt;*Sissy's bobby cover&lt;br /&gt;*Babygirl's clothes hamper&lt;br /&gt;*My sheets (again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no telling what else.  I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I throw it away and she finds more.  I think I'm down to my favorite shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddlers are fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-698820466366871542?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/698820466366871542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=698820466366871542' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/698820466366871542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/698820466366871542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/11/l-i-p-s-t-i-c-k.html' title='L I P S T I C K'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2329/2020241940_f1d7161707_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-5874416490676567185</id><published>2007-11-08T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:55:45.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grab your tissues</title><content type='html'>I know some new mommies visit my blog, specifically some mother's of perfect, brand new, baby girls; so I want to give a warning right here - the story of this family will make you cry, make you thank God above for the wonderful blessing your holding, give you a new sense of what really matters, cause you to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;evaluate&lt;/span&gt; your faith and thank God for his grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic. I came across this blog just over a week ago. I do believe it was my second day at home with the girls alone. And it had been a challenging one. Hubby came home and decided to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;babygirl&lt;/span&gt; with him to do some things he needed to get done. Munchkin and I were alone with some peace and quiet and I sat down in front of the computer with her curled up on my chest. I was looking for some downtime - and I found this family. I spent the next hour reading what I could see through the tears. And I was touched in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could relate to some of what she had been through, but not everything. They lost their second daughter in September to Trisomy-18 (or Edward's Syndrome). Copeland was born in September and God blessed this family with &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjAZDVai_So"&gt;8 precious days with her&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches for them, and their faith is so strong and inspiring, that I feel compelled to share them with you. I think she will touch your heart, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://conorbootheandgirls.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://conorbootheandgirls.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-5874416490676567185?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/5874416490676567185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=5874416490676567185' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5874416490676567185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5874416490676567185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/11/grab-your-tissues.html' title='Grab your tissues'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1021251246044426965</id><published>2007-11-05T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T14:45:30.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging with pictures these days</title><content type='html'>...Because its not often I have two hands to type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel is two weeks old. I think this is a lot better than anything I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1873808484/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="-Sweet-" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2082/1873808484_8dae2ab77a.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1021251246044426965?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1021251246044426965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1021251246044426965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1021251246044426965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1021251246044426965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/11/blogging-with-pictures-these-days.html' title='Blogging with pictures these days'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2082/1873808484_8dae2ab77a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-5609948779733428067</id><published>2007-11-02T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:59:04.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So small</title><content type='html'>Munchkin (we haven't settled on a nickname for her yet!) snoozing in her crib.  I love how this shows just how tiny she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1817356580/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2029/1817356580_f498a2542d.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-5609948779733428067?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/5609948779733428067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=5609948779733428067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5609948779733428067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5609948779733428067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-small.html' title='So small'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2029/1817356580_f498a2542d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4854193407584205703</id><published>2007-10-31T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T12:12:13.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.Due Date.</title><content type='html'>Today was my due date.  I'm thankful that I've had her in my arms for a week and a half now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the pumpkin head.  She would rather be sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1808644385/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2155/1808644385_0f6a99311f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="'Punkin' head" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought today would be a good day to share her birth story.  If your not interested, feel free to skip this entry, but I need to record it so that I can transfer it later to her journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning, October 22nd, 2007, was our induction.   We were scheduled for 6:30.  My doctor and I had a deal.  Monday Night Football was in town and he was going,  he promised if we started early I'd be holding my baby in the afternoon.   Our weekend had been full of more contractions, false labor and last minute details.  I was terrified they were going to be too busy for us, but at 5:20 when I called they had more than enough room for me.  I got Bradley up and we headed on our way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was contracting, not hurting, but noticable contractions that were still irregular.  I could definaely "feel" that they were real.   I probably would have ended up there if they would have not had the room.  We checked in and by the time I got to my room it was about 7:15.  We got all the bloodwork, IV's and hookups out of the way.   Dr. G came in at 8:10.  He broke my water, all clear, and we started pitocin.   I was still 2cm from my previous appointment,  but 75% effaced. He estimated we would have a baby by early afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9:50 I was prepped for my epidural.  The pain hadn't become unbearable but I was getting uncomfortable.  Let me just say, I love epidurals!  Within minutes I was happy as could be.  My epidural was alot different this time than with Delaney, I could move my legs but they were still numb.  It was great.  There were moments I felt 'hot spots' but didn't want to ask for them to fix things too soon and chance slowing things down.  It wasn't horrible, so I continued to labor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11:00 my nurse emptied my bladder.  I was dilated to 4.  I got a little scared - it seemed to be going slow and my dr. was due to leave early for Monday Night Football.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11:45 Dr. G was back for a check.  I was a "good" 4 - hey take what you can get right? But she was OP (opposite posterior) or face up.   He said things move slower in that position but not to worry he'd turn her if needed but she still had time to turn herself.  I felt quite a bit of movement from her after that and hoped she was doing the work herself.  I was still feeling a little bit in my left side but labored on without it getting too much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1:20 Dr. G came back in.  Checked me and asked if I was feeling pressure.  I wasn't - but I was 9cm.   Not expecting that!  She had turned on her own, too.  No longer did he get into the hallway - I felt pressure.  I told my nurse, was checked again and was complete.  Things started happening fast.  Another nurse came in to prep my room for delivery while my nurse took care of something for her other patient and call my dr. back.  During all of this, I was feeling the pain I mentioned earlier but worse.  With each contraction on top of each other the pain was radiating across my lower stomach.  I got scared.  I cried a little because I couldn't help it.  My mom talked me through it.   We called for the anesthea to come "fix me" before we started the pushing phase.  I could feel her moving down and hoped I wouldn't have to push long.  I had to have a quick shot of lidocaine which did the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. G came back in at 1:50 and it was time. They broke the bed down and he scrubbed in.At around 2:00 I was ready to push.  With my first push everyone was really excited.  I looked in my mirror and saw why, she was right there. They all started yelling for me to push harder, even my doctor, I pushed with everything I had and 2 pushes later at 2:06 p.m. - she was out. They were the best coaches ever.  It was amazing.  I never expected it to happen that fast. Bradley cut the cord, I had my first moments with her, and they went off to clean her up. I nursed her for the first time (she's a champion nurser) and we called in the visitors from the waiting room.  Delaney was able to meet her baby sister before they whisked her away to the nursery.  It was such a special time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already can't remember life without her.  Its funny how that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favorite photos of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1747721044/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/1747721044_9ae98b331c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="First Cry" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1734753309/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1734753309_7ed09111f1.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Mommy's love" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4854193407584205703?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4854193407584205703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4854193407584205703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4854193407584205703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4854193407584205703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/due-date.html' title='.Due Date.'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2155/1808644385_0f6a99311f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8644971634488001365</id><published>2007-10-29T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:26:02.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1799900159/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2059/1799900159_31c8235f91.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="My sweet angel" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does the time go.  I've been so caught up in cuddles and kisses from my girls.  I just love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8644971634488001365?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8644971634488001365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8644971634488001365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8644971634488001365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8644971634488001365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-week.html' title='One week'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2059/1799900159_31c8235f91_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4962716979584034133</id><published>2007-10-25T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T07:52:15.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are a family of four!</title><content type='html'>Introducing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1733995835/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/1733995835_a8f4fc4531.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Introducing..." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Avery Kate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10/22/07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2:06 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7lbs 1oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4962716979584034133?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4962716979584034133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4962716979584034133' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4962716979584034133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4962716979584034133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-are-family-of-four.html' title='We are a family of four!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/1733995835_a8f4fc4531_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7236426525562129017</id><published>2007-10-21T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:08:05.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The last one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1676634350/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2057/1676634350_b772ef8df9.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="The last one - 38 weeks 4 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be here tomorrow!  I'll update when I can.  In the meantime,  I pray they have a bed for me at 5:30 so we can get this party started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7236426525562129017?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7236426525562129017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7236426525562129017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7236426525562129017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7236426525562129017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-one.html' title='The last one!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2057/1676634350_b772ef8df9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-3492831832368667942</id><published>2007-10-18T14:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T14:27:01.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of the sweetest words I ever did hear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Mommy, you are my beeeest friend."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-3492831832368667942?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/3492831832368667942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=3492831832368667942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3492831832368667942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3492831832368667942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-of-sweetest-words-i-ever-did-hear.html' title='Some of the sweetest words I ever did hear...'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-2619893701044276174</id><published>2007-10-17T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T18:40:52.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>C R A Z Y</title><content type='html'>I've just come to realize that may be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are 4 days from baby and we ripped up the carpet in our Florida room last night.  Thank goodness my dad is coming tomorrow afternoon to start putting down the new flooring.  I have a million things to do around here - like clean up!  But I don't feel like I can do any of that until that room is finished and its driving me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called earlier to chat and asked what we had for dinner.  Um,  it was 7:15 and dinner hasn't crossed my mind let alone cooking something.  She said "Your not eating dinner tonight?" and my reply was "Um, yea.  I think I'll order pizza."  (And I'll toss and turn with heartburn all night, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I mentioned that we are 4 days from baby - but can you believe that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-2619893701044276174?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/2619893701044276174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=2619893701044276174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2619893701044276174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2619893701044276174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/c-r-z-y.html' title='C R A Z Y'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-3130250750752088602</id><published>2007-10-15T14:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:57:40.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here and still pregnant</title><content type='html'>I've been neglecting the blog again.  It's just the end of pregnancy - busy and tired.  And when not either of those I just try to find some peace and quiet while I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner was asleep and the hubby and I were about to leave for one last dinner out alone before becoming parents of two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it won't be much longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1569299696/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2045/1569299696_930bce3c34.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="37 weeks 3 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-3130250750752088602?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/3130250750752088602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=3130250750752088602' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3130250750752088602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3130250750752088602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-here-and-still-pregnant.html' title='I&apos;m here and still pregnant'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2045/1569299696_930bce3c34_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-2900405254823520240</id><published>2007-10-04T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T15:14:12.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>36 weeks</title><content type='html'>Isn't she sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1480223794/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1047/1480223794_c3bfbf08ed.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Looking like big sister!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She weighs in at 6lbs.  So all those who keep saying "that's not right" or "is she big enough" can kiss my foot.  She'll probably end up around the same size as her sister if not a few ounces more.  50th percentile is just where she is and should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently, she is comfortable for a little while longer.  Which I am okay with until my doctor gets back from his trip  next weekend.  Gives me another week or so to fit in my last minute important details like a pedicure! When I hit 38 weeks I'll be preaching another story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is perfect.  No weight gain for me (woohoo!) and everything looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl also had a follow up this morning and has kicked her UTI for good.  I think.  I hope.  They are almost certain but going to culture it anyway.  Other news with her is that we are halfway potty trained! Oh my goodness.  I thought the day was far way but one morning two weeks ago she woke up wanting the potty and has had no accidents so far! (Pee pee that is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really tired today and in fact this morning was almost certain I would have hurt my hubby.  I do not know what the point in setting an alarm 2 hours ahead of time and sleeping through it every seven minutes while your pregnant wife wakes you up, herself and your unborn child up in the process.  Geez.  Then to say "Why did you let me sleep that late? when you do finally come back to earth..)  Ummmm ... HELLO, excuse me - don't go there.  In two weeks or so it won't really be an issue, but for right now I would like to TRY to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me wonder why am I not taking a nap right now???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-2900405254823520240?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/2900405254823520240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=2900405254823520240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2900405254823520240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2900405254823520240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/36-weeks.html' title='36 weeks'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1047/1480223794_c3bfbf08ed_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8055372711558730549</id><published>2007-10-01T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T15:04:00.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Count down mode!</title><content type='html'>I can't decide if its fast or slow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a few days away from 36 weeks and at the maximum 30 days away from meeting little bit.  (We'll see if we can still call her little bit on Wednesday when we get an esimate on her weight.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1468313423/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1096/1468313423_7eb925a3b6.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="35 weeks 4 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to mark down my to-do list.  I know there is still &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;time.  But I don't like surprises and I like to be prepared.  I can thank my father.  Babygirl came at 38 weeks so I stop counting there.  Hopefully, baby sister will follow big sister's footsteps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8055372711558730549?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8055372711558730549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8055372711558730549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8055372711558730549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8055372711558730549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/10/count-down-mode.html' title='Count down mode!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1096/1468313423_7eb925a3b6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-5800062490916334476</id><published>2007-09-22T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:54:55.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dropping</title><content type='html'>She's moving her way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a love/hate relationship with the "lightening" stage. I love I can breathe again, but I hate the waddle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit:  yea the jabs to the cervix are always enough to wake you up!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-5800062490916334476?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/5800062490916334476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=5800062490916334476' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5800062490916334476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5800062490916334476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/09/dropping.html' title='Dropping'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6813100220253192884</id><published>2007-09-17T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T08:19:00.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1393198721/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1242/1393198721_72ec84974d.jpg" width="361" height="500" alt="Color" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1393182909/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1332/1393182909_2fc79b686f.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="A big sister's love" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1393182897/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1298/1393182897_1ab81ab7a5.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1394061142/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1091/1394061142_196bbdf751.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6813100220253192884?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6813100220253192884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6813100220253192884' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6813100220253192884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6813100220253192884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/09/special-moments.html' title='Special moments'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1242/1393198721_72ec84974d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8559137793246889104</id><published>2007-09-15T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T19:37:24.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional</title><content type='html'>Oh the joys of a &lt;em&gt;sleep deprived&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hormonal&lt;/span&gt;, pregnant woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy do I need some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8559137793246889104?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8559137793246889104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8559137793246889104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8559137793246889104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8559137793246889104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/09/emotional.html' title='Emotional'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-2201243415335529190</id><published>2007-09-12T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T08:59:26.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long week(s)!</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I just wanted to curl up and cry and last week certainly made me want to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;babygirl&lt;/span&gt; turned into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;babygirl&lt;/span&gt; with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UTI&lt;/span&gt;. That equals misery just in case you've never experienced it with your child. On Wednesday we picked up hubby from work and headed to the doctor with her. It was awful. She wasn't letting any urine out for a sample so after about an hour and nearing closing time they decided to try to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cath&lt;/span&gt; her. I don't really know what I was thinking when I actually let them try that. AWFUL. I have never heard her cry that way before or ever seen such desperation to be in my arms than that moment. On top of it all, they were unsuccessful. Let me tell you - I will never let them try that again unless the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt; is an emergency. It broke my heart in half and then I felt such guilt for even allowing them to try. We went home and I collected a sample to return the next day. Somehow it ended up being no good and we had to sit for 4 hours until she finally gave in and they got a sample which confirmed what I already knew... a raging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;UTI&lt;/span&gt;.  Poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started antibiotics right away which she put up a major fight with every dose for the first 3 days.  We tried EVERYTHING.  I mean everything.  She spit them out, threw them up - you name it.  I might mention hubby was out of town so I was stuck with all of this alone.  By Sunday, I was a raging, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hormonal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;preggo&lt;/span&gt;, exhausted mom.  If one more person told me to put it in her drink or just "hold her down" I was going to run over them with my car.  (Okay, not really but seriously...).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby got home on Monday after she and I had spent another long day at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;.'s waiting on a urine sample.  I was never so happy to see him.  She also has taken every dose with no fight at all  since his return.  That figures, right?  Can we say daddy's girl?  I'm just glad because her urine was still growing out bacteria on Monday and if not she would have been starting 3 days worth of shots which I knew wouldn't be good for her new fear of the doctor nor for my sanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're on the mend.  I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; exhausted.  I don't know that I've ever felt the urge to just lie on the couch and do nothing as much as I do right now.  Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I get her back on track - little bit will be just about to arrive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-2201243415335529190?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/2201243415335529190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=2201243415335529190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2201243415335529190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2201243415335529190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-weeks.html' title='Long week(s)!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7993356371106871493</id><published>2007-09-05T08:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:52:01.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend, sick toddler and pregnancy updates</title><content type='html'>I'm exhausted.  This is all catching up with me right at this very moment.  I haven't drank much coffee this pregnancy other than my occasionaly frap from 'Starbucks' but I may have to cave today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was good.  Hubby had to work for most of it but we still had some fun.  On Saturday, Babygirl and I spent the day at my Aunt's lake place  and she enjoyed her first rides on the big boat.  Who am I kidding - she LOVED it.  Sunday we actually had the day with daddy so we slept in, skipped church, goofed around and ended our evening at a friends house for a cookout. We had to leave the fun, though, around 9pm because babygirl started running a fever and hubby had to work Monday morning.  On Monday we actually had a break from the rain and were able to lounge in the pool - Babygirl on the couch with her blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her fever has continued on and off.  Possibly from her last two year old molars about to come through but I'm not entirely convinced.  Of course, now that I picked up the phone to call her doctor she seems fine.  But at 4 am this morning she was a lot of pitiful.  Poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention - I'm tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy...  32 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;My appointment went well yesterday.  I gained 3lbs in 2 weeks.  Gah!  Oh well.  We talked about the comments I deal with from everyone about the size of my belly.  Mind you, I'm flattered but really I certainly don't feel as small as they make it out!  We're measuring right on target and I just cary babies in a way I seem to hide a lot of them, he says...  Plus Delaney wasn't huge.  But to make me happy he let me schedule one last scan at 36 weeks for a weight check.  Woohoo.  That's what I really wanted anyway!!!  Not much else to report.  I'm having a baby shower this weekend and after that I'll be in full blown panic mode to finish what isn't done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd share the latest belly picture of me in a bikini but I'm not entirely sure I'm brave enough to share that with the world.  If your my friend on Flickr its there to see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7993356371106871493?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7993356371106871493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7993356371106871493' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7993356371106871493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7993356371106871493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-weekend-sick-toddler-and-pregnancy.html' title='Long weekend, sick toddler and pregnancy updates'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-9008149005197121722</id><published>2007-08-27T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T13:57:09.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is all about having fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1248635261/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1328/1248635261_eb2edb944a.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-9008149005197121722?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/9008149005197121722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=9008149005197121722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/9008149005197121722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/9008149005197121722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-is-all-about-having-fun.html' title='Life is all about having fun'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1328/1248635261_eb2edb944a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-3947305855215412211</id><published>2007-08-24T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T19:41:36.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to babygirl...</title><content type='html'>Found this looking through pictures. This was 30 weeks with babygirl. Most are saying I'm smaller this go round. I think its just because I weigh less. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v317/karibeari/belly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-3947305855215412211?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/3947305855215412211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=3947305855215412211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3947305855215412211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3947305855215412211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-babygirl.html' title='Back to babygirl...'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-5547324035694862476</id><published>2007-08-21T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:16:50.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivated</title><content type='html'>...to finally try and fix my blog.  You know how that goes.  I'm lucky the thing still shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang with me... my pictures look all smushed up so I'm trying to figure that out at the moment.  Then, I need a creative banner or something up top so everything doesn't look so b-o-r-i-n-g!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-5547324035694862476?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/5547324035694862476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=5547324035694862476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5547324035694862476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5547324035694862476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/08/motivated.html' title='Motivated'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6999284958331682023</id><published>2007-08-20T14:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T14:33:36.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>29 weeks 5 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/1184754819/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/1184754819_2e1432faf6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="29 weeks 5 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6999284958331682023?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6999284958331682023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6999284958331682023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6999284958331682023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6999284958331682023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/08/29-weeks-5-days.html' title='29 weeks 5 days'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/1184754819_2e1432faf6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-7491153919801784479</id><published>2007-08-17T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T14:20:57.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here</title><content type='html'>I fell out of blogging world again.  My computer went in for service and took two weeks to come back.  Thankfully, the problem was fixed and I can use it again without it shutting off every 45 minutes.  A stupid virus cost me a lot of headache and a hundred dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well here.  While I was away I failed my one hour GTT.  No surprise since I was gestational diabetic with babygirl.  But somehow littlebit and I skated past the 3 hour.  I was pleasantly surprised.  I'm on two week appointments now.  It really seems wild that I'm almost 30 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been fighting a nasty chest cold all week.  There are days I've felt like I was going to cough her up or out.  Not pleasant.  I *think* I'm almost past it.  We'll see.  It really isn't fun to feel like this being pregnant or when its 100 degrees outside everyday.  I feel like I'm going to melt most days.  It's reallllly hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-7491153919801784479?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/7491153919801784479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=7491153919801784479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7491153919801784479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/7491153919801784479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-here.html' title='I&apos;m here'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4916693257984831057</id><published>2007-07-30T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T09:21:35.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery Progress</title><content type='html'>My hubby has always refused to paint pink walls.  He gave in this weekend and I didn't give him time to change his mind.  Here is little bit's room thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took these last night.  It's a little more pink than it appears, but I think its really cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/950882173/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1059/950882173_a17afacd7b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/950882225/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1397/950882225_aa209a5c80.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/950882243/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1037/950882243_0d2de12e3a.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course... The 26 week 4 day belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/950974159/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1228/950974159_79b7154b06.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="26 weeks 4 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4916693257984831057?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4916693257984831057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4916693257984831057' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4916693257984831057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4916693257984831057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/07/nursery-progress.html' title='Nursery Progress'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1059/950882173_a17afacd7b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4643710220963805739</id><published>2007-07-27T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:08:51.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This sums her up...and I'm going to have another one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/907621965/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1201/907621965_8680606d6a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="It's been one of those days..." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4643710220963805739?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4643710220963805739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4643710220963805739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4643710220963805739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4643710220963805739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-sums-her-upand-im-going-to-have.html' title='This sums her up...and I&apos;m going to have another one!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1201/907621965_8680606d6a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1630585689836126602</id><published>2007-07-22T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T10:36:17.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>25 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/870583444/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1116/870583444_f7ea52ccf9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="25 weeks" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1630585689836126602?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1630585689836126602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1630585689836126602' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1630585689836126602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1630585689836126602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/07/25-weeks.html' title='25 weeks'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1116/870583444_f7ea52ccf9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-643118922967738026</id><published>2007-07-21T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T12:05:40.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you hear that?</title><content type='html'>It's quiet!  Just me and the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl is off riding 4 wheelers with her Daddy.  She's even all dressed up in her camo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With any luck I may have a clean house this afternoon.  It's amazing how much you can get done at home without a little helper.  Not that I don't appreciate her help, I do think its cute but lets be real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I just realized that I'd rather be on the beach with a good magazine!  Oh well, maybe tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-643118922967738026?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/643118922967738026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=643118922967738026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/643118922967738026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/643118922967738026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/07/do-you-hear-that.html' title='Do you hear that?'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1025603464886749603</id><published>2007-07-17T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T11:54:10.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm feeling a little better than yesterday..</title><content type='html'>Here is last weeks belly shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/771505603/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1114/771505603_0a77672e6e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1025603464886749603?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1025603464886749603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1025603464886749603' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1025603464886749603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1025603464886749603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/07/because-im-feeling-little-better-than.html' title='Because I&apos;m feeling a little better than yesterday..'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1114/771505603_0a77672e6e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4050860418669145590</id><published>2007-07-16T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T10:45:06.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling really grumpy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a long week with some amazing experiences that I'll post about soon.  But right now I just think I need lunch and a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so help me if my neice calls any phone of mine in the next five minutes I'm going to scream.  I know she's 9 and bored, but I can't help her with that.  Go outside and play or something.  It's summertime for crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See...  I told you I was grumpy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4050860418669145590?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4050860418669145590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4050860418669145590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4050860418669145590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4050860418669145590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/07/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8048379589947584186</id><published>2007-07-10T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T11:28:16.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still can't add titles...whatever.  I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, for those of you keeping up.  Here is the picture from the 23rd week!  I can't believe tomorrow starts week 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/761383812/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1322/761383812_6e803de030.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="23 weeks" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8048379589947584186?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8048379589947584186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8048379589947584186' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8048379589947584186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8048379589947584186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/07/still-cant-add-titles.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1322/761383812_6e803de030_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-480591014607692808</id><published>2007-07-07T16:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T17:02:37.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I kinda disappeared.   Plus, things have been really busy since we got back home and truth is I've just been really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the middle of week 23 and little bit seems to be doing just fine in there.  My belly is definately growing and she's definatley kicking.  I've fallen back into a spell of night sickness and I'm not really sure what that's all about.  I really like to keep my dinner down but haven't been successful the past few nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is due to pop any day now.  It's kinda bittersweet knowing I would have been too.  But I've traveled this road before and I know God knew what he was doing in November even when I didn't undertand.  Now I have  little bit's arrival to look forward to and I know she was meant just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow -  the friend I just mentioned had just moved into their new home and she's on her last week at work.  I spent last weekend washing her baby clothes and setting up her baby's nursery.  She was really making me nervous.  They didn't even have the carseat put together.  I drug her out last weekend to buy things for her hospital bag.  She better have packed it by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl is as crazy as ever.  We were outside earlier when we heard music.  Hubby and I looked at each other and sure enough it was an ice cream truck.  I haven't seen one of those in YEARS.  Babygirl was hilarious.  She thought it was great she got to run to the road and pick an ice cream.  Fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't leave a title for this, but all is fine because its just a bunch of rambling anyway.  I really need to try to fix this template.  Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-480591014607692808?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/480591014607692808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=480591014607692808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/480591014607692808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/480591014607692808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-know-i-kinda-disappeared.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8101631165392678749</id><published>2007-06-26T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T16:37:22.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back</title><content type='html'>I know it's always said over and over again after a trip but man I am glad to be home.  Seriously, it has never felt better.  I'm exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long, hard trip.  Emotionally draining.  The service was beautiful, but very hard.   It's always hard to let go of the special ones like Uncle Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the sad nature of our trip we were also able to sneak in a little fun and I think Uncle Wayne would have loved that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just a little preview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/633585739/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1432/633585739_31a7aada1b.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8101631165392678749?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8101631165392678749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8101631165392678749' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8101631165392678749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8101631165392678749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1432/633585739_31a7aada1b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4625749750504857056</id><published>2007-06-21T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T14:17:41.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Away for a few days</title><content type='html'>We lost him on Tuesday night.  It's been a hard few days and we haven't even gotten to the rest of the family yet.  We're heading out tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been feeling great, so this car ride really should be fun.  Miss Priss has been stretched out in there causing me some pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be back sometime on Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4625749750504857056?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4625749750504857056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4625749750504857056' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4625749750504857056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4625749750504857056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/06/away-for-few-days.html' title='Away for a few days'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6497779086309374009</id><published>2007-06-19T14:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:13:59.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b5d905b3127cce93745f45143800000016108BZMWbRyxcY"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b5d905b3127cce93745f45143800000016108BZMWbRyxcY" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may lose a valuable member of our family from the hubby's side this week. My heart is breaking. I just can't get this sweet picture out of my head. He's such a good man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6497779086309374009?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6497779086309374009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6497779086309374009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6497779086309374009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6497779086309374009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/06/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8225029094935911981</id><published>2007-06-15T08:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T08:23:40.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My view - 20 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/549794272/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1186/549794272_736751ba91.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="My view - 20 weeks" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8225029094935911981?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8225029094935911981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8225029094935911981' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8225029094935911981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8225029094935911981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-view-20-weeks.html' title='My view - 20 weeks'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1186/549794272_736751ba91_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-3526277285328645631</id><published>2007-06-12T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T12:08:32.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting bigger</title><content type='html'>This was on Sunday, 19 weeks 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/539013926/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1407/539013926_91b7d81643.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="19 weeks 4 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-3526277285328645631?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/3526277285328645631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=3526277285328645631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3526277285328645631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3526277285328645631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/06/getting-bigger.html' title='Getting bigger'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1407/539013926_91b7d81643_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6374539847173395389</id><published>2007-06-11T08:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T08:15:41.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm..</title><content type='html'>I messed up things at the top and I have no idea what I did!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6374539847173395389?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6374539847173395389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6374539847173395389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6374539847173395389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6374539847173395389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/06/ummm.html' title='Ummm..'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6477472112334170728</id><published>2007-06-07T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T14:23:23.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/535001383/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1219/535001383_1fe15bf9d0.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="Reflection" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I caught her reflection here.  Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6477472112334170728?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6477472112334170728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6477472112334170728' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6477472112334170728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6477472112334170728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/06/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1219/535001383_1fe15bf9d0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1712527006536836046</id><published>2007-06-05T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T12:21:35.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain!</title><content type='html'>And we need every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/527005341/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1121/527005341_7e0813bb6f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="puddle jumping in the south" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained all day Saturday.  All day.  Good, hard, steady rain.  Babygirl had a blast in the evening getting re-aquainted with the puddles.  Since then, its rained every afternoon.  It's just what Florida needs.  The fires have been unbelievable and no rain for months wasn't helping.  The smoke filled skies were getting a little depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get in a little fun at the pool this morning before the afternoon showers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1712527006536836046?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1712527006536836046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1712527006536836046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1712527006536836046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1712527006536836046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/06/rain-rain.html' title='Rain, Rain!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1121/527005341_7e0813bb6f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-3543269942101342662</id><published>2007-05-31T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:00:13.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More about Avery Kate</title><content type='html'>She's perfect, as I said before! She was moving, grooving and putting on a show. She sucked her thumb, waved (sort of), kicked, punched and showed us that she's going to be a little drama queen already. She had her hand placed up on her forehead like she was just working hard in there. I can see how I feel her everyday now. I've even already felt her kick from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She weighs about 7 oz and is measuring right on target for her dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came out with about 3 sheets of pictures because she was so photogenic. I'll try to have mom scan a few the next time I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl is thrilled about Baby Sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/524902415/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/214/524902415_3428fc7f92.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Looking at baby sister!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-3543269942101342662?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/3543269942101342662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=3543269942101342662' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3543269942101342662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3543269942101342662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/05/more-about-avery-kate.html' title='More about Avery Kate'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/214/524902415_3428fc7f92_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1967928298427542215</id><published>2007-05-29T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T19:27:39.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're home and......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o6/LuvsCowboyz/Muffy/Baby/_itsagirl.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's perfect. She's healthy. We're in love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-1967928298427542215?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1967928298427542215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1967928298427542215' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1967928298427542215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1967928298427542215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/05/were-home-and.html' title='We&apos;re home and......'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-2245707143383275220</id><published>2007-05-28T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:37:29.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>18 hours and 23 minutes.  But, who's counting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-2245707143383275220?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/2245707143383275220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=2245707143383275220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2245707143383275220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2245707143383275220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-6839955613715630518</id><published>2007-05-21T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T13:54:04.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a busy weekend!</title><content type='html'>Phew.  I'm still tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to hubby's company picnic.  I love this thing.  Babygirl has so much fun.  There's lots of food, ice cream, cotton candy, face painting, bouncy houses and slides, games, rock climbing and her favorite pony rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/508092147/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/508092147_1cff427809.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Pony ride!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/508092167/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/205/508092167_14bc91a1b8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="and 3..." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These bouncy slides were a close second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said her colors all the way up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/508092179/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/200/508092179_6b81665601.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Going up" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wasn't scared of coming down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/508092185/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/221/508092185_6c49274dfb.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Coming down" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating and about 4 rides on those ponies and lots of sliding the hubby and I had to bolt out of there to get home to get dressed for a wedding.  Baby girl got to stay there with BIL and SIL and she loved that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was great.  It was outdoors and beautiful.  I was itching for some flip flops and my camera!   I've now found a great photo spot.  Hopefully, I can get baby girl down there soon for some practice.  I'm excited about the possiblities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, hubby was up early to start working on our new sidewalk.  That took all day because of set backs.  Of course, projects like that always have set backs.  Babygirl and I took off to the acquatic center for the afternoon to get out of the way.  We had a blast and when we got home the sidewalk was finished!  By the time it was set enough for her feet prints she had no interest -  that figures.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least the 16 week 3 day belly shot with my cute little partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/508092145/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/212/508092145_276fdea68c.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="16 weeks 3 days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no progress on names.  Actually, we're back at square one and our favorite from last week has gone right out the window and of course we have a new favorite for the time being.  8 days and counting and we'll be getting serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-6839955613715630518?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/6839955613715630518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=6839955613715630518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6839955613715630518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/6839955613715630518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-was-busy-weekend.html' title='It was a busy weekend!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/508092147_1cff427809_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-3608872371202416694</id><published>2007-05-16T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T12:31:38.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name Game</title><content type='html'>Okay.  Give me what you've got.  We're talking girls because we've got a boy name.  Which is reason #101 why I think his baby is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just can't seem to agree like we did on babygirl's name.   Why is that???  Is it always harder to name the second child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few favorites but hubby only has agreed he likes one of them so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So throw your suggestions.  Something cute to go with big sissy, Delaney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-3608872371202416694?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/3608872371202416694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=3608872371202416694' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3608872371202416694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/3608872371202416694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/05/name-game.html' title='The Name Game'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-2334573515120128805</id><published>2007-05-06T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T14:14:27.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 14 and my silly girl</title><content type='html'>I think its safe to say my belly did some growing.  Today every member of my family touched my belly at some point and made cute comments.  I guess its just now starting to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 weeks 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/485626949/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/199/485626949_604e381d79.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="14 weeks 2 day" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl's new favorite thing is to show her belly, too.  I think its CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/485626969/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/211/485626969_b483413553.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Showing her belly, too!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I celebrated our 5th anniversary on Friday.  It was great.  We had a nice, quiet dinner at my favorite restuarant.  It was just fun.   And I was actually able to surprise him with his gift!  I still have to order mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 17 days or so and counting until we find out the sex of little bit.  Babygirl says its a sister this week.  Guesses?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-2334573515120128805?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/2334573515120128805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=2334573515120128805' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2334573515120128805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/2334573515120128805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-14-and-my-silly-girl.html' title='Week 14 and my silly girl'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/199/485626949_604e381d79_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-1341501001448272550</id><published>2007-05-02T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:55:54.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On to Week 14!</title><content type='html'>Week 13 was the pits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Babygirl&lt;/span&gt; and I had had a big fall over the weekend. Talk about freaking me out. I'm clumsy by nature but it had been so long since I've done that. I've never fallen carrying the girl, much less falling carrying the girl and being pregnant. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;. My name should have been Grace. Not really - the entire thing wasn't our fault but still rather embarrassing. We were out to dinner in a - nicer than I like to take my two year old - restaurant. They had some carpet malfunctions and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;babygirl&lt;/span&gt;, myself, and little bit brought it to their attention. At any rate, we're all okay. I went in on Monday to check little bit's heartbeat and all was well and they better be glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then leaving dinner my SIL decides to try to make a U-turn where she wasn't supposed to.  Yep - ending in crash.  It wasn't a hard impact thank goodness.  But, we were still stranded for 2 hours in the parking lot of Mickey D's.  I've never been so ready to get home in all of my life.  Thank goodness there was a Starbuck's across the street and that I have a hubby willing to cross said street just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on top of that, there was drama within hubby's family all because of something that happened at mother-in-law's restaurant that 3 family members work at. I've got about this much patience for drama and even less for drama while I'm pregnant. Enough already, grow up and act like adults. How hard is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much better. I'm happy to report that I've not been that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pukey&lt;/span&gt; this week. Maybe it's on the down fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the first belly shot I've showed here... This was 13 weeks 2 days the afternoon of our fall. Excuse my silly girl and her silly faces, but she wanted to show her belly too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/478834599/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="13 weeks 2 days" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/478834599_6f3973f5c0.jpg" width="361" /&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/13336983-1341501001448272550?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/1341501001448272550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=1341501001448272550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1341501001448272550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/1341501001448272550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-to-week-14.html' title='On to Week 14!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/478834599_6f3973f5c0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-8273675658727336990</id><published>2007-04-29T09:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T09:29:48.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirsty, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/474800380/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/207/474800380_07eab2c8e1.jpg" width="346" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-8273675658727336990?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/8273675658727336990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=8273675658727336990' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8273675658727336990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/8273675658727336990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/04/thirsty-anyone.html' title='Thirsty, anyone?'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/207/474800380_07eab2c8e1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-4023091456192953152</id><published>2007-04-27T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T09:45:21.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's getting a mommy?</title><content type='html'>Babygirl is starting to catch on to this baby talk.  Just a little bit at a time.  I think she's really just tired of everyone asking her if she's getting a baby brother or a baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 8:  "I'm getting a brodder"&lt;br /&gt;Week 9 and 10:  "I'm getting a sister:&lt;br /&gt;Week 11:  "I'm getting a brodder and a sister" (Oh no sweetheart, one or the other!)&lt;br /&gt;Week 12 and 13:  "No, I'm getting me a mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-4023091456192953152?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/4023091456192953152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=4023091456192953152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4023091456192953152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/4023091456192953152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/04/shes-getting-mommy.html' title='She&apos;s getting a mommy?'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-5118653626463352401</id><published>2007-04-23T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T13:37:00.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't think I heard you?</title><content type='html'>Can you believe that someone would tap &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; on the shoulder at a *Kenny Chesney concert and tell me they can't see.   Hahahahahahaha.  Yeah....okay - like that's really going to happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-5118653626463352401?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/5118653626463352401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=5118653626463352401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5118653626463352401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5118653626463352401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-think-i-heard-you.html' title='I don&apos;t think I heard you?'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-185280116421727693</id><published>2007-04-19T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:05:14.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long week alone</title><content type='html'>Hubby had to go out of town to work this week.  This is the first time he's ever had to do an out of town job and it stinks!  I hate it.   I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can run things around here alone, but that doesn't mean I want to.  I hate the afternoon's when babygirl starts looking at the door waiting for him to walk through it.  I hate watching TV at night alone.  I get bored! Not to mention there is a 30,000 acre wildfire burning an hour to our north and the smoke has been so horrible that we can't even play outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, he finished a day early and I think he's coming back tonight instead of tomorrow.  And he should have a day off for us to do something fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-185280116421727693?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/185280116421727693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=185280116421727693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/185280116421727693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/185280116421727693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-week-alone.html' title='Long week alone'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-5210083169402425621</id><published>2007-04-14T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T11:47:16.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Sister goes to prom... again.</title><content type='html'>Isn't she gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/458317559/"&gt;&lt;img height="333" alt="Just gorgeous" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/236/458317559_367e7ee7be.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karibeari/458317561/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/458317561_2c096e8e7d.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-5210083169402425621?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/5210083169402425621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=5210083169402425621' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5210083169402425621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/5210083169402425621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/04/baby-sister-goes-to-prom-again.html' title='Baby Sister goes to prom... again.'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/236/458317559_367e7ee7be_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336983.post-758380430132287371</id><published>2007-04-12T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T14:04:48.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 11th week</title><content type='html'>We're moving right along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to see my doctor yesterday.  I know I've probably mentioned how much I like that man.  He's just great.  We had a regular appointment that went well.  I'd be lying if I said I wasn't anxious when he got that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doppler&lt;/span&gt; out and even more anxious when I couldn't quite hear that little heartbeat because it was beating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in sync&lt;/span&gt; with mine (aww).  He chased the baby around for as long as I wanted him to until I felt comfortable that &lt;em&gt;I could hear it &lt;/em&gt;even though he could hear it just fine.  And it appears this baby hates the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doppler&lt;/span&gt; just as much as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;babygirl&lt;/span&gt; did.  I guess I shouldn't have been surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yea, everything is great and that's all I really needed to hear.  We get to find out the sex on May 23rd and that we're extremely excited about of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling good.  I'm still sick every few days, but hey - I'll take it.  After weeks of it, it just starts to feel normal in a way.  I'll just never be one of those pregnant women who can eat anything at anytime and keep it down all the time.  It's okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336983-758380430132287371?l=karibeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/feeds/758380430132287371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336983&amp;postID=758380430132287371' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/758380430132287371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336983/posts/default/758380430132287371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karibeari.blogspot.com/2007/04/11th-week.html' title='The 11th week'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16375441256981695195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2198180481_2a0b06fcf7_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
