<?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-5076228084166331073</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:14:16.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..All aBoUt hEr &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'>Two yrs old.  Happily living her life the way any baby should :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-964102982634398231</id><published>2011-02-10T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T08:16:07.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vegas and LA trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Super bowls&lt;/span&gt; finally here. So, it's time for a trip to Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see the whole family. Lexie had a blast with all her cousins. We stayed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nona's&lt;/span&gt; house. They live next door to Uncle Glen and his HUGE family. Lexie and Summer stayed close, as usual. But also opened up and had fun with everybody! She also LOVES their dog named Red and Berkley. We made several trips down the street to see the horses. Went to casinos and had AWESOME food! Lexie really enjoyed the secret garden dolphin habitat at the Mirage. There were dolphins, lions, tigers, alpacas, and cheetahs. Hard to get used to the new time schedule. We were going to sleep at 8 and waking up at 6. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Perfect timing for the early birds to cook a delicious breakfast. Great trip. Glad to see the family again. We will have to go back and visit soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA has been fun! the first day we got here we came out to the beach. Lexie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; care so much to enjoy the waves or the ocean. She was too busy playing in the sand with her pale &amp;amp; shovel. We went to Venice Beach and played in the park. Lexie enjoyed the swing. She decided her baby wanted to swing too. So, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;in charge&lt;/span&gt; of pushing both of them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt; when we decided it was time to go. Lexie was not ready and she cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Disney Land. That was A LOT of fun. The most fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure Lexie has had all vacation. She road everything you can possibly think of. Except she wanted to ride the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kiddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; roller coaster, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; quite tall enough. /: She cried a little bit but was pretty much over it by the time we got back to the stroller. She loved Minnie's house. Then when we hit Mickeys house she never wanted to leave! Before we left Lolly decided to take the girls to the gift shop to pick ANY toy they wanted. Lexie wanted everything we handed her that was Minnie mouse until the very end when we were about to check out. There was a 2011 Minnie Mouse. She loved it... Until she saw the 2011 Mickey Mouse. &amp;amp; decided she liked him better. She gave him a kiss. We told her she had to hand him to us so we could pay, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to let go. Since we have been home she has still not let him go. She's in bed now sleeping with him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home &amp;amp; she was SO tired after her huge day. While getting ready for bed she said she wanted to watch barney 2 times. Sadly, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; bring barney. So, that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; happen. But she was out after the first 5 minutes of laying her down. I don't think she missed it too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT VACATION. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; have to post pictures later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-964102982634398231?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/964102982634398231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2011/02/vegas-and-la-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/964102982634398231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/964102982634398231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2011/02/vegas-and-la-trip.html' title='vegas and LA trip'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-6139632686145225050</id><published>2011-01-05T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T11:19:46.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TSTC8fy3o4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/xSPkKwTQc3Q/s1600/josh%2Blexie%2Band%2Bpuppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558782184664834946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TSTC8fy3o4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/xSPkKwTQc3Q/s320/josh%2Blexie%2Band%2Bpuppy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately we noticed Lexies left eye pulling to the left. Pretty worried about it, Jennifer made an appointment to see an eye dr. When we got there they dilated her eyes and we waited in the waiting room for 30 minutes for her to go back again. Made her look in many different things so the dr could figure out what was wrong with them. He said she is far sided and it pulls her left eye to the left when she strains to see something. She cant see far away very good or things that are really close up. He gave her some prescription glasses that will hopefully keep her eyes straight. and hopefully help her vision from getting worst. Her eye has definately been a lot straighter since. I was very sad to hear the news. But, thank god everyday that i have a healthy 2 year old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the appointment, we dropped her prescription off at the eye doctor. Lexie got to pick her glasses. She was excited. She picked the pink ones. I'm surprised of how easy it has been to keep them on her. Ofcourse she has her times she covers her face when we try to put the glasses back on. And ofcourse their are also times she loses them and claims she doesnt know where they are. But, we usually find them pretty quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple days after she had been used to wearing them I gave her a bath and took her glasses off. She was rubbing her eyes. I asked her what was wrong. and she wimpered a little bit and said her eyes hurt /: I'm assuming she's just starting to realize that she needs her glasses to see good. It breaks my heart she sees a blur at 2 years old. But, I'm very greatful they could diagnose the problem at such an early age &amp;amp; give her what she needs to see clearly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas also passed. Lexie had a blast doing all the fun events. She loves to stay busy and always has something new to do. Between me, and her grandparents she stays pretty busy. lChristmas morning we went to Lolly &amp;amp; Pops house. Got LOTS of toys, babies, and barbies. Summer got a puppy. Lexie was very jealous. She kept holding her and saying "my puppy." We would tell her no. its summers puppy. She would continue to laugh and say its her puppy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in the day, she went to her daddies for chrismas. &amp;amp; guess what he had for her? yah. a puppy.  Now the apartment manager isn't too happy. Hoping we can keep him. Because she sure does enjoy playing with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-6139632686145225050?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/6139632686145225050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2011/01/glasses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6139632686145225050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6139632686145225050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2011/01/glasses.html' title='glasses'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TSTC8fy3o4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/xSPkKwTQc3Q/s72-c/josh%2Blexie%2Band%2Bpuppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-5396333892101205042</id><published>2010-10-26T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T08:43:11.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb00DZObwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/I10X5qN9QU0/s1600/swingg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532378367372717826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb00DZObwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/I10X5qN9QU0/s320/swingg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; going to the park is her favorite thing. She just won't ever get off the swing : ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0zkf-oQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NI_mqgTjTvY/s1600/new+lexie+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532378359079543042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0zkf-oQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NI_mqgTjTvY/s320/new+lexie+love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loves to ride the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0X-yeB_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/QDc47Kb1xO8/s1600/lexie+holding+her+new+baby+from+gma+johnson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532377885100083186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0X-yeB_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/QDc47Kb1xO8/s320/lexie+holding+her+new+baby+from+gma+johnson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her fairy dress... She once thought it was cute to wear. Now, "MAMA ITS TOO ITCHY" Unfortunately, She knows how to take it off /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0XdbktEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qrACXqIys64/s1600/lexies+birthday+dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532377876145681474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0XdbktEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qrACXqIys64/s320/lexies+birthday+dance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loves to dance. Shes good at it too : ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0XO6dvyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-JfK0YqnXcc/s1600/lexie+and+her+new+baby+after+her+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532377872248717090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0XO6dvyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-JfK0YqnXcc/s320/lexie+and+her+new+baby+after+her+birthday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lexie and her new baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0WhLf17I/AAAAAAAAAIo/hcHRwvjYBQ4/s1600/johnny+and+lexie..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532377859972126642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0WhLf17I/AAAAAAAAAIo/hcHRwvjYBQ4/s320/johnny+and+lexie..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0WG5EJDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ElUO_3-BBmg/s1600/all+the+kids+everyone+showed+up!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532377852915491890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb0WG5EJDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ElUO_3-BBmg/s320/all+the+kids+everyone+showed+up!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her and the party crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuiRmhaKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fqWJiLOnzjU/s1600/DSCF6423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532371464879171746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuiRmhaKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fqWJiLOnzjU/s320/DSCF6423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day out with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuhxi9hMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RrMSu7Nd3pI/s1600/DSCF6420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532371456274302146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuhxi9hMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RrMSu7Nd3pI/s320/DSCF6420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie's&lt;/span&gt; favorite. The Frog Jumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuhiT8LII/AAAAAAAAAII/NwILtzyQbys/s1600/DSCF6412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532371452184767618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuhiT8LII/AAAAAAAAAII/NwILtzyQbys/s320/DSCF6412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuhf_dWVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Kj2HiLH-LOI/s1600/DSCF6409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532371451561990482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuhf_dWVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Kj2HiLH-LOI/s320/DSCF6409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuhEJrXoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/JnPyTamNQ4M/s1600/DSCF6389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532371444088659586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMbuhEJrXoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/JnPyTamNQ4M/s320/DSCF6389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FINALLY 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;for her birthday her Daddy decided to take her to Lake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Winnie&lt;/span&gt;. She went with her dad, aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bridget&lt;/span&gt;, and one of their friends. I'm sure they had a BLAST. sad that I missed out. Her favorite ride was the frog hopper. She wanted to ride over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;For her actual birthday I took her to Toys R Us &amp;amp; let her pick out anything she wanted. She picked out a baby that walks. &amp;amp; then as we were leaving she fell in love with a grocery cart. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; put it down. So, we got suckered into that too! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. $90 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dols&lt;/span&gt; later- were out the door. Never again will I be shopping at toys r us. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;swear&lt;/span&gt; the same things are at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; only half the price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A couple days later, we took her to C&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;huckee&lt;/span&gt; Cheese for her birthday party. All of her best friends came. Everyone invited showed up. She got lots of new toys that she loves to play with. pizza, wings, more then enough tokens. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Couldn't&lt;/span&gt; have asked for her birthday to go better. Besides the flat tire Grandma M got in the parking lot. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She is now in LOVE with barney. Always wanting to watch it. She gets pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; when we put the TV on and something else is on. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to watch Sesame street today. So, I had to put her Barney movie on in her bedroom for her. She only watches about half of it &amp;amp; moves on to something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Halloweens so soon. We already had her a fairy outfit. But, she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; like it. She cries and says its itchy and she wants it off. So, I figured I would take her to get another one. We went to 4 different stores yesterday and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;find&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;. Then, we went to spirit. I wanted her to be a bumblebee. But, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I asked her she says &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. So, I asked her what she wanted to be. She chose Minnie Mouse. But, they only had up to 18 months /: We tried on both the outfits. And all of a sudden she didn't want to wear Minnie Mouse either. So, I figured I would just get the bumblebee. Hopefully she starts to like it soon. If not, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; its 2-4 years. and she can always wear it next year! :] Hope she likes it. Because she sure did look cute in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-5396333892101205042?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/5396333892101205042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/10/finally-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5396333892101205042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5396333892101205042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/10/finally-2.html' title='FINALLY 2!'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/TMb00DZObwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/I10X5qN9QU0/s72-c/swingg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-2110168271433151766</id><published>2010-07-12T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T22:52:31.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daytona trip</title><content type='html'>Its been forever for another post~~&lt;br /&gt;Shes talking &amp;amp; saying just about anything.&lt;br /&gt;smarter then ever. catch her saying words I didnt even know that she knew!&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to the bowling alley w- LOLLY &amp;amp; POPS &amp;amp; aunt Laurie &amp;amp; uncle Jeff &amp;amp; Josh.&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun. Lexie rolled her FIRST strike! Josh thought that this date &amp;amp; time should be remembered.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a puppy that I'm trying to get rid of! Lexie LOVES her. Shes always trying to play with her.. She especially loves the times that the puppy is trying to sleep. haha. She loves to grab him and try to pull.. haha. She means no harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have not mentioned we went to Daytona Beach, FL together for a family vacation. During this time she spent TONS of time with Summer at the kiddie pool. We stayed at a really nice condo by the beach. : ) Lexie made it very clear to us that she LOVED her "FLOAT" &amp;amp; the "SWIMMING" in the "POOL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we got to see Jaycee. Lexie was VERY excited about that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-2110168271433151766?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/2110168271433151766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/07/daytona-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2110168271433151766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2110168271433151766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/07/daytona-trip.html' title='daytona trip'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-648971381031587575</id><published>2010-02-22T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T13:00:03.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend vacation.</title><content type='html'>Saturday night my dad called and asked if I wanted to eat at Olive Garden. I was actually with a friend across the street returning some things at Rue 21. We had eaten already. But didnt have much else to do. So we agreed we should go. We asked the bartender for a coke, got a seat, and waited for a seat. Ofcourse when we got there, Jennifer was eager to see Lexie. Too bad Lexie was sleeping when I left and I didnt have her with me. Uncle Josh has been a pretty good live in baby sitter. Very convenient when shes sleeping and I have things to do. After we ate, Lolly and Pops wanted to see Lexie. She was gladly awake by that time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer asked to watch her. Ofcourse I won't give up an opportunity like that! I've been dying for a break.  and a little free time. And extra time to clean. My dishes had been stacking and my laundry hadnt been done in a wk. Thank God for wonderful grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent heard from them much. I know shes in good hands. Ofcourse shes on top of her blogger, so I know their having a wonderful time! I'm sure she'll be back soon. We will have to do something fun together :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-648971381031587575?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/648971381031587575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekend-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/648971381031587575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/648971381031587575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekend-vacation.html' title='weekend vacation.'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-2315817589403029892</id><published>2010-01-31T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T07:52:08.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>she knws when its her bath time!</title><content type='html'>its been a fun morning. I get a phone call which wakes me up from the old guy upstairs. talk to him for about 15 mins. Which reassures Lexie that Im awake. So, as I make an excuse to get off the phone, and finally get to lay back down. Lexie is ofcourse standing in her crib screaming MAMA AHHHHHHHH MAMA AHHHHHH... hah.&lt;br /&gt;soo. I get up let her out to play. Give her a bananna. Then, decide Im going to get in the shower. She follows me to the bathroom and wont leave the shower curtain. Shes pointing at the bath tub because she wants to get in and play. Therefore, Im not showering. and she is! She knows what she wants. Shes in there playing with her new bath toys that her Grandma M got for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today were going to the mall. I predict it will be a fun day :) Maybe, if shes good she will get to play in the malls park. Last mall trip she was sleepy and enjoyed her temper tantrums of throwing herself on the floor and crying... UGHH! lets make sure she gets her nap in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-2315817589403029892?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/2315817589403029892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-knws-when-its-her-bath-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2315817589403029892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2315817589403029892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-knws-when-its-her-bath-time.html' title='she knws when its her bath time!'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-5283455032756932713</id><published>2010-01-30T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T08:01:27.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo_K8mXhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RYAD1YyuDM8/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432934328716123666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo_K8mXhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RYAD1YyuDM8/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo-9jSu5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Xd_a9dJSTd8/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432934325120318354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo-9jSu5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Xd_a9dJSTd8/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo-gKWhJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ivnznphYhH0/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432934317231080594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo-gKWhJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ivnznphYhH0/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo-PwhHWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xsez11ITiSI/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432934312827755874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo-PwhHWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xsez11ITiSI/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo98q1SQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Rluojgu0frs/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432934307703638274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo98q1SQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Rluojgu0frs/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HaVE i MENTIONED? Lexie LOVES to dance. Yesterday, we went to the mall. My mom and I were looking for an outfit for the kids to wear for valentines day. So, Josh took the kids to the play place to play with Lexie and Ryan. He stopped by F.Y.E. and was listening to music on the headphones. Josh gave the headphones to Ryan. He said "that hurts my ears" So josh gave the headphones to Lexie and she gets a HUGE smile on her face and starts dancing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to have a fun snow day yesterday. We got lots of snow.. about 3 inches? I will post pics later. She wasnt too thrilled. We brought her power wheels outside in the snow thinking that she would ride it. It didn't ride too good threw the snow. Lexie was cold and wanted to take a nap. So, she cried. But she got the jist of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still has a runny nose. I'm still wiping it all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-5283455032756932713?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/5283455032756932713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5283455032756932713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5283455032756932713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-day.html' title='snow day !'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/S2Wo_K8mXhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RYAD1YyuDM8/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-2531941625226588951</id><published>2010-01-28T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:22:10.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lexie went to her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dr's&lt;/span&gt; appointment at 2 yesterday. They told me that she has an ear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;infection&lt;/span&gt; in both her ears. I had to reschedule her last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appointment&lt;/span&gt; because she was sick. Fever, runny nose, coughing, ETC. They said its very common for babies to get ear infections after getting over a sickness. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; felt like she has been acting fussy. Maybe a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; bit. But , not enough for her to have an ear infection. I'm guessing shes just a tough little girl. They gave me some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amoxisillin&lt;/span&gt; to give to her for the next week. I hope she starts feeling better. They also gave her two shots. They said these are the most painful shots that she will get. She got a chicken pox vaccine. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; sure that I really wanted to give it to her. But, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; tell me what it was until she was already injecting it. I would hate for her to get them at a older age though. I always was scared that would happen to me. Because I also had the same shot. They told me to give her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; to help her the rest of the day.. She took it like a champ. 5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; after the shot she was good. Never even needed any &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tylenol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday Lexie went to her Grandmas house. She has a toy there that Lexie was putting the ball threw the hole, and then the ball would fall down the stairs. She LOVED IT. It was kind of like a puzzle. Today I made her a sippie cup of apple juice. She found a regular cup and discovered her sippie cup can fit into the cup. So she drank it that way. Shes so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She has also learned to say NO when she doesnt want something or doesnt want to do something. She will say OOOO OOOO and shake her head NO. haha. SO CUTE. I dont laugh at her though.. I dont want her to think its funny to tell me NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lexies sleeping now. She has been waking up earlier then normal since shes had an ear infection. It sucks, I miss sleeping in... A LOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-2531941625226588951?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/2531941625226588951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/01/16-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2531941625226588951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2531941625226588951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/01/16-months.html' title='16 months'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-7383059140413165364</id><published>2010-01-02T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T07:45:13.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lexies 2nd christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our tree and the presents we woke up to that morning :) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sz9eOKN6-OI/AAAAAAAAAGw/E9BOrQSOyPI/s1600-h/DSCF4440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422156073731291362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sz9eOKN6-OI/AAAAAAAAAGw/E9BOrQSOyPI/s320/DSCF4440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was too early for her. She didnt care much for her presents, just for her blankie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sz9eNzWOssI/AAAAAAAAAGo/WL0yNwFG6mc/s1600-h/DSCF4435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422156067592123074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sz9eNzWOssI/AAAAAAAAAGo/WL0yNwFG6mc/s320/DSCF4435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't understand much of why these toys came wrapped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sz9eNh0kAHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-NZ_iqQsW4M/s1600-h/DSCF4419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422156062887510130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sz9eNh0kAHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-NZ_iqQsW4M/s320/DSCF4419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this of her -- just wish her head wasnt cropped in half :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sz9eNC2fvhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7KqZz62MouQ/s1600-h/DSCF4405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422156054574120466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sz9eNC2fvhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7KqZz62MouQ/s320/DSCF4405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On new years day, Lexie got to open one present right before bed. She chose to open her laptop. and save her bigger presents for tmrw :) Lexies Daddy had the bright idea of waking up at 5 in the morning and opening presents on Christmas. Lexie, nor I, was very thrilled to be awake at 5 in the morning. I heard Lexie crying a little bit. Buit, she went back to sleep and I rolled over for sleep. I guess you could say we were not too excited. So we slept til 9 and finally woke Lexie up. Really though Lexie probably should have just slept til she was ready to wake up. Because she wasn't in the best of moods. She wasn't crying. Just wasn't as fun as I anticipated. She wasn't doing much opening of the presents. She needed a lot of help. She was a whole lot more interested when it was all unwrapped and she could play with it. After finally playing with a toy she was pretty atatched and didnt want to put it down so she could open more. After opening all of our presents I put her down for a nap. and Johnny attempted to put her four wheeler together so when she woke up we could have it charged and ready for her to ride! He put the steering wheel threw where it was supposed to go. Then, it broke.. I now realize how I got her a power wheels for fifty dollars. Didnt even last a day. I was pretty sad. and very much dreading the thought of having to return things after Christmas. After she woke up we went to my moms for christmas. She got a baby and stroller which she loves. Ron put the stroller together because there was SO many peaces. and I couldnt figure it out. Then, Lexie went to her Daddys for Christmas dinner and presents. Finally, by the time that I got her back she was SUPER ready for a nap again. She didn't realize that there was still more excitement and one more place there was to go for her to open more presents. :) So, after waiting a couple hours of her nap time I couldnt wait anymore. I woke her up and we went to my dad and Jenns for christmas at there house. WHAT A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS. It always is awesome every year. I finally got my laptop I've needed for so long. and a thing to store all my pics on just incase something does ever happen to this laptop. So, i can finally post pics again. and posts whenever my internet decides to work for me. Lexie got tons of stuff. Clothes, toys, books that talk, etc. She also got a drum set I think she will have a lot of fun playing with. pretty neat idea. and what I love the most about it is there is actually a place to put all the peaces.. So I dont find them all around the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Years 2010 we had a blast!! Lexie actually got to stay up until around 12:05. She got so see the ball drop. Not that she understood what that meant. That was staying up LATE for her. She slept until 1:30 the next day. I was very happy she let me sleep in :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-7383059140413165364?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/7383059140413165364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/01/lexies-2nd-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7383059140413165364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7383059140413165364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2010/01/lexies-2nd-christmas.html' title='Lexies 2nd christmas!'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sz9eOKN6-OI/AAAAAAAAAGw/E9BOrQSOyPI/s72-c/DSCF4440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-25709389698613262</id><published>2009-12-10T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:46:34.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOPS</title><content type='html'>She loved walking around with her favorite blanket over head. Shes SO silly!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SyFcZmSdnFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hDzdYAbGPa0/s1600-h/amandaspics3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413709821920517202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SyFcZmSdnFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hDzdYAbGPa0/s320/amandaspics3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SyFcZXdstnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8P4VXxiyKds/s1600-h/amandaspics2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413709817941112434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SyFcZXdstnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8P4VXxiyKds/s320/amandaspics2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SyFcZFfqk8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_Sl5og3s-Tw/s1600-h/amandaspics1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413709813117522882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SyFcZFfqk8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_Sl5og3s-Tw/s320/amandaspics1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; takes it with her everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;Lexie and her BEST FRIEND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SyFcY5MS8gI/AAAAAAAAAF4/smN9UqN7YWo/s1600-h/amandaspics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413709809815056898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SyFcY5MS8gI/AAAAAAAAAF4/smN9UqN7YWo/s320/amandaspics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt; got a couple pictures posted. Wish I could do it more often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we were walking around outside and she fell flat on her face. CRIED AND CRIED AND CRIED. I picked her up, held her tight, rocking her back and forth. I look at her lip and its GUSHING BLOOD. So sad. It was the first time she ever Bled. I felt so bad for her. The blood just kept coming. I flipped her upside down because that was the only way she was going to let me see her mouth.  She was bleeding out of her 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; top tooth she just got. I washed it off and shortly later she went to sleep. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt; thing. She needed the nap. Today when I tried getting her to brush her teeth she was VERY hesitant. She eventually did. But, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to force it because I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want her to hate her tooth brush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-25709389698613262?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/25709389698613262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/12/oops.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/25709389698613262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/25709389698613262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/12/oops.html' title='OOPS'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SyFcZmSdnFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hDzdYAbGPa0/s72-c/amandaspics3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-3608618679672330301</id><published>2009-12-02T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:29:01.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slept with mommy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;well the night before last was the first night that Lexie has slept in the bed with me. She started crying in her crib at about 1 o clock.. I did everything I could to get her to stop crying. But, she still was. She did get one of her top teeth. So she was teething. That may have been why she felt like she needed me. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; stop crying until I brought her and her blanket to my bed. I laid her down and she quietly went right to sleep. I was super surprised because I have not been able to get her to sleep anywhere besides her crib or a play pin since she was like 3 months old!! So, I enjoyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I stayed at my moms house with her last night. She woke up at 7 in the morning in her play pin and when I went in there I was still feeling really tired. Very much looking forward to just getting back in the cold blankets and going back to sleep. So, I thought maybe if I brought her to my bed she would go back to sleep. When I put her in the bed she cried like she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; sleepy and wanted to get out of the bed. So i put her on the ground and she sat there staring at a snow globe. I shut my eyes figuring she would go to sleep soon. When I opened my eyes she was curled up with her blanket on the floor. I figured if I put her in her play pin she would wake up and cry. So, instead she laid in the bed. SHE WAS THE SWEETEST ANGEL ALL MORNING. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go back to sleep. She was loving being tickled. LAUGHING SO HARD! We played the her saying MOMMY.. and i say LEXIE.. to each other OVER AND OVER AGAIN.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Then she gave me about 30 kisses. Then, laid her head on my head for like 10 minutes. It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; sweet. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; think that its the best bonding moment that we have ever had... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Right now she is enjoying a pear. Its the softest, sweetest pear Ive ever had. Her grandma cut it in four different pieces and she is enjoying it, trying to eat three at a time! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-3608618679672330301?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/3608618679672330301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/12/slept-with-mommy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3608618679672330301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3608618679672330301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/12/slept-with-mommy.html' title='slept with mommy :)'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-5823704629375509583</id><published>2009-11-29T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:54:09.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd THANKSGIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what to think. We were so busy. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get to have one nap the WHOLE DAY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went with my Dad and Jennifer and Summer to Trenton for fried chicken, mashed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt; and mac and cheese. Lexie got to eat before all the food was ready. So by the time the chicken came she was full off mac and cheese and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt;. She loved all the food though. Lexie was playing with much older kids playing tag. She enjoyed being carried &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; from place to place. Leah loves to play with her. and Lexie loves the attention. So it worked out perfectly. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her Lolly and Pops dropped us off at our car just in enough time to rush to pick up Johnny and go to my moms for her thanksgiving Lunch at 3. She was ready for a nap. But I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; sure that I wanted her to sleep for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TG&lt;/span&gt; dinner at my moms. ESP because I had forgot the camera for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TG&lt;/span&gt; at Jenn's moms. So, I get there, put her in her high chair. and feed her some turkey, stuffing, ETC. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; ate it. By the time her plate was done and after I got some pictures. I decided I would squeeze a nap in. Before she fell asleep- It was 4 o clock. and I decided to let her go with her Daddy to his parents thanksgiving. He said she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; sleep there, she ate a little more. and the day was over- at about 8 o clock we got back home. and she PASSED OUT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, Yesterday she slept all night and then that morning I thought she would wake up.. I finally checked on her around 1 and she saw me check on her so she woke up. Only for about five minutes and then she wanted to go back to sleep. She slept til 4 when I woke her up thinking she should be hungry and we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lupis&lt;/span&gt; with my  Mom, Ron, and Ryan. We got there, she hardly ate and FUSSED the WHOLE time. So, after dinner and playing some arcade games we went back to the house and she went RIGHT TO SLEEP and slept the rest of the night. I woke her up this morning before work to change her diaper. I took her to the couch and sat her down. she laid her head down for about 10 minutes. So, I figured its nap time again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure why shes sleeping so much? She had a little bit of a fever yesterday and was really fussy. So, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking maybe shes getting more teeth and would rather just sleep threw the pain of it. But, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really not sure. I cant wait to get back home after work to see how shes feeling. and maybe a surprise tooth?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-5823704629375509583?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/5823704629375509583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5823704629375509583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5823704629375509583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-thanksgiving.html' title='2nd THANKSGIVING'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-3847125480289939411</id><published>2009-11-22T12:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:35:58.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 months old</title><content type='html'>She is completely off of formula. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; given her any since last time I wrote about it. Two nights ago though She woke up at about three in the morning and she was CRYING and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; stop. When I went in there  I brought her some juice. I usually try not to do that. But i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; understand why she was crying, or what I was going to have to do to get her to go back to sleep. After drinking her grape juice she was still crying. So, I let her get out of her crib for a little while because she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; seem to fall back asleep. It was a little bit cold so I put her pajamas on her and changed her diaper. I also gave her some baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; and a teething tablet. thinking maybe its her teeth. She still has only her two bottom teeth. So, I'm assuming that that probably &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; what was wrong... Who Knows? Maybe she was just cold.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when I was giving her a bath she loved the bubbles. She kept putting her face down in the water and getting a bubble mustache and she would Laugh so hard.  I was also laughing at her in the beginning. Until I realized after her coughing up the water about the 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time that she did it - She was also DRINKING the water. She had lots of bubbles in her mouth. It was HILARIOUS. I took some pics and some videos... Just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have a computer to upload them to.&lt;br /&gt;Last night we stayed the night at my moms house after having a meatloaf and mashed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt; dinner. Lexie absolutely LOVED the mashed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt;. I had to get back up 2 times for seconds. and thirds. Also, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie's&lt;/span&gt; great grandparents came over and ate too. Great Grandma paid her lots of attention. Lexie liked that a lot. ESPECIALLY GOOD Because she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; get to see her great grandparents often. Also,  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; came over to play with her and Ryan.. Lexie always enjoys having friends to play with. And i like it too Because its less work for me to keep her entertained. We had fun. She fell asleep pretty early and slept until &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 10. I was surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-3847125480289939411?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/3847125480289939411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/11/14-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3847125480289939411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3847125480289939411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/11/14-months-old.html' title='14 months old'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-3342247235971452084</id><published>2009-11-15T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:33:03.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking walking walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Well, Shes been walking around EVERYWHERE ALL THE TIME. Every time she falls down she puts her little hands on the ground and gets back up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;I have been trying to teach her boundaries of where shes is allowed to go. She definitely understands no and stop... But she still likes to test me. After I say no she will stop .. and go back five minutes later and try to do the same thing. She will look back at me to see if I'm paying attention and tell her no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;She has also noticed a little cup that's connected on her high chair that she thinks its funny when she throws food in there. Its the stupidest little invention that a High Chair could have. It basically just teaches them to play with their food. She likes to stick food in it. I try not to make a BIG deal about it to her Because I don't want her to think its something that gets her attention. She will look at me before she does it and I usually try to catch her before and say NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Today one of her friends Selena came over. Lexie just doesn't know their supposed to be friends yet. She can definitely tell the age difference between each other. Selena is 10 months old. and Lexie is 13 months. Selena was trying to play with her, she was putting her arm out and touching Lexie with it. And Lexie was getting mad and like pushing her away. They just acted like they didn't like each other. They were both sitting in the floor in my living room crying looking at each other! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I DON'T KNOW WHY. I think she needed a nap. But, Selena is like the only baby Lexie knows that is noticeably younger then she is. I guess from all the months of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; picking on her- taking her toys... etc. She wanted to have someone to take her place. We will see how that goes in the future though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Yesterday, I tried giving her a bottle of 100% whole milk. for the first time since I was doing the half formula half milk- She drank it all. So, today I tried it again. So, I am thinking she will be okay without any formula. I will give it a few more days to get totally used to it before I give the rest of her formula away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;I have also noticed, she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; acting like she really likes her apple juice anymore. when I give it to her she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; drink a lot of it. She usually just pushes it away unless shes really thirsty. But the minute she sees a Capri Sun she starts her PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE until she gets to drink some. and when their is a Capri sun around their is NO WAY shes going to drink any apple juice for me. So, last time I went to the grocery store I bought some Grape Juice to see how she would like it. She likes it.. I'm pretty sure that its more expensive though :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-3342247235971452084?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/3342247235971452084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-shes-been-walking-around.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3342247235971452084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3342247235971452084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-shes-been-walking-around.html' title='walking walking walking'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-3166691187001583904</id><published>2009-11-01T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:04:46.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd halloween</title><content type='html'>Halloween morning Lexie had no idea that it was any special occasion. All she cared about doing is sleeping. Every time she cried for me to come get her- 15 mins later she would want to go take a nap- She would sleep about 1/4 the amount she usually does- and then wake up sleepy. So, Basically all she did was take naps until about 6 o'clock. Their was a Trick Or Treat thing at the church down the street that I planned on going to. I was just happy she didn't give me time to put her Halloween costume on before letting me know she wasn't going to the church and she'd rather just stay home and sleep.. So I stayed home impatiently waiting for her to wake up. Once she finally woke up I took her straight to her Uncle Josh's to see all the Halloween decorations that he had put up at the house. and he wanted her to come Trick R Treat at his house.&lt;br /&gt;So, we did. While we were already there we went around the block to a couple neighbors with Kim and Landon. Lexie got the sour fruit punch straws. Lexie and Landon really enjoyed eating that on the way from house to house. After going there I told my mom and Ryan that we would go with them to my Aunts old Neighborhood. We went to the BIG SCARY guy that they do every year. Lexie was VERY SURPRISINGLY the only kid not scared that went in for candy. Ryan wouldn't even go inside near the man along with the 10 kids behind him.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the Enclave houses where She Trick R Treated more with Rylee and Landon. I recommend going there : ) Bus, make sure you remember to bring a stroller. Unlike me, Landon fell asleep and didn't leave much room for Lexie so I was stuck carrying her. She had fun. When the people let her pick what she wanted from the bowls she would stand their contemplating on what she was going to get for 15 mins. Sometimes Rylee would have to choose for her. Full day of fun stuff- Sure enough, when we got home at about ten She PASSED OUT. Slept like a baby.  So she could wake up and be the wonderful baby that she is.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that the day was over- I guess thats how it feels to buy something that is only good one time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-3166691187001583904?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/3166691187001583904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-halloween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3166691187001583904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3166691187001583904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-halloween.html' title='2nd halloween'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-5736040747914892118</id><published>2009-10-24T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:32:52.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she can walk down the steps now ?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well. someone stole my laptop. So I guess no more pictures for awhile :( &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the worst thing about any of it- all her pictures-- are gone. So depressing. All my videos of her- GONE :'( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; I have one picture a month from the portrait studios. I knew their was a reason that I did that. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so sad. Some people are just so pathetic these days. I guess they can have fun with their broken laptop and pictures of my daughter. Next, They might fall in love with her and want to come back for her. I would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have to kill someone. Good thing is I might have gotten his name from all of this? Hopefully the cops want to do something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Other then that, she luckily stayed with Jennifer last night and missed everything. She came back today and went STRAIGHT TO SLEEP. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure she was tired from all the fun she had. I get her back and she fully knows how to go down steps standing up. Before she was LIL MISS CLIMBER- But was stuck going down. HA. But shes got it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wish I had some pictures to update. I will have to do something about this.. and soon. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We carved pumpkins. I had woken her up to do it- and she didnt get really into it. I really should have just let her sleep. She was sleeping so good too. I got some pics. But no smiles still. So, I am sure that I will have to do some more of her and the pumpkin when she's in a little of a better mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-5736040747914892118?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/5736040747914892118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/10/she-can-walk-down-steps-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5736040747914892118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5736040747914892118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/10/she-can-walk-down-steps-now.html' title='she can walk down the steps now ?!'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-6691338449986741922</id><published>2009-10-18T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:07:14.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEXIES LOVELY DRS VISIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, she had her 1 yr Dr visit. When we got there we waited in the waiting room for a hour. Lexie kept wanting to crawl all over the nasty floor. I kept telling her no and brought her on the carpeted area with a toy. She was enjoying walking back and fourth from me to her toy.&lt;br /&gt;We finally get called back to a room and we sit there another hour without the Dr coming back. By this point.. LEXIE IS FLIPPING OUT. She totally didn't like the idea of being in a room for a hour. She didn't understand what was taking the Dr so long.. She is SCREAMING on the top of her lungs for a straight hour. The nurses kept coming to our room and closing the door. They came in several times saying we were next. We weren't next... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She was making herself sick. Couldn't be healthy. I was holding her in the sink just in case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lexie, SCREAMING and ROLLING around was sleepy and just wanted to go home and get in her crib. I have never seen her flip out so bad in her ENTIRE life. She was on the patient table and was rolling around throwing a temper tantrum and she banged her head on the wall. She then starts crying more- And, now has a BIG bruise on her cheek. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Dr finally comes in- I cant even here anything the Dr is telling me. Then, the nurse comes and gives Lexie her shots... she was so upset already that I don't think the shots could have made her any more mad then she already was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After it was all over I was rescheduling my appointment and they had a jar of Lolly pops. Lexie usually LOVES lolly pops so I thought maybe I could cheer her up and give her one. She didn't even want one. She was very upset. Fell RIGHT asleep on the car ride home. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lexie stayed with Josh for a couple hours while I bought a pumpkin for her to help us carve? We are supposed to carve pumpkins with Amber and Rylee tonight when I get off work. So, if all goes as planned, Lexie will be learning what the inside of a pumpkin feels like.. HA. I'm sure she will try to eat the seeds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today when I was leaving for work I gave Lexie a kiss on the forehead and said I love you and Bye Bye. She didn't like the idea. I had to rush out the door hearing her cry MAMA :( I miss her already. I hope she has LOTS of fun with her Daddy today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-6691338449986741922?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/6691338449986741922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/10/lexies-lovely-drs-visit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6691338449986741922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6691338449986741922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/10/lexies-lovely-drs-visit.html' title='LEXIES LOVELY DRS VISIT'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-2827206583089711629</id><published>2009-10-11T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:23:38.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WALKING ? AHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Yesterday all day she chose to try to walk EVERYWHERE she went. Shes NOT afraid to try. And shes so excited after she makes it without falling :) She usually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;takes&lt;/span&gt; 2-4 steps at a time and then falls. Growing up so fast. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Although&lt;/span&gt;, I am pretty ready for it. VERY ready to not have to scrub her knees all the time. Not so ready to have to chase her.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt;... This will happen very soon I'm sure.. She has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;became&lt;/span&gt; a lot more confident in being a BIG GIRL I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm not sure if I have written it in her blog but her Best friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; she sees her she gets really excited and says BOBBY! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. I think its just close. and She cant say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; yet. were working on it though :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Today we are at my dads. Lexie is going with her LOLLY and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;AUNTIE&lt;/span&gt; SUMMER to the fair. I am sure they will have a lot of fun... WISH I COULD BE THERE TOO : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;No more words really yet. More &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jibber&lt;/span&gt; Jabber. Sometimes she sounds like shes talking in Chinese. ha. We have been working on saying Ducky. Because she plays with her rubber ducky in the bathtub and one of her toys she got for her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; has a ducky on there that quacks. She enjoys playing with that also. In the bathtub she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; say DUCKY. Then, I squeezed out the ducks water and said Ducky's going PEE PEE and she said PEE PEE and laughed. She thought that was VERY FUNNY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-2827206583089711629?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/2827206583089711629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/10/walking-ahh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2827206583089711629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2827206583089711629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/10/walking-ahh.html' title='WALKING ? AHH!'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-7376291386533628570</id><published>2009-10-07T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:29:47.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taking steps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;She is standing at long periods of the time ALL THE TIME NOW. She will just let go of something and stand there for like 30 seconds at a time by herself. Then give up and fall down. She has also started attempting to take steps. When she is like standing up on something - and wants to come to me she will step about 2 steps at a  time to get wherever she may want to come. So, I am excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Yesterday I had amber and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jake&lt;/span&gt; over and we were trying to watch a movie. The kids had a late night- Rolling all over the couch sleepily trying to get comfortable. They never did fall asleep. I thought it would have been a cute picture... I bought her a new pink fluffy pillow for her room and I laid her and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; down with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie's&lt;/span&gt; Blanket that she LOVES so much. Their so sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;I also bought Lexie a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;CD&lt;/span&gt; with FUN songs and rhymes on it. ALL KINDS OF GOOD BABY MUSIC. Shes in the living room right now dancing to I LIKE TO EAT EAT EAT APPLES AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;BANANAS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She also has been learning how to do flips herself. She will put her head down and try to flip over- She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; gotten the flip over process down by herself yet though. She also has been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attempting&lt;/span&gt; to stand by herself. She looks so funny. She will be standing completely up with her hands touching the floor. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. SHES HILARIOUS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also something that she has started to do is When I see her getting into something that she probably &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be and I say NO or take it away from her.. She will Get the sweetest LIL voice and say MOMMY? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. So sweet. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; give in although she makes it VERY tempting&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-7376291386533628570?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/7376291386533628570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/10/taking-steps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7376291386533628570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7376291386533628570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/10/taking-steps.html' title='taking steps.'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-7112989434862924622</id><published>2009-09-28T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:33:35.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>words she says at 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;she has 2 bottom teeth :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;One is all the way grown in and the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; one is about half way broke out. The second tooth she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; fussy with- I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; had any problems with that lately :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yesterday Johnny went to the hospital so Jennifer took her to church with her. She said that she put her in the nursery with her new Wintertime Outfit on her. and the church was too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; for it. So, when she picked her up from the nursery she was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;crawling&lt;/span&gt; around in a diaper. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Today at the dentist she learned how to drink out of a straw. I gave her some of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Capri&lt;/span&gt; sun and she liked it enough to learn how to suck threw it.. I think it helped when I was holding the straw to give her some- Somehow it taught her to close her mouth and suck in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back home Rylee came down to play. Lexie was playing with her new sea horse she was given by her aunt laurie. She loved it! She was holding it like a baby rocking it back and fourth with her BIG smile on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Words that she can say--- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MOMMY, MAMA&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; - usually says when she wants me or wants something-- (i think its because it's got a M like MORE.. Or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MMMM&lt;/span&gt;..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DADA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PUPPY-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yesterday we were watching TV and she saw a puppy and said PUPPY! She usually over uses the word. But she does know what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She likes to say this word- Sometimes she says the word BOBBY instead. So, we are working on that. Today at the dentist she was playing with a potato head and she was calling it BOBBY.- HA.. boy version of baby I GUESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UH OH-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She has learned to say this when she drops her stuffed animals in stores to let me know we have got to stop. GOOD THING TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE BYE - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have been trying to teach her to put 2 words together Like BYE BYE PUPPY- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; been quite successful yet though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THANK YOU -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She likes to play games with me by handing me items and me handing it back to her. and her saying THANKYOU. Kind of sounds more like (DU TU) But she knows what she means :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAPA-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; says the word But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not quite sure that she knows what it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also has been enjoying saying different sounds lately. She says the word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MEEMEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all the time. ha. I guess because its like MOMMY but its kind of like a different word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-7112989434862924622?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/7112989434862924622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-she-says-at-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7112989434862924622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7112989434862924622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-she-says-at-1.html' title='words she says at 1'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-4134695170477107390</id><published>2009-09-22T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:17:02.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lexies 1st BDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie's&lt;/span&gt; birthday was totally awesome. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; have asked for a better one.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning time I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; totally sure where I was going to have her party. I called Jennifer to find out what the weather was going to be like. I found out that it was a 90 percent chance of raining. It was hard to give up the idea of the park- But, I looked at it positively and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; Josh would be able to be there-&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to the store with my mom and Johnny. and My mom was going crazy Buying her everything. She is so much help :) She bought her a cpl more outfits to put in her presents. And bought LOTS of candy for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pinata&lt;/span&gt;. and tacos. Then, I went to the party store to get My birthday girl a birthday hat.&lt;br /&gt;We took some pics of her before she got into her cake. She LOVED HER CAKE- She went straight for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;icing&lt;/span&gt; and ate all of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;icing&lt;/span&gt; off of the cake . Then, we busted the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pinata&lt;/span&gt;. We did the kids youngest to oldest. Lexie had no hope of busting it. Neither did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt;.. Or Ryan really. Summer had a chance but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; hitting hard enough. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think that they quite understood why they were allowed to hit something with a bat. Finally My mom &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;accidently&lt;/span&gt; broke it. Lexie then, got a hold of a lolly pop and got sticky stuff all over her hands, clothes, house, floor. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. It was all worth it though. She Loved all her gifts that she got. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; too interested in opening them though. So, I let Summer and Ryan help her open the presents. I figured they would enjoy it more anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Today I got all her toys in her room and out of boxes so she can play with her new toys. She loves to sit in the chair. She LOVES a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; car that her great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grandma&lt;/span&gt; gave her. Its got a MOMMY and BABY in it that she can push around. and it sings. She also has been playing a lot with the ball popper. Really, anything with music she loves :)&lt;br /&gt;Her birthday all together went very well.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to everyone that came :) I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coulda&lt;/span&gt; done without you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-4134695170477107390?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/4134695170477107390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/lexies-1st-bday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4134695170477107390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4134695170477107390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/lexies-1st-bday.html' title='Lexies 1st BDAY'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-3343954120426407221</id><published>2009-09-20T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:04:01.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping at wal mart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday I was at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wal-&lt;/span&gt;mart doing a little shopping. Right when I got there I took Lexie to the toy isle so she could occupy herself while I shop a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;I really figured that I was done doing my Birthday shopping for her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found a green doggy. That you teach it her name and it teaches her to spell her name- and you can personalize everything- to talk about what she likes... etc.. etc.. As we walked around the store she was holding the puppy. She kept saying PUPPY. Its not exactly puppy- But I know that she knows what she's saying. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;End of the story- Basically. I fell in love with this puppy. and when I paid I also bought the puppy.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I CANT KEEP ANY OF HER PRESENTS SECRETS! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. It just so happens that she has seen and played with everything I bought her for her birthday- But, somehow Johnny has kept each of his gifts a secret. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Good thing she is still so young- When she gets older I will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have to work on hiding her gifts a LOT better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;She has also gotten a LOT better at saying bye bye. Pretty much everytime somebody says Bye Bye to her she says it back and waves :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Tomorrow is her birthday and I looked up the news and its 80% chance of rain... UGH. I really hope that we get lucky and get to have a outside birthday as planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-3343954120426407221?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/3343954120426407221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-at-wal-mart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3343954120426407221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3343954120426407221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-at-wal-mart.html' title='shopping at wal mart.'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-8612816684184723433</id><published>2009-09-17T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:02:36.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>learning body parts. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last night Lexie was really enjoying playing with a toy. I put one on her head to be silly and she absolutely thought it was hilarious. So I would tell her put it on your head. and she would try to put it on her head. I also taught her she could put it on her ears. So, she would try. Then, I told her to put it in her mouth and she would put it in her mouth. Then, I tried to teach her to put it on Mommys head.. and Daddys head- So It helped her with understanding body parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to my bedroom and she saw the toy box. I was teaching her to point at the butterflies. I said wheres the butterfly? and she would point! So cute . She is so excited about it. I cant wait to put it in her room. It will make her feel like its hers more I think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-8612816684184723433?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/8612816684184723433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-body-parts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/8612816684184723433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/8612816684184723433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-body-parts.html' title='learning body parts. :)'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-8762232276578307137</id><published>2009-09-16T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:13:04.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>learning a lil everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie's&lt;/span&gt; tooth is coming in more- But its still not big enough to tell that she has a tooth without feeling it. She's still being fussy. She's been out of formula for the past 2 days- She has been handling it pretty well I would say- I'm not ready to get her off it cold turkey yet- Because its so convenient for when she wakes up in the morning hungry- to hand her the bottle and go back to sleep before she wakes up for good. Compared to this morning- getting up at 9 and staying up with her. She cried the ENTIRE morning. I gave her some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cereal. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want it. Usually she can preoccupy herself with this for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 15 minutes.. &lt;strong&gt;This morning she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even want one&lt;/strong&gt;. She cried and cried til I switched her food out for something else. I gave her some baby food (sweet potatoes and corn) She ate all of it- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; act like it was her favorite food or anything.. But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She ate it better then she was eating the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. By the time I finally got to the store this morning to get her formula, I gave her her bottle. and she drank the whole 8 oz not a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Its kind of sad that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so close to getting her off the bottle. Its so much more convenient then food sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The other day my friend April came over- She saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie&lt;/span&gt; throw her leg over her car and sit on it. She commented that that was really good because her daughter destiny cant do that yet- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I really just think every baby is different. They all learn different things at different times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; left my bedroom door open while Lexie was awake FORGETTING that I had her presents that she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; seen yet in there - unwrapped. All that she saw was her BUTTERFLY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TOY BOX&lt;/span&gt; that I got for her. By the time that she saw it.. she was so excited and walking all over that thing- She was trying to sit on the top- So cute- I will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have to get pics after her birthday of her on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-8762232276578307137?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/8762232276578307137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-lil-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/8762232276578307137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/8762232276578307137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-lil-everyday.html' title='learning a lil everyday'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-3685545946511342114</id><published>2009-09-14T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:39:40.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cry cry cry :( she feels miserable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so much for my luck. I think that I jinxed myself. Yesterday her teeth were hurting her so bad. I felt so bad for her. I put her to sleep last night because she was kinda cranky. After putting her to sleep she woke up four different times crying MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA........&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to see her in pain. I gave her some teething tablets and some pain reliever medicine. It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; seem to make any difference though. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure how tonight will be. I am hoping better- She was crying with her eyes closed while sitting up in her crib. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to be held. She just wanted the pain to go away. So, I let her stay up with me a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; while each time she woke up- But i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; tell by the way she was crying she really just needed to get some sleep-&lt;br /&gt;So, I put her in her crib and turned on a lullaby CD for her in her room :) I think that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; helped- She only woke up twice after that.&lt;br /&gt;I really think I need some better &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt; for her though. Their not too entertaining... HA. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IDK&lt;/span&gt; why they would even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt; with music like that.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure Lexie wishes that it had a little better music too. But, it was good - the best I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; help at all that shes starting to get the first signs to a cold. all night her nose was runny and it was hard for her to breathe. She hates when I wipe it- But what baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she feels better tonight. We will see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-3685545946511342114?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/3685545946511342114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/cry-cry-cry-she-feels-miserable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3685545946511342114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3685545946511342114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/cry-cry-cry-she-feels-miserable.html' title='cry cry cry :( she feels miserable.'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-5058325759591475532</id><published>2009-09-09T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:40:42.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally.. a 1st TOOTH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday I was talking with Jennifer telling her she still has no teeth. I was worried when she did get teeth how I was going to bribe her to put a tooth brush in her mouth. She said she gave Summer a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; rubber tooth brush that she would love for her gums to rub against it. She gave one to me. After getting home last night we decided to go to my moms to visit with Josh as my mom is out of town. After I got there- she was hungry. I snuck her a couple graham cracker cookies. As she was eating them- I thought.. to feel her gums for a tooth-&lt;br /&gt;NOT THINKING THERE WAS ONE ACTUALLY GOING TO BE THERE----&lt;br /&gt;sure enough ITS HARD.. I WAS LIKE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMGOOSH&lt;/span&gt;.. ?&lt;br /&gt;no way? a tooth! She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; been fussy at all yesterday- OR TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;Their is still NO DROOL.&lt;br /&gt;I am absolutely STILL in shock that she has a tooth.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER EXCITED- not sure why? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; the only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; I get out of this is to make sure her teeth are brushed- Time to go get some fluoride free toothpaste. I HOPE SHE LIKES THE REAL TOOTH BRUSH AS MUCH AS SHE LOVES THE ONE JENNIFER GAVE TO ME FOR HER TO USE. Today I got it on a video on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; of her brushing her teeth. I taught her how to rub it around all her GUMS. and she was laughing doing it for like thirty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. She carried that thing everywhere I would let her. Then I thought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; probably not the best thing for her to carry around with her... EASY TO LOSE. One of the kids already took off with the case that it goes in. not a big surprise..... It looked like something the kids would like to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today me and johnny took her to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Walgreen's&lt;/span&gt; to fill one of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Johnny's&lt;/span&gt; prescriptions. AS we walked around the store and waited we went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; isle to look at costumes.. Johnny tried a few scary looking ones on. Lexie was looking at him like she was scared to death- We let her play with the long mustache on one of them - She backed away- Then, Johnny tried the scariest one on and she jumped backwards and cried.. It was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to get her to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with Halloween. Now, It kinda looks like she might be scared of it- I hope not. I wonder where kids get there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt; from. Since shes been little there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; been any reason for her to be scared of masks.. I guess they just look scary. I hope she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; feel that way about the Easter Bunny... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Atleast&lt;/span&gt; his eyes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; pop out of his head. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-5058325759591475532?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/5058325759591475532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-tooth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5058325759591475532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5058325759591475532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-tooth.html' title='finally.. a 1st TOOTH.'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-614611740767804273</id><published>2009-09-08T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:41:44.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loves to kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The other day she was playing with a puppy and I told her to kiss the puppy- She kept going &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MMMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...WA... AND KISSES THE PUPPY EXCITEDLY. she loved it- Now anytime I tell her to kiss something She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; hesitate and kisses it 300 times. Well, Maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lil&lt;/span&gt; bit of an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exaggeration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny - when I tell her to give her mommy or daddy kisses She will go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MMMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; until she gets to my lips and open her mouth.. SHES HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got up when she cried to feed her (usually her only bottle of the day.) After she napped a few hours later- We got up and played with her toys in her room for a little while Until her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pawpaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Johnny's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dad) came over to help Johnny fix our door. I think she enjoyed his company. And sometimes I think she says papa. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Maybe shes talking about him- And.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I figured she was about to get hungry so I got some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;strawberrys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out that I cut up in halves a couple days ago- GOOD THINK I DID :) She loved them and ate EVERY SINGLE STRAWBERRY--- OK.. she may have let me eat 3.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she would swallow a strawberry she would yell at me until I gave her another - I tried to teach her to say PLEASE and THANK YOU instead of SCREAMING at me to get what she wants-&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she tries to say thank you- I know what she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sure nobody else would though. She kinda says TU TU. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... But I cant get to attempt a PLEASE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Later, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came over to play- They had a fun play date (as usual) I was trying to put them in her room to play together- They &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seem to like that idea too much- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Johnny's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fathers paint brushes seemed a lot funner for them to play with. I think we need some kind of gate that I can put up to keep her in her room - ?? Amber said &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rylee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go for that. I wonder if Lexie would- Shes a little bit younger-- a little bit more adaptable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-614611740767804273?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/614611740767804273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/loves-to-kiss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/614611740767804273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/614611740767804273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/loves-to-kiss.html' title='loves to kiss'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-6710553526582834503</id><published>2009-09-04T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:24:37.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trying out milk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LEXIE LOVES HER BLANKET &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;FROM&lt;/span&gt; HER LOLLY AND POPS :)&lt;br /&gt;I went in the room after her nap and she was standing there with the blanket over each shoulder- She was so cute- But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;- By the time that I got the camera and got a decent picture- The blanket had fallen. I still LOVE IT though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SqHD6Hp0wuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VIB0Yg3syNA/s1600-h/hayyy+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377794833311384290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SqHD6Hp0wuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VIB0Yg3syNA/s320/hayyy+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Shes still just 11 months- and Amber tells me to try giving her milk- LEXIE loves to steel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RYLEES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;cup with SOY MILK in it. It tastes a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lil&lt;/span&gt; sweet - so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have been trying to limit her to one bottle a day. I decided to try giving her some skim milk that amber had- Amber said she would like it- For some reason I said she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She was excited thinking it was apple juice- AND SHE DRANK IT. and HATED IT.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She kept putting it down- and making a sour face. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I kept giving it to her during the day while she was thirsty hoping she would like it more. But, - NO LUCK so far - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I will keep trying. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She has also been throwing little temper tantrums when shes sleepy. She hates it when she is so into something- and I will grab her and bring her inside and she will flip out CRYING KICKING AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SCEAMING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I usually just put her in her crib with her blanket and shut the light off and the sweet angel sticks her thunb in her mouth and falls right asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I can't believe her birthday is so soon :) I have decided I want to have her party at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Chester&lt;/span&gt; frost park because I think more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will come. maybe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know. But a cook out sounds great to me. and a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pinata&lt;/span&gt; party for the older kids. and LEXIE can play in the park for awhile. open presents- and call it a party :) I have no idea who will come .. Most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;flaky&lt;/span&gt;- We will see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-6710553526582834503?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/6710553526582834503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-out-milk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6710553526582834503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6710553526582834503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-out-milk.html' title='trying out milk.'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SqHD6Hp0wuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VIB0Yg3syNA/s72-c/hayyy+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-4613394691616633721</id><published>2009-09-02T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:17:06.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STANDING BY HERSELF... A LONG TIME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today I went to my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; dads house. (he just told me to add an adjective before DAD)&lt;br /&gt;Right when we walked in I put her down- standing......... and she stood for 30 seconds BY HERSELF. She knew she was standing by herself. and she was standing there with a BIG smile on her face- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Too&lt;/span&gt; bad I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; get it on camera- I never have my camera when I actually need it. She was so proud of herself- before falling down. ha.&lt;br /&gt;My dad was VERY excited that he got to see her (pretty much for the first time)&lt;br /&gt;She wont do it again- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure what put her in the mood to show off for me. I am just hoping that she wants to show off for her daddy when she gets home. HA.&lt;br /&gt;Right now she is spending some time with Jennifer- and hopefully Summer will wake up soon and get to play with her before we leave here.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier we were in the living room watching her play with a talking book. and the book said HAPPY. and she said happy. WE ALL HEARD HER. she tries to play us like she cant talk.. ha.&lt;br /&gt;BUT she is smarter then she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chooses&lt;/span&gt; to let me believe. I think she likes being my BIG baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-4613394691616633721?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/4613394691616633721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/standing-by-herself-long-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4613394691616633721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4613394691616633721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/09/standing-by-herself-long-time.html' title='STANDING BY HERSELF... A LONG TIME.'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-6106542314854188222</id><published>2009-08-27T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:44:14.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye... lexie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lexie is now walking all around the house in her push walker. She also feels more and more comfortable holding on to my hand with one of her hands and getting to where she wants to go.&lt;br /&gt;I met my friend heather at our apt office because she was there to fill out an application. So, I brought Lexie over there to play with him for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while.. HES 6 MONTHS OLD and BIGGER AND LONGER THEN LEXIE.. i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; believe it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. any chunkiness that she used to have - she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have any more. When they were leaving I told &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie&lt;/span&gt; to say Bye Bye yo Caleb- and she waved at him.. and smiled ") I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know that she knew how to do that.. sometimes she does it- But she actually knows what it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;means&lt;/span&gt;. So. it kind of surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take her to get her 11 month pics today. I hope that she does better then last month. I made it for a later time- so hopefully shes not sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;i STILL have NO ideas for her birthday.. anyone have any???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-6106542314854188222?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/6106542314854188222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/08/bye-bye-lexie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6106542314854188222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6106542314854188222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/08/bye-bye-lexie.html' title='bye bye... lexie'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-642090759027422007</id><published>2009-08-24T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:52:36.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SpKbXWoITWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FmY9CfvvsEA/s1600-h/amandaspics+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373528130919615842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SpKbXWoITWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FmY9CfvvsEA/s320/amandaspics+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SpKbXMDL-wI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GmlNAQZ66Uc/s1600-h/amandaspics+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373528128080313090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SpKbXMDL-wI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GmlNAQZ66Uc/s320/amandaspics+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Lexie is now 11 months. I cant believe in less then a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;month&lt;/span&gt; will be her birthday and i still have NO IDEAS on what to do for it.. I need to make some invitations. I just cant decide what to do.. I was thinking of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; one with my friends baby is 2 days younger then Lexie.. But I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; talked t o her in awhile... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HMM&lt;/span&gt; i think i need to get on the ball :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, Lexie will be walking in NO TIME. She now will stand by herself.. She used to be too scared to try. Also. she walks all around the house with the walker. When i hold her hands and walk her around the house. She basically can do it herself.. she just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; think that she can do it without something to hold on to. So, we will see how long it takes her to start walking I am excited. - also dreading it.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bought a new couch. and i really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want it getting sticky and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;germy&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. so.. i will have to stick to her using her high chair to eat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;EVERY TIME&lt;/span&gt;.. no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;More&lt;/span&gt; drink spilling.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-642090759027422007?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/642090759027422007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/08/almost-walking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/642090759027422007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/642090759027422007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/08/almost-walking.html' title='almost walking'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SpKbXWoITWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FmY9CfvvsEA/s72-c/amandaspics+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-4956811971863263052</id><published>2009-08-12T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:39:10.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 mnths and growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SoOQr21ardI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zIziQqVWLZ8/s1600-h/l_5d91104d785f49efab53e367b928a949.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369294263884099026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SoOQr21ardI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zIziQqVWLZ8/s320/l_5d91104d785f49efab53e367b928a949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;fell asleep on the floor- haha. she must have been tired :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SoOQdZ8TyoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JcabWrocySQ/s1600-h/amandaspics+442.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369294015610210946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SoOQdZ8TyoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JcabWrocySQ/s320/amandaspics+442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;well- i havent updated lately- Because i tried a cpl days ago and for sum reason it was telling me that this website was no longer a website.. very strange. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Back to lexie. I went to get her ten mnth pics recently. I wld say besides when she was a newborn and wldnt her open her eyes for me for the camera- this was the hardest that she had ever been. I Ijust happened to schedule an apt for a day that she was CRANKY the entire day- so all she wld do was cry.. THe pics werent good at all. I got some very cute CRYING pics though. .haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She now says UH OH. i taught her when u drop sumthing on accident- u say UH OH! so .. she now says it all the time.. very much over uses the word- But she deffinately knows what it means. we were sitting together on the couch- and she kept dropping her bottle off the couch and saying UH OH and laughing. It was so cute :) shes growwing up so fast.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I still try to get her to walk on her own more- she still wont do it.. shes back to thinking that she cant walk unless she holds BOTH my hands... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, I started working a cpl days ago. I missed her so much. and she was only away for twelve hrs..and i gotta go bak in the mrning and be away from her again :( I couldnt imagine being a full time Mom all the time. and Not Being my daughters primary person that she goes to ;)&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on her room a lot lately- It is looking GREAT! Forr some reason.. the only person that doesnt seem to notice- is the one thats room it is ... haaha.. I am going crazzy with it though - I have fell in love with stuff for her room on ebay- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" border="0" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She has butterflies all over her room now- Now all i am waiting for is the letters that go on her wall. I am so excited.. its going to look so great when im done with it. Im thhinking that I really hope to one day soon have a bigger room for her- Its running out of room for everything that I want to do to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, today lexie crawled all the way our steps outside- before i got up there. and she was knocking on Dales door for like 10 seconds :) haha.. Good thing the neighbor was obviously sleeping and didnt come to the door :)&lt;/span&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/5076228084166331073-4956811971863263052?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/4956811971863263052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-mnths-and-growing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4956811971863263052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4956811971863263052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-mnths-and-growing.html' title='10 mnths and growing'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SoOQr21ardI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zIziQqVWLZ8/s72-c/l_5d91104d785f49efab53e367b928a949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-2654198127641429786</id><published>2009-07-14T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:28:53.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mY bAbY gOt StUnG By A BEEE :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SlzGo4FPELI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RHwopYKEV80/s1600-h/amandaspics+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358376062215458994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SlzGo4FPELI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RHwopYKEV80/s320/amandaspics+282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEXIE SPENDING TIME WITH HER UNCLE JOSH AND JAYCEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SlzGRXudbII/AAAAAAAAAE4/u0CLnixMrmg/s1600-h/amandaspics+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358375658393005186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SlzGRXudbII/AAAAAAAAAE4/u0CLnixMrmg/s320/amandaspics+212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lexie and her cousin Jaycee &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leelan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SlzF_Gc_6SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CW-XF_d9ky8/s1600-h/amandaspics+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358375344518719778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SlzF_Gc_6SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CW-XF_d9ky8/s320/amandaspics+200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were outside visiting with our neighbors, Jake, Amber, and her best friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt;. I was holding Lexie in my arms when a big hornet landed on her neck. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what to do... FREAK OUT. was the first thing that came to mind. As I tried to swat the bee away, it was not moving. When &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jake&lt;/span&gt; tried, instead of flying away.. it chose to sting her.. I felt so bad. Even with her in my arms.. I could not protect her.. She cried and finally caught her breath. About 5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later she was fine. They told me that if I put tobacco on her sting it would make the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sting&lt;/span&gt; go away. I had never heard of that before. But it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; seemed to work :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is getting sillier and sillier by the day.. She loves to crawl up the steps to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee's&lt;/span&gt; house and hold on to the bars &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;standing&lt;/span&gt; up dancing-- even if their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; any music! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-2654198127641429786?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/2654198127641429786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-baby-got-stung-by-bee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2654198127641429786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2654198127641429786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-baby-got-stung-by-bee.html' title='mY bAbY gOt StUnG By A BEEE :('/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SlzGo4FPELI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RHwopYKEV80/s72-c/amandaspics+282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-6986701854752614936</id><published>2009-07-06T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:41:46.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>say bye bye to cookie,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lexie acts like shes understanding more words lately. She has learned how to clap.. She gets so excited when I clap my hands and say CLAP CLAP CLAP- and shell laugh and laugh and try to say CLAP ... shes adorable : )&lt;br /&gt;She loves to take baths. She thinks its funny when i lay her down in the bathtub- and after i put the shampoo on her head- ill try to rinse it out with mmy hands - She'll laugh at me... and everytime I put my hand up to wash it off she Pushes my hand down and laughs at me. . Shes so cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;Fourth oF July was the other day.. WE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO see FIREWRKS. so im not sure if Lexie was going to be scared or enjoy them. We did light some sparklerss. and she loved it.&lt;br /&gt;We just got rid of Lexies first puppy. She seemed to really like her when we bought her for her. The dog was just reallly annoying at night- she wouldnt let me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Now that the puppies gone (and deff missed) Lexie doesnt seem to act like she realizes shes gone.. she still goes to the place the dogs food used to sit... She loved to Hurry over there and put dog food in her mouth before i noticed. HA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-6986701854752614936?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/6986701854752614936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/07/sh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6986701854752614936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6986701854752614936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/07/sh.html' title='say bye bye to cookie,'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-6871352253101072641</id><published>2009-06-28T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:44:02.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby oil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday We had a cookout at my moms house. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie&lt;/span&gt; went swimming. She enjoyed it. After going swimming she acted tired so i put her into my moms bed for a nap. About 30 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later i went in there and she was sitting up playing with The blankets. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not sure if she ever made it to a nap. So. I changed her diaper and I put her in the sun room while i went outside, (BC I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think outside was the best thing for her.. It was supposed to be like 100 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; degrees yesterday.. So, when I made it back into the SUN ROOM &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; Had a WHOLE bottle of BABY OIL POURED ALL OVER HER . WOW... I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; imagine... after giving her a bath-- She is VERY SOFT.. and.. her hair still looked wet last night before putting her to bed. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; g&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; some pictures. I will have to post later when I get it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-6871352253101072641?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/6871352253101072641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-oil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6871352253101072641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/6871352253101072641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-oil.html' title='baby oil'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-822168798160558873</id><published>2009-06-21T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:23:32.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months today :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about 3 days ago I was running upstairs to ambers house. and lexie saw me going up there. so she decided to follow me. She went up about 6 steps!  I didnt know that she could do that! Shes growing soo fast. Now, she needs to learn how to walk, its getting hard to carry her everywhere we go. Shes getting so heavy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 days ago i was in the walmrt parking lot driving to wal mart.. and they were giving away puppies so oi stopped and figured lexie would LOVE HER. so I decided to take her and sell her in a few days. .Now, we have fallen in love with her. Im not sure what im going to do about that.. This morning, i woke up and was watching lexie. I needed to take a shower before her daddy was awake so i put lexie in her room to play and i put the dog in the living room- that way they are seperated while im gone.. the dog doesnt do much moving yet - When i got out of the bathroom Lexie had crawled all the way into the living room and was playing with the dog! it was so adorable :  )  I tell lexie to give the puppy kisses and she leans forward to kiss him.- But she doesnt know how to pucker her lips yet- very cute : -)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was fathers day, we started the day by going to my moms. We were having a Family cook out for fathers day. Lexie loves cheese burgers. She really just loves anything that I give her. She had fun with Jaycee (her cousin she NEVER gets to see) Ryan and Alyssa. We went swimming, took some pictures. And visited with the family, Later went to Johnnys fathers house to give him a card for fathers day. Afterwards we picked up her Aunty Sydney and Uncle Josh. and went to my dad and jennifers house. That was fun. Jennifer cooked a little Chicken dinner- and fed Lexie Baby food. We enjoyed the time with summer. Lexie decided to knock over a drink that was FULL all over the kitchen floor after i walked  past the cup. Not very mch fun to pick it all up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-822168798160558873?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/822168798160558873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/9-months-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/822168798160558873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/822168798160558873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/9-months-today.html' title='9 months today :)'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-3432203993304085606</id><published>2009-06-17T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:54:16.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lexies window experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The other day i was outside with my dad, Lexie, and Johnny looking at the car after somebody came and looked at the Taurus and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; buy it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; my car &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; shift into drive. I had to buy something for my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;break&lt;/span&gt; lights. My dad came over to help me fix it. While he was in the front seat trying to put the part in, my arms were getting tired so i put her in the backseat of the car and closed the door. she stood up in the seat And Kept ramming her head into the window and laughing.. it was so funny! She did it about 20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and laughing afterwards that I had to put my hand &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of her forehead so she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; quit. It was hilarious- it was too bad that i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have a video camera &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attached&lt;/span&gt; to me .. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAhahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-3432203993304085606?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/3432203993304085606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/lexies-window.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3432203993304085606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3432203993304085606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/lexies-window.html' title='Lexies window experiment'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-4599158902097641777</id><published>2009-06-15T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:52:28.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>talking more sounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SjbYwgh80SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/D1UsEYuY0n4/s1600-h/amandaspics+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347699935426695458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SjbYwgh80SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/D1UsEYuY0n4/s320/amandaspics+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TODAY lexie has been talking a lot more then usual. She has been saying a lot more sounds and babbeling on and on about them. Today in her crib she was talking so loud in there happily to her stuffed animals... crawling everywhere, she has now managed to get into the kitchen.. Oh NO! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today Lexie discovered that she could clap with her hands too! so She would imitate me as she clapped her hands happily. She also has been getting the hang of HIGH FIVE AND LoW FIVE :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, during eating Sonic, When lexie wanted more she would say MAMA MAMA hahah. She laughed at johnny when he said what about DADDY ? i've been trying to teach her sounds when she wants more... she says MMMMM. hahahha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shes so sweet!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5076228084166331073-4599158902097641777?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/4599158902097641777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/talking-more-sounds.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4599158902097641777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4599158902097641777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/talking-more-sounds.html' title='talking more sounds'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SjbYwgh80SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/D1UsEYuY0n4/s72-c/amandaspics+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-2317720975245972428</id><published>2009-06-12T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:54:15.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLAMING HOTT CHEETOS  : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;Lexie is getting more exciting everyday! the last few days she has REALLY been on the GO.. and moving to bigger and better things then what I put in front of her to play with. She CRAWLS to put things in her mouth, get into things shes not supposed to get into, and SPILLING DRINKS.. IT AMUSES HER. So, On to.. WATCHING HER ALL THE TIME :) never getting to go have trips in the other rooms, cleaning, without having somebody to watch her..&lt;br /&gt;It's exciting to know what interests her . " )&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to the condo and visited my dad, after a LONG HOT DAY AT THE JUNK YARD. Lexie played with her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Auntie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Summer's&lt;/span&gt; Elmo doll. It talks, sits down, stands up, and when it falls down it says,"Pick me back up!" She was just chewing on him and laughing at him. I think I might have been more amused then she was !&lt;br /&gt;Today in the car on the way to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arbys&lt;/span&gt; her Uncle Josh gave her FLAMING HOT Cheetos.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; surprisingly, She LOVED THEM! ate them all up. and made a HUGE MESS All Over her fingers and her mouth .. I should have taken Pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-2317720975245972428?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/2317720975245972428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/flaming-hott-cheetos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2317720975245972428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2317720975245972428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/flaming-hott-cheetos.html' title='FLAMING HOTT CHEETOS  : )'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-2073093034142280213</id><published>2009-06-07T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:59:41.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Mobile Now</title><content type='html'>A couple days ago, I put  Lexie down for a nap and she slept for about 2 hours. And when I went into her room to put away clothes, she was standing up in her crib for the first time  and smiling at me as if to say, "look at me, Mommy!" So now she is starting to crawl around on the floor too, heading straight to objects she wants to play with or eat. My mom (Lexie's grandma) was babysitting last night and Lexie crawled all the way across the room FAST in order to get a bite of the ice cream she was eating. She kept wanting to put her hands in the bowl of ice cream, so Grandma just kept feeding a few more bites to her. She's getting around good, sitting up good, and pulling herself to standmore and more.  She is a lot of fun now....more than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-2073093034142280213?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/2073093034142280213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/very-mobile-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2073093034142280213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2073093034142280213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/very-mobile-now.html' title='Very Mobile Now'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-1055635508114131312</id><published>2009-06-03T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:45:01.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 And A HALF MNTHS</title><content type='html'>WOW! shes FINALLY SCOOTING! Today sHe started to look at stuff and TAKE OFF FOR IT! I was holding something to eat on the bed. And she saw it and scooted over to it and grabbed it AND ATE IT.. ! Before i had known it... she was crawlin to things she sees that she thinks is COOOL.&lt;br /&gt;She LOVES TO WALK..&lt;br /&gt;She finally got over her ear and eye infection that she had.. The dr doesnt know what could be wrong...&lt;br /&gt;She can also FLIP FROM HER STOMACH TO A SITTING POSITION!.&lt;br /&gt;Today We shared some KFC!-- fried chicken and mashed potatos.. She loved them :) I wish i Had taken some pics to share with you !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-1055635508114131312?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/1055635508114131312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-and-half-mnths.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/1055635508114131312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/1055635508114131312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-and-half-mnths.html' title='8 And A HALF MNTHS'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-2927881978858933511</id><published>2009-05-23T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:57:00.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY 8 MONTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FINALLY 8 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;months&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is talking more then ever. She loves to just play happily and hear all the different sounds she can make with her mouth.. She loves to say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BLA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BLA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BLA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BLA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BLA&lt;/span&gt;, MA MA MA MA MA, BA BA BA BA, YA YA YA, But.... still no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DADADDADAD&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Johnnys&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; bit jealous. So, we have been working with it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to a birthday party. Lexie loved the cookie cake, and the ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Shes just like her MOMMY :)&lt;br /&gt;She always &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tries&lt;/span&gt; to grab stuff and pull up. She loves when anybody will help her stand up and help her get to her destination by walking.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have always thought that shes not ticklish. But, I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; mistaken.... TODAY I tried to tickle her feet and she laughed SO HARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MoMMy&lt;/span&gt; and daddy started working at a painting job... So I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get as much time as I would like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; Lexie. I miss her while shes gone.. its like a different lifestyle. Its funny.. I felt free when i went to work and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have her.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I miss her greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; ever ask for anything or anyone to come along in my life that makes me happier then she does. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-2927881978858933511?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/2927881978858933511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-8-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2927881978858933511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2927881978858933511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-8-months.html' title='FINALLY 8 MONTHS'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-8768828951473706869</id><published>2009-05-17T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:58:57.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMOST 8 MONTHS !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/ShCttgTQLNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xU0GxJk7Pl8/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336956555710442706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/ShCttgTQLNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xU0GxJk7Pl8/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/ShCttdXAsjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Dv0DGDtsO7M/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336956554920899122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/ShCttdXAsjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Dv0DGDtsO7M/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;She is getting bigger and bigger EVERY DAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee's&lt;/span&gt; Birthday party and we were practicing more and more with holding her hands and walking around the house. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;She does&lt;/span&gt; it VERY GOOD the past 2 days. And she gets so excited when she stands up on her own. I stood her up and let go of her hands and she stood on her own for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 3 seconds.. and then fell down. I am practicing it with her more and more.. so we will see what happens! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so exited.. shes getting so BIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Today I cleaned up her room and reorganized it... Including lowering the bed... so that she cant stand up and fall out.. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; holding onto the top f the bed and would stand up and BUST OUT LAUGHING.. she loved it! It was the cutest thing ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5076228084166331073-8768828951473706869?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/8768828951473706869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-8-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/8768828951473706869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/8768828951473706869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-8-months.html' title='ALMOST 8 MONTHS !'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/ShCttgTQLNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xU0GxJk7Pl8/s72-c/059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-4343098799046551876</id><published>2009-05-01T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:38:25.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY 7 MONTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a walk on the beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvRpv_yXSI/AAAAAAAAADw/q1fuwVWlHAo/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331085099111963938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvRpv_yXSI/AAAAAAAAADw/q1fuwVWlHAo/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DADDY AND LEXIE RIDING THE MARY GO ROUND :) as u can see. she liked it.. A LOT! .. so much we road it twice in a row ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvRpg06nzI/AAAAAAAAADo/fkuL82_oc_M/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331085095039835954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvRpg06nzI/AAAAAAAAADo/fkuL82_oc_M/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie&lt;/span&gt; .. and her cousin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lacey&lt;/span&gt;. went FISHING :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvRpOV6XjI/AAAAAAAAADg/3qmCOfdt8gM/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331085090077957682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvRpOV6XjI/AAAAAAAAADg/3qmCOfdt8gM/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they were eating lemons. LEXIE KEPT MAKING FUNNY FACES-- But always came back for more :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvPQ2Ki_LI/AAAAAAAAADY/wl8LCkm-TDY/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331082472247721138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvPQ2Ki_LI/AAAAAAAAADY/wl8LCkm-TDY/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lexie and her friend destiny (2 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt; apart) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvPQsKtNPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EC6rIsa9nok/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331082469564036338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvPQsKtNPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EC6rIsa9nok/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;time to eat the sand??????????????? N&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OOOOO&lt;/span&gt;! but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what she thought! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvO_tMdQoI/AAAAAAAAADI/HIM70FPF3GE/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331082177782039170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvO_tMdQoI/AAAAAAAAADI/HIM70FPF3GE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; wrote in awhile. I guess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; i see her everyday I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel like shes really doing anything new.. But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure to other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; if they see her.. They would notice how much shes grown and all the stuff that she does now.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is rolling all around! she does more tummy time.. But she would always rather be sitting or standing. Usually when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to sit her down she straightens her legs so its hard for me to sit her down. Shes adorable ! I have been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to practice steps with her. But she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; grasp the concept yet. I put her in her walker and she can only walk backwards. Maybe she just needs to fall a couple times to grasp the idea that she needs to step. and get balance on one leg. I try not to always be right beside her and help her do every LITTLE thing... Because I feel like maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why she HATES Tummy time. Because when she would cry I would just turn her over.. I guess a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; crying never hurt anyone though. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went to the beach this month AND SHE LOVED IT! we tried to walk in the sand. So she could feel the beach waves on her feet. I sat her in the sand.. and all she wanted to do was EAT IT.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt; why she thinks sand tastes good! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She has been around other babies a lot too this month. I am trying to raise her to share. And so far shes done pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;goood&lt;/span&gt; :) But sometimes when she wants something she WANTS IT NOW. But usually it only takes her a couple seconds to realize that crying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; getting her anywhere so she gets over it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She loves to EAT! she loves ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING THAT I GIVE TO HER. Besides.. juice.. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; seem to care for it that much. She would rather just have a bottle. Maybe I dilute it too much? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She still wont go to the crawling position. The closest that she gets to it is when i sit her down she will put her hands down and attempt to crawl.. But, she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; get anywhere with her feet being under her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She laughs more and more everyday. and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; sleep NEARLY as often as she used to. Shes pretty much awake all day long. She takes a couple short naps.. But when its bedtime at night time SHES SO HAPPY TO GO TO SLEEP and she will SLEEP FOR HOURS :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shes wonderful :) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; usually up by 8 anyways. and she gets up after me. usually. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-4343098799046551876?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/4343098799046551876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-7-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4343098799046551876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4343098799046551876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-7-months.html' title='FINALLY 7 MONTHS'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SfvRpv_yXSI/AAAAAAAAADw/q1fuwVWlHAo/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-7298466072801487446</id><published>2009-04-07T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:08:13.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wheres mommys brain at?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well when Lexie turned 6 months old. She was sick throwing up. We took her to the Dr and they told us to give her pedialyte. And she threw up longer then usual. But, after about two wks.. shes Back to smiling all the time and playing! She does tummy time for longer periods of time but still would prefer sitting up anyday :) She still doesnt like her passie.. Its grreeat bc everytime i go out.. i dont have to think about her passie. But when i put her to sleep. its a lil harder.. BC i cant juss stick her passie in her mouth and expect her to be ok. Sometimes she goes straight to sleep. But sometimes she cries herself to sleep. She will fall asleep on me now a lot though. If were out and about and I can just rock her to sleep. WHICH MAKES THINGS WAAAY EASIER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She holds her bottle very well. Sometimes, she would rather act like a baby and have somebody hold it though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A couple days ago we took Lexie Easter Egg hunting. It was right before her nap time though. So, she wasnt very happy the entire time. She just wanted to go to bed. She lasted til the end though. But then when all the kids played together she fell asleep. But we got some pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me and Johnny took her to see the easter bunny today. :)' She loved him. HUGE SMILES :) I get her all dressed in her easter clothes. and sit her on his lap, pull my camera out, and it wont turn on because i forgot my battery in its charger at home plugged into the wall! HaHaHa. Yeah? where's mommys brain at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-7298466072801487446?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/7298466072801487446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/04/wheres-mommys-brain-at.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7298466072801487446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7298466072801487446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/04/wheres-mommys-brain-at.html' title='wheres mommys brain at?'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-1442171318932573046</id><published>2009-03-16T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:53:27.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regular oatmeal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sb6z-Ksjn2I/AAAAAAAAADA/l5NII43uUuw/s1600-h/valentinesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313882490948263778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sb6z-Ksjn2I/AAAAAAAAADA/l5NII43uUuw/s320/valentinesday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, the other day Johny went to the hospital because his blood sugar was over 800. I wanted to stay the night there at the hospital with him. So i asked Jennifer if she would baby sit. and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ofcourse&lt;/span&gt;, shes ALWAYS happy to baby sit her :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She said that she was an angel :) I love to hear that. So, She also told me that she told my dad to watch her for a couple minutes and she told him to make her a bottle and put some oatmeal in with it. So, when she comes back she looks at the bottle and theirs a bunch of stuff at the bottom of the bottle. She asked him about it. And he put REGULAR PEOPLE oatmeal in her bottle! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahahhaahahahaaha&lt;/span&gt;. Hes funny :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, anyways. Lexie is now laughing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hysterically&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The other day in the hospital room. We had some bonding time. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; stop laughing! shes finally ticklish. I think? I kept tickling her arm pits. and She loved it. She loves to be talked to. She loves when i hold her. She also loves when i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roll&lt;/span&gt; her around across the room. She still wont do it herself though. I have been trying to do it. hoping that it would give her some motivation to do it herself! Shes sleeping now though, So I cant try tummy time again. I really think she will just skip the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rolling&lt;/span&gt; over and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;crawling&lt;/span&gt; and just start walking? Just because she hates it so much! She still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; attempt to roll over. She just fusses til I pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;I have now started giving her graduate bite puffs. I have to break them in half and give them to her. Or she has a little trouble! she likes them though. I like the regular ones better though. Less mess. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She also has began to play with other babies. and Ryan. The other day She was passing the graduate bites from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; to her.. to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; to her. And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;playing&lt;/span&gt; with her with the keys. shed grab them and give them back. Shes pretty good with sharing..... SO FAR...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, shes almost six months old ! I cant wait to go to her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt; appointment the 20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;! and find out how much she weighs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-1442171318932573046?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/1442171318932573046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/03/regular-oatmeal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/1442171318932573046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/1442171318932573046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/03/regular-oatmeal.html' title='regular oatmeal?'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/Sb6z-Ksjn2I/AAAAAAAAADA/l5NII43uUuw/s72-c/valentinesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-7507616438400136418</id><published>2009-03-07T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:42:31.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY PPPRETTY BABY :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SbLMy4Jz3SI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hDxTwwq0Dlg/s1600-h/ridin+bike..+she+ddint+like+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310532085062294818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SbLMy4Jz3SI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hDxTwwq0Dlg/s320/ridin+bike..+she+ddint+like+it.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SbLMylEgQaI/AAAAAAAAACw/ijCyLgNHPOU/s1600-h/really+didint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310532079939764642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SbLMylEgQaI/AAAAAAAAACw/ijCyLgNHPOU/s320/really+didint.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; ,, she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; quite like the bike :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexies&lt;/span&gt; FINALLY starting to sit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;she started doing it good about three days ago :) She sits up for a long time.. but starts to arch her back when getting tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;She still wont roll over though because she still HATES being on her belly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;The other day she fell asleep on my leg though :) very adorable. she never does that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;I took her to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt; the other day. and they weighed and measured her and they said that shes only on the 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile!!! i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think that i believe that though... So I decided &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not writing it in her baby book until i go again. when shes six months.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOON&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-7507616438400136418?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/7507616438400136418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-pppretty-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7507616438400136418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7507616438400136418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-pppretty-baby.html' title='MY PPPRETTY BABY :)'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SbLMy4Jz3SI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hDxTwwq0Dlg/s72-c/ridin+bike..+she+ddint+like+it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-1192390000816728654</id><published>2009-02-22T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:01:15.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>september 20th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SaHhAbIUtlI/AAAAAAAAACY/k0haAVk1QCI/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305769233418073682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SaHhAbIUtlI/AAAAAAAAACY/k0haAVk1QCI/s320/cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie&lt;/span&gt; was acting so much bigger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;one day before she was finally FIVE MONTHS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We were sitting there playing together. and she starts mimicking what i did! It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; exciting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;First she was throwing her hand at me MULTIPLE TIMES over and over and over again. Like, she was playing high five.... And then i was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blowing&lt;/span&gt; out with my mouth.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; noises. so she did it too !So, we just did that for like thirty min like it was a game! it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cute! shes getting to the "FUN stage" now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;She just sits there and laughs about all day. Shes so entertained at the littlest stuff. Shes been so happy lately..&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; WANT HER TO START TEETHING SOON :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yesterday was my cousins &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christina's&lt;/span&gt; birthday so we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shane's&lt;/span&gt; rib shack..&lt;br /&gt;She sat very well in a high chair.. and at the end of the meal me and johnny decided to giver her a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; piece of cake and ice cream. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get a great picture of it. But it was fun.. She liked it... not as much as she likes those watery &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Popsicles&lt;/span&gt; though ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-1192390000816728654?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/1192390000816728654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/02/september-20th.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/1192390000816728654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/1192390000816728654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/02/september-20th.html' title='september 20th!'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SaHhAbIUtlI/AAAAAAAAACY/k0haAVk1QCI/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-7213512443653407082</id><published>2009-02-15T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:07:28.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 degrees!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SZjtrVQ8kpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YXLnOfypUyw/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303249889927139986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SZjtrVQ8kpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YXLnOfypUyw/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her valentines present from josh!&lt;br /&gt;she also got a bear from her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;auntie&lt;/span&gt; summer! Which I still need to get pics of : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SZjtrfEu0vI/AAAAAAAAACI/LbEVcc7CwWA/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303249892560261874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SZjtrfEu0vI/AAAAAAAAACI/LbEVcc7CwWA/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she loves to stand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SZjtU3ODveI/AAAAAAAAACA/R_3Jj1nkXVM/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303249503904841186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SZjtU3ODveI/AAAAAAAAACA/R_3Jj1nkXVM/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her and ELMO! so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sweeet&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Lexie had a rash underneath her neck. She never puts her head up, so I never realized she had a rash from when the milk comes out of the bottle. It smelled a little Bit. I gave her a bath. and now i will def have to be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; careful about when stuff falls underneath her chub roll! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;. i felt so bad for her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure what was wrong with her... but no matter what i did... she would not go to sleep. she screamed and screamed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fighting&lt;/span&gt; her sleep for about a hr and a half.. so.. I put her in the bath to calm her down. and she finally smiled at me twice in the bath tub. I tried to keep her in there as long as possible so that she would forget about her problem.. and I got her out. put sleep better lotion on her.Dressed her. and she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remembered&lt;/span&gt; to start crying again all of a sudden. so, i rocked her to sleep for about five min. and she woke up about twenty min later and finally decided she would sleep in her crib. She slept for like 6 hrs after that! she sure is sleeping a lot lately! I check on her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 3 times during her naps. I'm sure &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; overboard.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She when she woke up she felt a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; bit warm. I took her temperature. and It was 100 degrees! so, i called her new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;.. that she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; seen yet. and they said since she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; seen her that she cant go there on the weekends or something? i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;don't know&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; understand. But, they said that they would tell somebody who i could see to give me a call back. And they never called. Luckily it just got better on its own! I took her temperature a little later and it was back to normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today she went to the movies for the first time! I thought that she would do pretty good. But, She started screaming right when i sat down.. I fed her.. and the bottle was gone. so johnny went down to get her formula out of the car. And by the time he got back with it she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even want it anymore. She never realizes shes full til after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; over eats.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then her uncle josh held her and she finally fell asleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;next time, i think i will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ask&lt;/span&gt; someone if they would like to baby sit ! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure it would make MOVIES a lot easier :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-7213512443653407082?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/7213512443653407082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/02/100.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7213512443653407082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7213512443653407082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/02/100.html' title='100 degrees!'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SZjtrVQ8kpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YXLnOfypUyw/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-3930742490008201066</id><published>2009-02-08T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:20:18.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>air plane!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SY9aIPWFk8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/sqmisJ_8Qyo/s1600-h/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300554384042988482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SY9aIPWFk8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/sqmisJ_8Qyo/s320/175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SY9aIE_rgMI/AAAAAAAAABw/ma1LO6B6gU0/s1600-h/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300554381264650434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SY9aIE_rgMI/AAAAAAAAABw/ma1LO6B6gU0/s320/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SY9aH7IiKnI/AAAAAAAAABo/Ji9ltt6f3c0/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300554378617432690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SY9aH7IiKnI/AAAAAAAAABo/Ji9ltt6f3c0/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SY9aHuO1jKI/AAAAAAAAABg/BYzynTBmBJI/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300554375154207906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SY9aHuO1jKI/AAAAAAAAABg/BYzynTBmBJI/s320/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FINALLY FOUR MNTHS OLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;feb 29th- lexie went on her first airplane ride to las vegas! She was very good! it was pretty hard to get her to fall asleep though. Because her favorite place to sleep is in her crib.. But, once she finally did. She pretty much slept the entire time. We got their. and went to several places out to eat, and casinos. and we went downtown and she got to watch the tv on the top of the cieling (hard to explain unless u have been there) It was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lexie gets BIGGER AND BIGGER EACH AND EVERY DAY! its so crazy.. I cant leave her on any couches anymore because she likes to do front flips off of it. so i have to be extra careful of where and what i put her on.. She cried for her first time in vegas because her nona was holding her. and she saw me. and she wanted me to hold her.. That has never happened before then. It was a good feeling. But, also I dnt want her to be one of those bbies that are so needy and i cant leave her with anyone because she feels lke she needs me.&lt;br /&gt;She still sleeps a lot. But, Im pretty sure thats not going to last very long :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In the morning time she lays in her crib making noises- but when she sees me she starts screaming because it reminds her that shes hungry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-3930742490008201066?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/3930742490008201066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/02/air-plane.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3930742490008201066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/3930742490008201066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/02/air-plane.html' title='air plane!'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SY9aIPWFk8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/sqmisJ_8Qyo/s72-c/175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-2509861467496993938</id><published>2009-01-05T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:51:22.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SQUASH ")</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SWLo2oW2NLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yMUof-VzfEc/s1600-h/lll+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288044937730208946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SWLo2oW2NLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yMUof-VzfEc/s320/lll+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;well. i was talking with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/span&gt; a cpl days ago. and she was telling me how Lexie will stay full a lot longer and i will not have to breast feed so much if i started giving her Cereal. and baby food. She showed me her old baby book. and she started eating cereal at one month. So it made me feel a lot better about giving it to her early. Because Jennifer turned out just fine :)&lt;br /&gt;So I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wal-&lt;/span&gt;mart that night. Because they have 75% off ornaments for my tree next yr for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. and while i was there I grabbed a box of baby cereal. and one of each kind of baby food.&lt;br /&gt;The next day at work, Me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie's&lt;/span&gt; aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sydney&lt;/span&gt; fed her. We mixed her squash baby food with cereal. and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie&lt;/span&gt; LOVED It.. at first she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; quite understand what to do with it once it got in her mouth. and she did make some crazy little faces. But she loved it.&lt;br /&gt;We recorded a video of her :) I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont know&lt;/span&gt; if i can post videos on here? if anyone knows how. Let me know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like shes getting so big and growing up so fast. Today her aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bridget&lt;/span&gt; saw her and she said that shes getting a lot bigger. Because she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; seen her in about a week.&lt;br /&gt;She is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; big.. Her three month clothes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; quite fit her yet tho. But she is wearing them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been working a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; bit more and more on tummy time. But she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; really like it. She loves attention. and anytime that shes on her belly she cant see whats going on around her. So she usually cries. Sometimes i can get her in a good mood though. And she basically &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;juss&lt;/span&gt; tries to flip o&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ver&lt;/span&gt; to her back. shes done it once.. but never again..&lt;br /&gt;and the first time she rolled over. I may have helped her a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; too much. So it might not count :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5076228084166331073-2509861467496993938?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/2509861467496993938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/01/squash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2509861467496993938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/2509861467496993938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2009/01/squash.html' title='SQUASH &quot;)'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SWLo2oW2NLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yMUof-VzfEc/s72-c/lll+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-4509946684558502453</id><published>2008-12-23T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:47:12.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE MONTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;-") &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LEXIE IS THREE MONTHS&lt;/span&gt; ")-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;She turned THREE MONTHS the 21st! I actually worked that day. And my dad, Sydney, Jennifer, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ofcourse&lt;/span&gt; me.. Sang Happy birthday to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie&lt;/span&gt;.. My dad started and everyone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; kinda followed :) she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; understand what was going on I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; say though. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well. She is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;standing&lt;/span&gt; very well now when she holds onto my hands. She loves to stand up and sit up. as long as she sees and knows whats going on she is VERY HAPPY. She cant balance at all.. But her leg &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;muscle's&lt;/span&gt; seem to be pretty strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took my first shower with her. I usually just give her a bath. But today I was in the shower. My mom was out there watching Lexie. And she came in and told me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie&lt;/span&gt; pooped so she smells a little bit. so i just took her in the shower with me. She liked it.. and I thought when i got her out of the shower.. she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; cry.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; she usually does. but this time she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I do think that she enjoys being in the bath tub better. Because she smiles real Big. and kicks around..&lt;br /&gt;But shes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; extremely mad when i take her out of the shower. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Well, its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; late. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; need to go to sleep. Because if i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to get NO sleep when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lexie&lt;/span&gt; wakes up in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOMORROW IS CHRISTMAS EVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-4509946684558502453?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/4509946684558502453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2008/12/lexie-is-three-months-she-turned-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4509946684558502453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/4509946684558502453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2008/12/lexie-is-three-months-she-turned-three.html' title='THREE MONTHS'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-5986931590038997424</id><published>2008-12-17T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:08:38.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one of her firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SUnnrUQcIZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/WU2564zodyY/s1600-h/sucking+thumb+adorable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281006769426669970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SUnnrUQcIZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/WU2564zodyY/s320/sucking+thumb+adorable.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well today we went to visit josh, my brother in the hospital. Josh held her a lil bit. and she started to get just a lil bit fussy. so i laid her down in her stroller hoping maybe she would fall asleep. I put the passifier in her mouth and she was suckin on it hard. and she accidently spit it out. and replaced it with her thumb. Sucked her thumb for forever. and finally fell asleep :)... with her thumb in her mouth. This is the first time that she has ever sucked her thumb. I was so excited. Shes laughing more then ever. She loves to be tickled on her back. and she loves to be talked to. Still wakin me up every morning around 8 bc she wants her diaper changed. Just some attention. So she knows that shes loved : ) bUt she usually lets me go back to sleep. Which is always good. : )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076228084166331073-5986931590038997424?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/5986931590038997424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-of-her-firsts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5986931590038997424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/5986931590038997424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-of-her-firsts.html' title='one of her firsts'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SUnnrUQcIZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/WU2564zodyY/s72-c/sucking+thumb+adorable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076228084166331073.post-7599460195365289153</id><published>2008-12-11T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:09:37.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my new beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SUID5xtEhuI/AAAAAAAAAAo/no-chHwHmwo/s1600-h/1+month.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278786004361447138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SUID5xtEhuI/AAAAAAAAAAo/no-chHwHmwo/s320/1+month.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; done this in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; long time. i used to have one of these on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;greatestjournal&lt;/span&gt; and i forgot my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;log in&lt;/span&gt; name. and password. and lost all my blogs.. so.. i have to start over..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;life's&lt;/span&gt; changed a lot in the past year.. I was reading other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ppls&lt;/span&gt; blogs on their pregnancy. and it was so interesting. So, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; that i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; start this a lot sooner :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;My daughter Lexie is now two months old. She will be 3 months the 21st. She is the greatest thing that ever happened to me. I never realized how exciting raising a child is. But, I also never realized how much work it would be either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its so crazy how much she has already grown. And how much she still has to grow. I look at kids that are like ten years old. And its hard imagining what things are going to be like in ten years. She is going to be so much different. And, as a parent I will be going threw so many different experiences in life. Its so fun, and exciting. But, also very hard work. But, it makes me realize not to want her to grow up to fast because she will never be this little ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;She has already grown so much. She is already almost double her weight as she was when she was born. She is looking around and sitting up, and holding her head up so well now.&lt;br /&gt;She smiles, laughs, wants to play, tries to talk.&lt;br /&gt;I love every moment of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;In a way I never want her to grow up. I will miss this size and age SO much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, Lexie is sleeping right now. I like to get her to sleep at ten. So, she knows what time her bed time is. and she gets tired during that time. Its my only time that i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; get to myself. is when she goes to sleep. Her last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt; visit they told me that she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be able to sleep threw the night already. Which was TOTALLY shocking to me. I had no idea that. this early she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; do that. So. every time that she cries in the middle of the night instead of feeding her I have just been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sticking&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;passie&lt;/span&gt; in her mouth. she still wakes up like once for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;passie&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; assuming that she'll start getting used to this pretty soon :) and i can get some sleep at night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The only thing bad about putting her to sleep at ten is she only can sleep eight hrs without being fed. and being that I stay up after she goes to sleep. She wakes up at about 8 o'clock to eat. And talk. She does anything she can do to get me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;outa&lt;/span&gt; the bed and play with her. She is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a morning baby. every morning she wakes up and just wants to be played with and held. Its hard. But I also love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But, never get any sleep. But, I cant say I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; warned. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure everyone knows before having a baby that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; lose TONS of sleep from them. Ha :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/5076228084166331073-7599460195365289153?l=thenewbigining.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/feeds/7599460195365289153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7599460195365289153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076228084166331073/posts/default/7599460195365289153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewbigining.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-new-beginning.html' title='my new beginning'/><author><name>-*aMaNdA*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369807108909717041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--76uZ_AzVas/TVVhkw8wItI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q94dzfHgq4U/s220/9-21-2010%2Bbday%2Bgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3l07MP9Gk/SUID5xtEhuI/AAAAAAAAAAo/no-chHwHmwo/s72-c/1+month.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
