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Looking In</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Jen Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Su-FEaANezI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/rODnqVKqUxM/S220/Photo+11.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>759</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/FromMy" /><feedburner:info uri="frommy" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQCQX0-eSp7ImA9WhRWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-7773184875877766849</id><published>2012-01-06T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T12:26:00.351-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-06T12:26:00.351-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jordan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family Fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Books" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Danny" /><title>Shields and Armor</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;
I thought it would be fun to have Jordan blog with me. I showed him the blog and explained how I write about the pictures. Then I let him pick a picture to write about. We started writing and I had to help give him prompts but this is what we got:&lt;/div&gt;
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"On Saturday, we went with Shawn to the Art Institute in Chicago, Illinois.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We made a project called a garland."&lt;/div&gt;
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And then he didn't want to do any more!&lt;/div&gt;
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Here's the picture of him with his garland:&lt;/div&gt;
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It was neat to let him choose colors and then to cut and put them all together. I love letting kids just go wild with being creative. He was proud of his garland!&lt;/div&gt;
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Afterwards, we wandered around the museum, slowly making our way to the armor. Shawn had told Jordan she wanted to take him to see the armor so that was our main reason for visiting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was neat to see how intricately the armor was actually crafted. I can't imagine putting all of that on and then not really being able to see out of the helmets. Jordan thought it was very cool.&lt;/div&gt;
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Shawn had lots of great stories to tell us about the artwork and the artists. She was the art teacher at Chad's school for a very long time. Jordan was especially thrilled when they found a knight, a horse, and a dragon in the gift shop that Shawn wanted to buy for him. He was so excited. Shawn told Jordan the story of Saint George when we found the painting at the museum. He was hanging on her every word as she told the story. After she was done, he said, "Is that really real?" He was so curious about dragons and if they were real. The painting was absolutely stunning. I'm so glad we got to see that after we saw the knights. I can't wait to get books from the library to read more about knights and dragons!&lt;/div&gt;
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None of the images on the Internet do the artwork justice, but you can visit the Art Institute page that talks more about &lt;a href="http://www.artic.edu/aic/collections/exhibitions/Renaissance/Dragon"&gt;Bernat Martorell's Saint George Killing the Dragon&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to see the painting.&lt;br /&gt;
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Danny was a champ for a 1 1/2 year-old at a museum where you have to be pretty quiet and not touch anything. It was great when he feel asleep. They do have a great play area for kids and he loved all the blocks!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Chad and Shawn got to catch up a bit as they watched Danny play.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Jordan helped me find the Thorne Room that matches the cover of &lt;u&gt;Stealing Magic&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Marianne Malone. It's the sequel to The 68 Rooms. I was lucky enough to get an ARC and am hoping to read it before it's out on the 24th. We were having fun looking for a white room with a chandelier and yellow chairs! We found it!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;The real Thorne Room and the cover of the book!&lt;/div&gt;
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It was such a fun trip!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Merry (late) Christmas to everyone! We celebrated with lots of small Christmas celebrations with family over the last week. It was lots of fun. I loved watching Danny get excited about opening presents this year. The boys had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then we went home and it was all changing diapers and reading books and bedtime and back to real life. It almost seems like my weekend away was a dream.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, we went to Barnes and Noble for the book fair for Chad's school. Barnes and Noble hosts it every year and there are activities and story times throughout the day. Chad was the first teacher to read. I spent a lot of time running after Danny. He would pull out a bunch of books and then take off running while I tried to frantically put the books away and race after him. We rode up and down the escalators a few time, too. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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While Chad was reading, Jordan got to hang out with one of his best friends, Maddy. Jordan and Maddy have known each other their whole lives (well, Jordan's whole life since Maddy is older) and for a while saw each other almost every single week. Doesn't this picture of them just kill you? I cried when I saw it. Maddy's dad took it and showed it to me. They are awesome. So glad we have friends like this. What would life be without friends and family to share it with? Thanksgiving is coming up but I'm always thankful for my friends and family any day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jordan and I worked on the computer the other night and came up with Where's Waldo avatars for our family! Looking at them all lined up now is so funny! Chad is first - he looks super trendy and hip and young (which he totally is in real life!). He's jamming to his iPod. Danny is next in the green. I love his crazy hair and his little stocking cap. He's holding his sippy cup. Of course, it's easy to tell who I am. I have my flower in my hair and am holding my cell phone so I can tweet. And Jordan is last with his red and black stripes. He wanted to hold the key...I didn't ask him what he thought the key would be for...but he does have a little car that you put a key into and then can make it zoom off.&lt;br /&gt;
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Aren't we such a cute Waldo-ish family? I love it! Next year is the 25th anniversaty of Where's Waldo! I'm not sure how many kids still recognize Waldo any more - but they should! We used to love poring through the books looking for all the different characters. Jordan likes the Where's Waldo app we have. Long live, Waldo!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am insanely in love with Pinterest lately! I saw these cute pudding monsters on there and the mummy chocolate bars and just had to make them!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;How cute are these guys! We went them to school and daycare with the boys to hand out. It was fun to wrap them up and put their eyeballs on! I love googly eyes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Can you see his hair standing straight up off of his head?!?! We were playing in our Thomas tent and I had to grab the camera when I saw how static-y his hair was getting! I love this. He's saying, "Cheese!" just not looking at me (of course!).&lt;br /&gt;
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We finally went to our local nursery pumpkin-y place to get our pumpkin this weekend! We love to take the kids there. It's a cute little place just down the street and we go every year. We got a nice size pumpkin that was perfect for carving. Somehow I avoided the sliminess this year...I just took the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah! A Jordan-monster!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scoop, scoop, scoop&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan picked out a design and Chad carved it up!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rrrr....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even scarier with the lights off!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan was proud of his pumpkin!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chad and Jordan!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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This guy looks so cool out in front of our house. Coming home and pulling into the driveway is fun because there he is grinning (?) back at me. Even though he's got a mean face, he's really a nice guy deep inside. Did you carve pumpkins this year? What kind of face or other fun image did you carve?&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I forget the power of googly eyes...and then I remember them and the day gets a whole lot brighter! Googly eyes seriously make everything a hundred times better. They are fun. They just scream, "Look at me, I'm silly! Googly, googly, googly!" I love them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Last week a friend at work broke her foot so&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Jordan&amp;nbsp;and I made her this cute little card!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Here are the breakdowns:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;North - Acting - Likes to take action, try things, plunge in.&amp;nbsp;"Let's do it!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;East - Speculating - Likes to look at the big picture and the possibilities before acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;South - Caring - Likes to know that everyone's feelings have been taken into consideration and that their voices have been heard before acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;West - Pay attention to detail - Likes to know the who, what, where, when, and why before acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Can you tell which one I am? I'm totally a north. I actually love being a north. I think norths have a lot of fun. You know what I just realized? My grandmother on my dad's side of the family was a North; that was her family name. That's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I am definitely the kind of person who jumps into things. Then I become more of a west and stop to think of all the elements to get things done right, but I am first and foremost a north. I really like who I am in that sense. I love that I have the energy and will to just go and do things. I definitely think of myself as a leader. I feel like I get things done. Knowing I am a north did make me stop and realize the other directions that I don't identify with as easily. I consider myself to be a caring person and I do take others into account, but sometimes it's hard for me to understand why people aren't on board with me. This helped me recognize that others just think differently before jumping into things.&lt;br /&gt;
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My north-ish self has adopted this song as my anthem. This is how I'm feeling about life right now! I'm a north and I'm here to party! Let's do it!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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What personality do you think you match up with? Do you feel like you can fit into one? Does it change your perspective about people? Where do your family members fit? I think this is to intriguing!!&lt;/div&gt;
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First, we stopped at the orchard. We went straight for the apple cider and apple cider donuts. Then we played a lot and went to the store for goodies.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Aunt Jane - Aunt Jane's first apple cider donut!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chad, Danny, and Papa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan and me! He was all about the donuts and the cider!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danny's first apple cider donut (he was only 5 months last year!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmmm...sugary sweet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See? Look how big these kiddos are! Jordan and Danny!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;After the orchard, we went to the Pumpkin Patch! Jordan got to spend tickets on jumpy things and Chad and I launched pumpkins! Danny had fun petting the goats and looking at all the pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UDnAgeb6EYY/TpuIYCrx_II/AAAAAAAAGCk/WyVCL-T5_f4/s1600/DSCF1646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UDnAgeb6EYY/TpuIYCrx_II/AAAAAAAAGCk/WyVCL-T5_f4/s320/DSCF1646.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pumpkins!!! Arrrr(?)!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Danny's sweet "Cheese" face. He actually says it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I'm glad we are able to take our kids there. It seems like there are so many small town or local places that are closing so it's nice that these two places are still around. I hope they continue to be there as our kids get older and maybe even when our kid have kids! Where do you pumpkin patch?&lt;br /&gt;
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You know...we did get one medium sized pumpkin but we didn't get out pumpkin to carve yet! We were busy running around and having fun and didn't choose a pumpkin. We do have a great little pumpkin spot near our house so I'm sure we'll be there in the next week or so.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bride getting her nails done!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan and my mom at the rehearsal - he was the ring bearer!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out before the ceremony - Jordan with Aunt Jacquie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a photographer with us most of the day. I felt fancy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Jane with Jordan&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan with Grandma&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me with my sister&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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After the wedding, we spent the weekend relaxing. We actually took the kids to a water park hotel near us. It was a totally free weekend. We were so busy there was no time to think about anything besides having fun. We had fun jumping in the leaves!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danny! He's 15 months now! So much fun.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan - I love his sweet smile!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My boys! Chad with Jordan and Danny&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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There will be more to come! October is such a fun month. Fall is such a beautiful season. My mom's friend, Betty, was visiting from Guatemala for the wedding last week and she had never seen the leaves changing colors before. I love when the leaves change but it gave me a whole new perspective to think about never having ever seen them before!&lt;br /&gt;
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I saw this on Pinterest a couple of days ago and it has stuck with me ever since. At the time, I automatically thought to myself, "Thank God I thank God every night for my family and friends, our cozy house, our jobs we love, and our wonderful life." Since then, it has popped up in my thoughts here and there but really hit me as I was driving home tonight.&lt;br /&gt;
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My friend and I went to see the movie version of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-Help-ebook/dp/B002YKOXB6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=from0b-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Help&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=from0b-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B002YKOXB6" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt; tonight. I loved the book (I listened to it on audio, which I think was fantastic) and I wasn't sure how I would like the movie but, in this case, it is definitely a movie that did the book justice, and maybe even moreso in a sense. The movie really brought the book to life for me. Sometimes it's hard for me to visualize when I'm reading, especially when the book is set in the past. &lt;u&gt;The Help&lt;/u&gt; is well written and I actually did visualize pretty much what I saw in the movie but it still made it so much more real for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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After the movie, my friend and I talked about how horrible the situation was in the south for African American people and how horribly they were treated. As we were talking about this, my friend reminded me of how close the Civil Rights movement was in terms of history. It was the 1960's. In the whole history of the United States, let alone the world, the 1960's was not that long ago. When I took U.S. History in high school the class barely even made it to the 1960's (which is a shame...).&lt;br /&gt;
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I got into my car and headed home. And then I was overcome with the feeling of just how great my life is. My life is not perfect: the laundry in my hamper is overflowing and my 1-year-old thinks it's funny to hit me when he's mad...and so many other complaints I could type BUT my life is my life and no matter what is happening, I know that I still have a countless things to be thankful and happy for in my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is when the tears just careened down my cheeks. I thought about the loneliness Ms. Celia feels. I thought about how horrible Hilly is and the hatred and misunderstanding she represents. I thought about sweet Mae Mobley. I thought about the way people treated other people during that time period...and how some of that hatred still exists today. You can imagine how much more blubbery I got as I realized that by the time I made it home to write this post it would be September 11th.&lt;br /&gt;
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It makes me sad that people treat other people as poorly as they do sometimes. It also makes me proud to know that I recognize this and hope I can be someone who shows compassion and respect for others. I can teach my kids how to be kind to other people. I can do my best to express to family, friends, and strangers that I value them. I may be just one little person in this giant world, but that doesn't mean I can't make a difference in someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank God for everything in my life - the good and the bad. The tough parts of life help me appreciate the great parts of life. September 11th is a perfect example of how life can change in an instant and also of how people can come together and support each other.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am extremely thankful for this blog. I'm glad I get to share my perspective on life. Whether people read this or not, it's here, and hopefully it is reaching at least one person who gets something out of reading what I have to say. I haven't updated this blog since April and a post was looooooong overdue. I promise to post more often - for myself and for my kiddos. I realize how much this is a chronicle and celebration of their lives as much as it is about me. Thank you to everyone who still reads this blog! I appreciate you!&lt;br /&gt;
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I say that everyday needs to be a day of thanksgiving. Stop and think about what you are thankful for. Revel in the minute and the grandiose. Because what if it's all gone tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eR1pKf1L0oQ/TZ_X4hExGnI/AAAAAAAAF5s/78Ibv_SphyE/s1600/DSCF5884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eR1pKf1L0oQ/TZ_X4hExGnI/AAAAAAAAF5s/78Ibv_SphyE/s320/DSCF5884.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's also having a lot of fun with my Dr. Seuss stuffed animals that Chad brought in from the garage. &amp;nbsp;I guess, technically, they are Jordy's because my friend, Krystie, gave them to him...me!...for his baby shower. &amp;nbsp;I love them so much and we've kept them really nice. &amp;nbsp;I'd like to take them to school, but for now Jordan is loving them. &amp;nbsp;More pics a la Jordan:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DJrrCXxfCr0/TZ_YVNg0vjI/AAAAAAAAF54/L1HdZrlGELQ/s1600/DSCF5905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DJrrCXxfCr0/TZ_YVNg0vjI/AAAAAAAAF54/L1HdZrlGELQ/s320/DSCF5905.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's one Jordan took of Mamita! &amp;nbsp;She's amazing. &amp;nbsp;Her and I have been talking about Pablo Neruda and his poems lately! &amp;nbsp;She knows a ton of his poems by heart. &amp;nbsp;As a kid, she read every book she could get her hands on at her local library. &amp;nbsp;AND, she played basketball, too!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Jordan doing some cutting:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h4N9rsDxRb4/TXKpIGk_lVI/AAAAAAAAF1c/ZT_ONdCVQuc/s1600/DSCF5135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h4N9rsDxRb4/TXKpIGk_lVI/AAAAAAAAF1c/ZT_ONdCVQuc/s320/DSCF5135.JPG" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danny after waking up from his nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bietkXaWsZ4/TXKpTOyUATI/AAAAAAAAF1g/yEMkt6loqBU/s1600/DSCF5142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bietkXaWsZ4/TXKpTOyUATI/AAAAAAAAF1g/yEMkt6loqBU/s320/DSCF5142.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was when Jordan started climbing into Danny crib with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mRKR3NclstY/TXKpfUUJrnI/AAAAAAAAF1k/VV_I35PkRyI/s1600/DSCF5143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mRKR3NclstY/TXKpfUUJrnI/AAAAAAAAF1k/VV_I35PkRyI/s320/DSCF5143.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had to throw in all sorts of blankets and the Pillow Pets, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fCPj4DWNWZI/TXKpse0p_vI/AAAAAAAAF1o/Dgf5sRNZwLQ/s1600/DSCF5146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fCPj4DWNWZI/TXKpse0p_vI/AAAAAAAAF1o/Dgf5sRNZwLQ/s320/DSCF5146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheese, anyone?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-59Nj7o-q7NU/TXKp01-289I/AAAAAAAAF1s/0OyDNUfWlzM/s1600/DSCF5155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-59Nj7o-q7NU/TXKp01-289I/AAAAAAAAF1s/0OyDNUfWlzM/s320/DSCF5155.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We pooped Buzz out! He had to wear this all day and even under his snow gear when he went outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Yst2EKuiuvU/TXKp_rOqylI/AAAAAAAAF1w/WmRxMST2OK4/s1600/DSCF5216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Yst2EKuiuvU/TXKp_rOqylI/AAAAAAAAF1w/WmRxMST2OK4/s320/DSCF5216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This guy would never let on that he's tired! He just wants to play, play, play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8rO54rtZEuI/TXKqKU0pnOI/AAAAAAAAF10/m2aZSQcyTrA/s1600/DSCF5217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8rO54rtZEuI/TXKqKU0pnOI/AAAAAAAAF10/m2aZSQcyTrA/s320/DSCF5217.JPG" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/161/7B4C2D6D1146B223B3D5B6345B892428.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-3999266058915274034?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan got to put together a few big blocks that they then used on the big Buzz. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is picking out some Legos to use:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbicSFb_N9c/TWRRxAOKGBI/AAAAAAAAF0U/UI8GGTCJ8RE/s1600/IMG_20110220_115058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbicSFb_N9c/TWRRxAOKGBI/AAAAAAAAF0U/UI8GGTCJ8RE/s320/IMG_20110220_115058.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was a mini-Buzz up on the bigger Buzz that was almost completed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGGQElqs37A/TWRR4rWSBmI/AAAAAAAAF0Y/C2XdMSoQ9iI/s1600/IMG_20110220_115123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGGQElqs37A/TWRR4rWSBmI/AAAAAAAAF0Y/C2XdMSoQ9iI/s320/IMG_20110220_115123.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My sweet boy so proud of his block!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVZd7oswk5c/TWRSBi1AnkI/AAAAAAAAF0c/BzUiJlxxvp4/s1600/IMG_20110220_115357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVZd7oswk5c/TWRSBi1AnkI/AAAAAAAAF0c/BzUiJlxxvp4/s320/IMG_20110220_115357.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's what Buzz's head looks like. &amp;nbsp;I love the eyebrows!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BrQixI7BIF0/TWRSM8_O-nI/AAAAAAAAF0g/_WUqdYJWhAE/s1600/IMG_20110220_121342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BrQixI7BIF0/TWRSM8_O-nI/AAAAAAAAF0g/_WUqdYJWhAE/s320/IMG_20110220_121342.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are huge Buzz Lightyear fans around here. &amp;nbsp;Jordan was Buzz for Halloween and wants a Buzz birthday party this year. &amp;nbsp;I can't believe he'll be four soon! &amp;nbsp;My favorite part of Toy Story 3 is when Buzz goes into Spanish mode. &amp;nbsp;It's just too funny! &lt;br /&gt;
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I bought a new can/jar/canister of sea salt recently and it seems like I try my hardest to close it up just right but then every time I go to use it I realize I didn't close it quite all the way...and now I'm wondering if it's me or these lids to these contraptions that just barely leave you any room to be off. &amp;nbsp;Here's a pic of what I mean:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sea Salt&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sprinkles&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So tell me, because this is what I'm wondering...is it that they just barely make these lids capable of being in their closed state, or am I just not coordinated enough to get it to match up exactly most of the time!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCvliwaXirs/TVawxd15QkI/AAAAAAAAFyk/ggQ2B7L-GmY/s1600/2011-02-12_09-42-36_983.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCvliwaXirs/TVawxd15QkI/AAAAAAAAFyk/ggQ2B7L-GmY/s320/2011-02-12_09-42-36_983.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I found this activity from &lt;a href="http://www.notimeforflashcards.com/2011/02/valentines-day-craft-and-math-lesson.html"&gt;No Time for Flashcards&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;where she has great ideas for kids. &amp;nbsp;I was excited because Chad and I had just played cards and as I was looking for a deck to play with, I found an old pack of Coca-Cola cards that were missing three cards. &amp;nbsp;This not-quite-complete pack was exactly what we needed for this project, bonus for us: no cost! &lt;br /&gt;
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Jordan helped me sort through the cards and find only the heart cards. &amp;nbsp;Then we put them in order and counted the numbers on the card. &amp;nbsp;He helped me punch holes in the cards and I cut some heart shapes out. &amp;nbsp;Next, we strung them all up. &amp;nbsp;Jordan did pretty good for a few of the cards and then he got tired of it so I ended up finishing it up but that's okay! &amp;nbsp;I think it looks so pretty on our mantle. &lt;br /&gt;
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I need to do more projects like this with Jordan. &amp;nbsp;Luckily, he works on projects all the time at our sitter's. He comes home with coloring pages, paintwork, things he has glued, cut, glittered, you name it. &amp;nbsp;It makes a huge difference to have such a great sitter who does all of this, it just makes me feel so reassured that he's there with her. &lt;br /&gt;
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What are your favorite Valentine's Day crafts? &amp;nbsp;Do you have any Valentine's Day traditions? &amp;nbsp;What kind of Valentine's are your kiddos giving - homemade or store-bought? &amp;nbsp;(Either is okay...just curious!)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TVCxIjMnZuI/AAAAAAAAFyU/pzV4IRKS5ZQ/s1600/bulb+sucker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TVCxIjMnZuI/AAAAAAAAFyU/pzV4IRKS5ZQ/s1600/bulb+sucker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ahem, excuse me, it does have a formal name: a bulb aspirator. &amp;nbsp;It was a proud moment when Jordan was in his big brother class and the nurse held one up and asked the kids if they knew what it was called and he proudly exclaimed that it's a nose sucker. &amp;nbsp;That's what we call it! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For Chad, getting to use this thing is therapy. &amp;nbsp;He loves the sound and the feeling of clearing out those nostrils. Weird, maybe, but when you're kiddo is sick and can't blow his or her nose it's important. &amp;nbsp;Babies breathe primarily through their noses. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, so our most recent stint in the emergency room/hospital with Danner gave us a nose sucker refresher course and I'm here to share our expertise with you. &amp;nbsp;We are pros now at nose suckage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In preparation of nose suckage you will need: a bulb aspirator AKA The Nose Sucker (we brought one home from the hospital when both kiddos were born and now that we were back in the hospital again...I've heard multiple people claim the ones from the hospital are the best but you can buy them in stores also), some kind of tissue, and saline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 1: Lay baby down on his or her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 2: Put the babies arms over his or her head and hold them down. &amp;nbsp;This prevents the babe from jerking his or her head from side to side to avoid nose suckage. &amp;nbsp;Tip: If you have to do this alone (like I did today...) you can use one arm to pin his or her arms down and the other arm to suck the boogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FYI: This will likely cause some (or a lot) of unhappiness from the baby, but it's worth it to get that nose cleaned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 3: Spray saline into each nostril.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 4: Squeeze the nose sucker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 5: Place the nose sucker into one nostril and let the ball part open up. &amp;nbsp;This will suck those boogs out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 6. Squeeze the boogs out onto the tissue you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 7: Repeat steps 4-6 with other nostril.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 8: Release babies arms and quickly gather him or her up in yours and kiss, hug, squeeze, rock, soothe baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Phew! &amp;nbsp;I feel so much better now that I got that out there. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, all anyone even told us was to make sure to squeeze the ball part before you stick it in the nose otherwise your forcing boogs further in and that's no good. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure this isn't the only way to get boogs out but so far it's the most effective I've seen. &amp;nbsp;Do you use the nose sucker? &amp;nbsp;Do you have a good system for nose suckage you would like to share? &amp;nbsp;What do you affectionately (or maybe disgustedly) call you nose sucker?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sure enough, we brought him home and he fussed when he was going to sleep. &amp;nbsp;Chad came upstairs where I was watching a movie on my laptop. &amp;nbsp;Chad fell asleep with the TV on...apparently hungry and dreaming about a few more slices of turkey. &amp;nbsp;I heard Danny start crying and left my movie - the 2007 version of Hairspray, if you're wondering - to go check on him. &amp;nbsp;I didn't realize Chad was asleep already (...it was a good movie...and I may love Zac Efron...). &lt;br /&gt;
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When I picked Danny up, he was super hot. &amp;nbsp;His head was really hot and when I opened his jammies to change his diaper his chest was super hot. &amp;nbsp;I didn't even get to changing his diaper, I called for Chad to please get the fever medicine that was downstairs. &amp;nbsp;Danny didn't seem like he was breathing quite right so I picked him up and was heading downstairs to meet Chad. &amp;nbsp;Danny was kind of grunting and it didn't seem like he was getting good breaths in. &amp;nbsp;When his eyelids started to get heavy and then his head went limp and rested on my shoulder we were pretty much freaking out and decided to call 911. &amp;nbsp;As much as we tried to get Danny to respond to us, he seemed to be completely unconscious. &amp;nbsp;Luckily, he was breathing normally again, he was just not responsive. &lt;br /&gt;
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To make a long story short, the ambulance came, he woke up, his fever was 103.7 and we got to ride in the ambulance to the ER. &amp;nbsp;They checked us in and did so many tests on my little bird. &amp;nbsp;Everything came back negative which leads them to believe he had a febrile seizure. &amp;nbsp;The doctors said it was fairly common (to them at least) and he just has a lower threshold for fevers and his body deals with it by having a seizure. &amp;nbsp;From now on we'll have to make sure to start Motrin as soon as he has a cold and at least we understand it might happen again. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TVC5aBH4o0I/AAAAAAAAFyc/N3xu6pIld8E/s1600/2011-02-06_08-18-38_363.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TVC5aBH4o0I/AAAAAAAAFyc/N3xu6pIld8E/s320/2011-02-06_08-18-38_363.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Besides this newfound understanding of Danny and fevers, I learned that I should probably preface my request for medicine from Chad by telling him how serious it is and whether he needs to go to get the medicine directly or if he can grab a snack on his way to the medicine. &amp;nbsp;Oh yes, remember how Chad had been dreaming of turkey slices before I woke him up to get the medicine? &amp;nbsp;Well, when I woke him up he grabbed a few slices of turkey until he realized I was freaking out and sprinted up the stairs to get his phone. &amp;nbsp;Of course, I didn't know about these turkey dreams or these pre-medicine shenanigans until he found us in the ER, sat down next to me out of breath, and said, "I've got turkey slices in my pocket...you think they're still good to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm so happy we're home from the hospital. &amp;nbsp;It feels good to be home again. &amp;nbsp;Times like this make me cherish more and more the health that we do have and understand how fragile we all can be.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TU34x9tT4lI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/2K7h3Z_tSJI/s1600/LA+AI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TU34x9tT4lI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/2K7h3Z_tSJI/s320/LA+AI.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll definitely vote for her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One thing that is different for us this season is that Jordan gets to watch with us! &amp;nbsp;He has always been in bed before Idol started OR we had DVR so we watched after he was in bed...now, we've cancelled the DVR to save some money and he's not in bed by 7:00 any more (sad as it is, it's true...). &amp;nbsp;He doesn't get to watch the whole thing and sometimes he's eating or playing as we have it on but when the first time we watched he watched, too. &amp;nbsp;He sat there and when I asked him what he thought, he would look at me, scrunch his nose, and say, "He doesn't get it." &amp;nbsp;Now that's his response no matter who is singing and if they are good or not, "He doesn't get it," as he shakes his head back and forth, like it's such a sad state. &amp;nbsp;It cracks us up! &amp;nbsp;I love it! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have you watched this season? &amp;nbsp;What do you think? &amp;nbsp;Any favorites for you yet? &amp;nbsp;You can watch Lauren Alaina &lt;a href="http://blog.zap2it.com/frominsidethebox/2011/01/american-idol-is-lauren-alaina-the-next-winner.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, too. &amp;nbsp;Do you think she gets it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/161/7B4C2D6D1146B223B3D5B6345B892428.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-4646876065860456071?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now that "our" football season is done (the Bears lost in the playoffs the weekend before last), he's moved onto watching the Bulls. &amp;nbsp;I hear about all the players for the Bulls, but it seems like more and more I've heard him talking about Kyle Korver. &amp;nbsp;Kyle Korver is new to the Bulls this year but seems to be one of their go-to shooters. &amp;nbsp;Chad tells me all about how they get him open, get him the ball and how effective he is at making the shots when he needs to. &amp;nbsp;When I watch, I notice him running around like crazy trying to get open to get a pass and make that shot, but it's fun to watch. &lt;br /&gt;
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If you haven't heard of Kyle Korver before there's one more thing to point out about him...and apparently, he's not so happy that people make this connection with him...but I have to talk about it. &amp;nbsp;He looks like Ashton Kutcher! &amp;nbsp;Not so important when it comes to his impact as a player, but for this Ashton Kutcher fan it's definitely worthy of being pointed out. &amp;nbsp;I, personally, think it's cool that we have a Bulls player who looks like Ashton. &amp;nbsp;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TUrvRM7gfMI/AAAAAAAAFyM/EaBWojLjRaY/s320/Korver+Kutcher.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.tmz.com/2008/01/03/nba-player-and-ashton-kutcher-gimme-moore/"&gt;picture&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(thanks to TMZ)&amp;nbsp;might not be the best picture to compare the two of them and if you're so keen you can type in Korver and Kutcher and you'll get more images of how closely the two resemble each other.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like I said, I love that he's into sports. &amp;nbsp;I think it's great that he has something in his life that he is so invested in. &amp;nbsp;I have my books...mounds and mounds of books, which can be found all over the house, as Chad so nicely pointed out the other day. &amp;nbsp;What are you into? &amp;nbsp;What consumes you? &amp;nbsp;What could you not live without (apart from your family...)?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TTw_Cv8mphI/AAAAAAAAFw8/CqSq7GT4-NQ/s1600/DSCF5035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TTw_Cv8mphI/AAAAAAAAFw8/CqSq7GT4-NQ/s320/DSCF5035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jordan is always able to make Danny laugh!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TTw_OPWX5MI/AAAAAAAAFxA/J83io8X51IU/s1600/DSCF5038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TTw_OPWX5MI/AAAAAAAAFxA/J83io8X51IU/s320/DSCF5038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Danny is full of smiles. &amp;nbsp;He is just so fun to play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TTw_ikoaohI/AAAAAAAAFxI/AOnd4_UbLgc/s1600/DSCF5049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TTw_ikoaohI/AAAAAAAAFxI/AOnd4_UbLgc/s320/DSCF5049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's thinking more and more about crawling but hasn't started just yet. &amp;nbsp;I had to take this picture with the puppy dog on his butt. &amp;nbsp;I love baby clothes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TTw_t1WcFsI/AAAAAAAAFxM/ffMKLHHby2M/s1600/DSCF5067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/TTw_t1WcFsI/AAAAAAAAFxM/ffMKLHHby2M/s320/DSCF5067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not much else going on around here right now...oh! &amp;nbsp;Except for Idol did start. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't sure if I would like this season now that the judges are Randy, JLo and Steven Tyler, but I'm actually really enjoying it. I have always loved Jennifer Lopez. &amp;nbsp;She's just so sweet and fun. &amp;nbsp;Steven Tyler is actually very entertaining himself. &amp;nbsp;American Idol talks about people having some kind of spark or personality about them more than being able to sing and that is definitely what comes to mind when I see Steven Tyler. &amp;nbsp;Yes, he can sing, but he just seems like fun to me, and smart, too. &amp;nbsp;I'm excited to watch tonight!&lt;br /&gt;
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