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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775</id><updated>2009-10-30T12:33:47.116-04:00</updated><title type="text">Mom Blog</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/ablog.htm" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/atom.xml" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>757</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PetiteMommy-BabyMomBlog" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:browserFriendly>This is an XML content feed. It is intended to be viewed in a newsreader or syndicated to another site, subject to copyright and fair use.</feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-2789425947242156638</id><published>2009-10-30T09:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:36:19.070-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vampire diaries" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="motherhood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title type="text">Distractions</title><summary type="text">Rather than share with you the drama that is my life, I'm going to share with you a distraction in the form of hot vampire-y guys. Hey, it's Halloween so I can do what I want.P.S. You may have noticed the superficial here lately. I know it sucks but that's all I feel like I can share at this time in my life. Anonymity would be great right about now wouldn't it?Without further adieu...Ian </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/2789425947242156638/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=2789425947242156638" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2789425947242156638" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2789425947242156638" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/10/distractions.html" title="Distractions" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-6476405560053877939</id><published>2009-10-21T12:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:29:38.650-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="motherhood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday" /><title type="text">33rd Birthday</title><summary type="text">Monday (the 19th) was my 33rd birthday. Nothing extravagant was planned. No lavish "material" gifts were given to me. It was a day like any other made better by two little boys who mean the world to me. When I woke up they gave me lots of hugs and kisses, gave me homemade cards filled with love and such cuteness, and then we sang happy birthday over pumpkin pie. Nothing is better than this. </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/6476405560053877939/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=6476405560053877939" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6476405560053877939" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6476405560053877939" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/10/33rd-birthday.html" title="33rd Birthday" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-78215765510524876</id><published>2009-09-26T09:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:50:59.454-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="halloween" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family fun" /><title type="text">Our Monster Mash-Up</title><summary type="text">Have you seen Oriental Trading's Monster Mash-Up Video widget? The moment I saw it I couldn't resist so I made a video and shared it with our 2 boys. Pretty soon the boys joined in. With both boys sitting in my lap, we made video after video,  and laughed for hours. This is definitely the funniest widget I've come across so far. I totally recommend trying  it. If you are not laughing within a few</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/78215765510524876/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=78215765510524876" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/78215765510524876" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/78215765510524876" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/09/our-monster-mash-up.html" title="Our Monster Mash-Up" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-7110667105528100916</id><published>2009-09-07T12:48:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:18:16.457-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Robert Pattinson" /><title type="text">An Actual Conversation: This Is What My Life Is Really Like</title><summary type="text">Scene: Me lying in bed with sleeping child. Husband comes up to me and starts kissing my leg. I kick him off of me. Yeah, I know I'm so romantic but hey I have a sleeping child who doesn't feel well in my arms.Husband: If I were Chase Pattinson I bet you wouldn't push me off of you.Me: What? Who's Chase...??  Oh, you mean Robert Pattinson. Ha!Husband: Yeah. Whatever. He's a "bay-ney" rooster.Me: </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/7110667105528100916/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=7110667105528100916" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7110667105528100916" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7110667105528100916" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/09/actual-conversation-this-is-what-my.html" title="An Actual Conversation: This Is What My Life Is Really Like" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-1126285342149599474</id><published>2009-08-23T13:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:15:03.551-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="first camping trip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="camping" /><title type="text">I'm Opting Out Of All Future Camping Trips Unless A Luxurious Cabin Is Included</title><summary type="text">For a week straight our 5 year old son has been asking us to go camping. Of course we didn't think our two boys were ready to venture too far from home. Our solution? Setting up a tent in the yard and calling it CAMPING.We even had a fire complete with roasted hot dogs and S'Mores. See more photos hereWe live in a rural area so camping in our yard is probably quite like camping in the woods or at</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/1126285342149599474/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=1126285342149599474" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1126285342149599474" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1126285342149599474" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/08/im-opting-out-of-all-future-camping.html" title="I'm Opting Out Of All Future Camping Trips Unless A Luxurious Cabin Is Included" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-9110698472861225908</id><published>2009-08-17T14:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:19:53.492-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschooling" /><title type="text">School Portraits Homeschooling Style</title><summary type="text">This week's theme in the Not Back To School Blog Hop for homeschoolers is "School Portraits". For now here are a few of my favorites from this year!   I'll do some "official"(still, I'll do them with my camera) homeschooling portraits in September or October of the boys.Future Brad Pitt Formerly known as Baby Picasso..He's 5 now so we had to get rid of the "baby name"Artsy, Rambunctious, Outgoing</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/9110698472861225908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=9110698472861225908" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/9110698472861225908" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/9110698472861225908" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/08/school-portraits-homeschooling-style.html" title="School Portraits Homeschooling Style" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-5825135626835487959</id><published>2009-08-12T08:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:16:52.895-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschooling" /><title type="text">Our Classroom</title><summary type="text">This week as part of the Not Back To School Blog Hop for homeschoolers, we are supposed to share our "classroom".Right now our a little corner of our dining area is home to the books and supplies we use most often. We don't have desks anymore. I threw those out when we moved.So where do we "do school"? We do our work outside on the deck or in the grass sometimes when the weather is just right, we</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/5825135626835487959/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=5825135626835487959" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/5825135626835487959" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/5825135626835487959" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/08/our-classroom.html" title="Our Classroom" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-3663977515804223451</id><published>2009-08-04T14:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:58:35.106-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschooling" /><title type="text">Our Homeschooling Curriculum &amp; Schedule For '09-10</title><summary type="text">In the past I haven't shared much about our homeschooling adventures simply because I haven't had the extra time. However, this year I'd love to give you a glimpse into our daily life of homeschooling especially since so many of you have asked what it's like to both homeschool and work from home.  One thing is fore sure  - there is never a dull moment once school time arrives! It is anything but </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/3663977515804223451/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=3663977515804223451" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3663977515804223451" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3663977515804223451" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/08/our-homeschooling-curriculum-schedule.html" title="Our Homeschooling Curriculum &amp; Schedule For '09-10" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-4047393494612751614</id><published>2009-07-28T21:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:35:50.971-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="boys" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="having boys" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bizarre" /><title type="text">Cranium Bloom Cooking Game Meets Bizarre Foods...Sort Of</title><summary type="text">Our boys, 5 &amp; 8, are  highly amused by all things gross. Here's what happens in our home when you get to choose anything you want as a "special" ingredient in a board game.  Yes, ANYTHING.They turned a very innocent kids Cranium Bloom cooking game into something absurdly disgusting. If you've ever played the game, you know that when you land on a star you get to choose a special ingredient to go </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/4047393494612751614/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=4047393494612751614" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/4047393494612751614" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/4047393494612751614" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/07/cranium-bloom-cooking-game-meets.html" title="Cranium Bloom Cooking Game Meets Bizarre Foods...Sort Of" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-3944354232018200395</id><published>2009-07-27T09:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:58:36.994-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="5 years old" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homeschooling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny kids" /><title type="text">Morning Conversations With My 5 Yr Old Son</title><summary type="text">Mommy, does my brain have its own toys?Mommy, does a brain have a toy box?Mommy, is my brain picking out toys out of its toy box when I play with my toys?What if my brain is dumping its whole toy box out?When I'm eating does my brain get its own snacks?Stop talking to my lungs, brain.You need a sandwich not dessert, brain.He blurted out this  list of questions in less than 5 minutes.  And, I'm </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/3944354232018200395/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=3944354232018200395" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3944354232018200395" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3944354232018200395" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/07/morning-conversations-with-my-5-yr-old.html" title="Morning Conversations With My 5 Yr Old Son" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-3300491816562789805</id><published>2009-07-22T10:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T12:14:01.930-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eosinophilic Esophagitis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="5 years old" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rockstar" /><title type="text">The Boy And His Music</title><summary type="text">Our 5 yr old son has always had a "thing" for music. Many a nights he has fallen asleep listening to music while sitting in his Daddy's lap. For a while that was the only way to get him to sleep especially during those times when he  would throw up for days on end (due to his EE).When we are in the car he wants the music on and he wants it loud despite my incessant warnings that he will go deaf </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/3300491816562789805/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=3300491816562789805" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3300491816562789805" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3300491816562789805" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/07/boy-and-his-music.html" title="The Boy And His Music" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-5923398539999100611</id><published>2009-07-13T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:55:24.329-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reviews gone bad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy bloggers" /><title type="text">Reviews &amp; Ridiculousness</title><summary type="text">This review stuff (for lack of a better word)  is beginning to get ridiculous.Last week I received an email asking me to review a product.  So I took my time and looked the product over like I normally do when I'm interested in a product then I emailed the rep back telling them that we would be interested if they could mail a sample. I received a reply that they would need the sample back, and </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/5923398539999100611/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=5923398539999100611" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/5923398539999100611" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/5923398539999100611" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/07/reviews-ridiculousness.html" title="Reviews &amp; Ridiculousness" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-3133932510271062317</id><published>2009-07-08T09:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:22:49.227-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="summer fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="playing with toys" /><title type="text">Summer Fun On The PlasmaCar!</title><summary type="text">Our 5 yr old is thrilled beyond words with this toy!Visit A Mom's Review for our complete review of the PlasmaCar &amp; for a chance to win one of your very own!</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/3133932510271062317/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=3133932510271062317" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3133932510271062317" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3133932510271062317" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/07/summer-fun-on-plasmacar.html" title="Summer Fun On The PlasmaCar!" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-4761769223251657288</id><published>2009-07-05T14:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:54:57.275-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy stuff" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title type="text">It's Just  One  Of Those Days: Tuna Salad Edition</title><summary type="text">Ever had one of those days when pretty much nothing goes right. Today is one of those days...at least when it comes to tuna salad.Round 1:Fix tuna salad for the husband and I to eat for lunch.Husband opens our front door and the dog runs in the house.I try to get the dog back out of the house with some food.Cat takes this opportunity to eat half of the tuna salad I made for lunch.Husband throws </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/4761769223251657288/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=4761769223251657288" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/4761769223251657288" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/4761769223251657288" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/07/its-just-one-of-those-days-tuna-salad.html" title="It's Just  One  Of Those Days: Tuna Salad Edition" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-6664608350948524712</id><published>2009-06-29T11:54:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:40:52.300-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="5th birthday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday" /><title type="text">His 5th Birthday</title><summary type="text">My baby turned 5 years old this weekend. He had a great day despite nearly knocking out one of his front teeth the morning of his party.Normally our birthday party cakes are bought at the bakery but this year we decided to make our own so that we could control the ingredients . I made this "Transformers-themed" cake, and was actually very proud of myself.That is until I saw what Leslie made for </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/6664608350948524712/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=6664608350948524712" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6664608350948524712" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/6664608350948524712" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/06/his-5th-birthday.html" title="His 5th Birthday" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-3297603178190624734</id><published>2009-06-24T14:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:13:35.894-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dyslexia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dyslexic" /><title type="text">Dyslexia Too???</title><summary type="text">Yesterday my almost 5 year old came to me and said, "Look Mommy, I wrote my numbers". Here's what he showed me:I wrote the correct numbers above his numbers to show him how they should have looked. He wrote numbers 5,6, 8 &amp; 9 correctly. And, now I'm worried that he is dyslexic. I looked up some of the signs of dyslexia. It seems as if he does exhibit a few of those signs but you know what? So Do </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/3297603178190624734/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=3297603178190624734" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3297603178190624734" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/3297603178190624734" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/06/dyslexia-too.html" title="Dyslexia Too???" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-9027268180328093808</id><published>2009-06-20T08:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T09:53:51.498-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy stuff" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family fun" /><title type="text">Finally Feels Like Summer Around Here</title><summary type="text">We spent the day in our pool yesterday. This was our first truly hot and humid Summer day (yes, I know it isn't "officially" Summer yet) . As always, a day with the fam is a fun adventure. For instance, the husband thought he touched something dead at the bottom of the deep end of the pool and nearly freaked out. Turns out it was just a chair that had blown in the pool during one of our many </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/9027268180328093808/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=9027268180328093808" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/9027268180328093808" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/9027268180328093808" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/06/finally-feels-like-summer-around-here.html" title="Finally Feels Like Summer Around Here" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-8857136614570290803</id><published>2009-06-18T21:39:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:20:00.468-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy stuff" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Robert Pattinson" /><title type="text">Robert Pattinson Hit By Cab</title><summary type="text">Oh Jeez. You would have thought we were being invaded by aliens or something. But, no, Mr. Vampire himself was just "grazed" by a cab.  AND. THE. WORLD. HAS. GONE. HYSTERICAL. BECAUSE. OF. IT.  What? Me too? Nah.You may have noticed that I may or may not have a teeny tiny obsession with Robert Pattinson ( AKA the future sexiest man alive and my pretend boyfriend)Anyway..let's get on with the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/8857136614570290803/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=8857136614570290803" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/8857136614570290803" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/8857136614570290803" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/06/robert-pattinson-hit-by-cab.html" title="Robert Pattinson Hit By Cab" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-1739468910809581433</id><published>2009-06-16T12:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:20:14.589-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="firsts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family fun" /><title type="text">First S'Mores</title><summary type="text">Our youngest son, who will be turning 5 later this month, had his first taste of homemade S'mores this past weekend.(click on the picture for a larger photo and to see more of our flickr photos)Over here you can read all about our Family S'mores night (more pictures too!)Oh and just in case you haven't bought a Father's Day gift yet, you may want to check out these awesome Father &amp; Son tee sets. </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/1739468910809581433/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=1739468910809581433" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1739468910809581433" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1739468910809581433" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/06/first-smores.html" title="First S'Mores" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-635461888877199869</id><published>2009-06-10T10:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:19:22.842-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="childhood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="playing Transformers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cute kids" /><title type="text">Unconventional Fun: AKA My Boy In A Fairy Costume</title><summary type="text">Childhood is such unconventional fun. One moment you are dressed as a fairy playing in a magical land. Next you are off somewhere battling transformers.Sometimes you are playing with Transformers dressed as a fairy.Do we have a future drag queen on our hands? ;)You can view all of my photos here</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/635461888877199869/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=635461888877199869" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/635461888877199869" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/635461888877199869" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/06/unconventional-fun-aka-my-boy-in-fairy.html" title="Unconventional Fun: AKA My Boy In A Fairy Costume" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-2235608738614147657</id><published>2009-06-04T20:17:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:24:47.101-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy stuff" /><title type="text">Snark Is Not My StrongSuit Nor Do I Want To Be known For It</title><summary type="text">*Edited to Add* I just deleted the post.  NOT. WORTH. THE. HEADACHE.I could go back and retract the post that I wrote 2 days ago but being the "big girl" that I am, I won't. I feel like it needs to remain where it is to remind me that even I am not perfect (imagine that).Getting the negative comment that I did from my previous post also reiterated what I have long thought about blogging...and is </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/2235608738614147657/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=2235608738614147657" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2235608738614147657" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/2235608738614147657" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/06/snark-is-not-my-strongsuit-nor-do-i.html" title="Snark Is Not My StrongSuit Nor Do I Want To Be known For It" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-1550220580732770480</id><published>2009-05-28T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:17:40.777-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="playing in the rain" /><title type="text">Embrace The Rain</title><summary type="text">Rain... it's a constant here in Kentucky during the Springtime.  Yesterday was no exception as the husband and I were heading home from our local general store - Dollar General - that is! The rain started pouring down the minute we were making our way out to the car so the husband brought the car to me. However, as we both loaded the car down with our purchases - we bought a lot of stuff </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/1550220580732770480/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=1550220580732770480" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1550220580732770480" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1550220580732770480" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/05/embrace-rain.html" title="Embrace The Rain" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-1663025777353741678</id><published>2009-05-27T15:47:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:34:34.271-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Moon set pics" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Robert Pattinson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="robert pattinson shirtless" /><title type="text">Your Day Just Got Better...Courtesy of Robert Pattinson's Abs</title><summary type="text">I WAS working...until I saw this...Now I'm a bit side-tracked. Heh. ;)Look what Robert Pattinson has been hiding from us?Surprise! Airbrushed or not? Who cares?Oh, BTW, here is a new still photo from New Moon. Yeah, like this one really matters after what you just saw, right? Robert Pattinson + Shirtless = #1 reason why I now plan on watching New Moon.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/1663025777353741678/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=1663025777353741678" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1663025777353741678" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/1663025777353741678" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/05/your-day-just-got-bettercourtesy-of.html" title="Your Day Just Got Better...Courtesy of Robert Pattinson's Abs" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-318501056866380709</id><published>2009-05-20T09:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:57:16.986-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tony Horton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="P90x" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mom fitness" /><title type="text">Day 17 With Tony Horton</title><summary type="text">I've been doing Tony Horton's 10 minute trainer workouts* and the AbRipperX for 16 days days now. I feel more energized than I have in a long time and the "mommy brain" fog has lifted...somewhat.  Er,um, I did forget to pay an overdue bill again last week.&lt;--------- Yes, that's me on Day 10. You can view it here on flickr too.The best part in all of this is that I ACTUALLY enjoy doing it. Well, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/318501056866380709/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=318501056866380709" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/318501056866380709" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/318501056866380709" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/05/day-17-with-tony-horton.html" title="Day 17 With Tony Horton" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856775.post-7198199535752426206</id><published>2009-05-07T14:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:03:10.535-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mothers Day" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mothers Day Buying Tips" /><title type="text">Mom's Don't Want Microwaves For Mother's Day</title><summary type="text">I keep seeing the Kmart Mother's Day commercial where a microwave is shoved in our face and passed off as a "nice" Mother's Day gift. Blech...And, all the while I'm thinking to myself - I hope my husband and kids do not see that commercial or they will think I . actually . want . one . of . those for Mother's Day.  Let me be the first to say it - Appliances are NOT "nice" Mother's Day gifts.  </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/7198199535752426206/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7856775&amp;postID=7198199535752426206" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7198199535752426206" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7856775/posts/default/7198199535752426206" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.contestformoms.com/2009/05/moms-dont-want-microwaves-for-mothers.html" title="Mom's Don't Want Microwaves For Mother's Day" /><author><name>PetiteMommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14526874040937712724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12779444377186011776" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">15</thr:total></entry></feed>
