<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897</id><updated>2024-10-24T22:02:17.992-04:00</updated><category term="epilepsy"/><category term="Wednesday"/><category term="Fit Friday"/><title type='text'>The Stroud Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-2473143406905082631</id><published>2010-10-31T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T09:00:03.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN from our monsters to yours!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2473143406905082631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/2473143406905082631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/2473143406905082631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjww-cuTIfrN4thSFd0LdzgDrioEU8tnY16Q6lqPXYhKvkwvadEuOMMb5W8Lsjq1W3uD6mZETIjIoDHb6j0MDW0ldOZ0cVqFV8n_xz_E_8kF6RSroKnn8UdzQwXflPT3P1lUadD9dNpXSfu/s72-c/IMG_1153.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-1043041722483892330</id><published>2010-10-30T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:00:02.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A helping hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;People often ask us how the girls are with each other.&amp;nbsp; We generally give a pretty standard answer.&amp;nbsp; They are truly the best of friends.&amp;nbsp; But, they are also the worst of enemies.&amp;nbsp; They get a long amazingly, but like any other two people, they have their limits and need their space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;They always have each other&#39;s best interest at heart.&amp;nbsp; Always willing to lend a helping hand.&amp;nbsp; They both tend to take care of their sister before they take care of themselves.&amp;nbsp; For example, if one of them is getting their milk cup, frequently they will get their sisters and deliver it first, then come back for their own.&amp;nbsp; Little things like this happen all of the time.&amp;nbsp; They have a bond that we will never come close to understanding.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;On a recent morning, A had unzipped her jacket (a normal, everyday adventure).&amp;nbsp; L decided she was going to help A zip it back up.&amp;nbsp; It was absolutely adorable.&amp;nbsp; A just stood there watching her sister try to help her out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Seeing little things like this make me very excited to watch them grow and develop a deeper friendship with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1043041722483892330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/helping-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/1043041722483892330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/1043041722483892330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/helping-hand.html' title='A helping hand'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5z9TTwlUla2Cagz7olc1mJhYT5F3ek0-dkyUEwMXENO7txeRVoYboZWTI8rkUrq7TpnFR-CNfZWnkPTdKPGDkW21J_0tUmVoLMvKwENQ3ReReCqC_S5YZ4Nrr5BLVh-PA5XU34awoda1L/s72-c/IMG_1067.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-4195534610202180078</id><published>2010-10-29T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T10:00:08.535-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fit Friday"/><title type='text'>Fit Friday: The beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Contrary to what having a blog may seem, I am not one to put every aspect of my life out there for eveyrone&#39;s pleasure, enjoyment, curiousity, etc.&amp;nbsp; However, I think sometimes putting things out there can be the motivation to change one&#39;s life.&amp;nbsp; A kick in the pants, if you will.&amp;nbsp; Well, a kick in the pants is exactly what I need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;With all of the recent &quot;activities&quot; in my family, I am freaking a little.&amp;nbsp; I need to make sure I am here for a long time for my girls.&amp;nbsp; So basically, I am on a quest to get healthier.&amp;nbsp; Right now, I answer to just me.&amp;nbsp; Do you know how easy it is to lie to yourself or make excuses to yourself?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, too easy.&amp;nbsp; So, putting it all (well, not &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;) out there, I can&#39;t really make exscuses anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I am going to start what I will call &quot;Fit Friday&quot; as a way be accountable for my life and the things that I need to do.&amp;nbsp; I have one goal in mind: lead a healthier lifestyle for myself and my girls.&amp;nbsp; What exactly does all of this entail, well I am still trying to figure all of that out.&amp;nbsp; I think if I lay out goals for each week, that will help.&amp;nbsp; If you have any suggestions, I would love to hear!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Week 1 goals:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;* Take vitamins everyday (I am anemic and don&#39;t take care of that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;* Cut back on the quantity of M&amp;amp;M&#39;s consumed.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;---Yeah, that will be hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Wish me luck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4195534610202180078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/fit-friday-beginning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/4195534610202180078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/4195534610202180078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/fit-friday-beginning.html' title='Fit Friday: The beginning'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-3250891120100408831</id><published>2010-10-28T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T10:00:02.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;She drives me crazy&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I think the girls are telling me they are ready for their license.&amp;nbsp; Just a minor technicality that they can&#39;t reach the pedals or see over the steering wheel.&lt;br /&gt;
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Should I be concerned that A tried to lock me out of the car? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;When it&#39;s L&#39;s turn to climb into the car (we take turns every day), she is more interested in the snack cups that I keep.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3250891120100408831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/she-drives-me-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/3250891120100408831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/3250891120100408831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/she-drives-me-crazy.html' title='&quot;She drives me crazy&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhevOcZ-YMFoM2-pBRJ1k6qZ43BQsEdqrAucBGt_TBvO2Kc5eZ_dX-WuBGC1pdlNTrkU2N5pBh6jGLRbo7KRUTodiHD7Nn9I8c5M11BBWzqTLDCQmtZQ6wSx5Llp5f6GDvNhGaaHObj6P37/s72-c/IMG_1045.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-581451932470912014</id><published>2010-10-27T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T12:00:05.566-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wednesday"/><title type='text'>Worldess Wednesday: A look back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Taking a look back to when our wild and crazy girls were just a month old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Today, they are still trying to squeeze into the smallest spaces together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi4v_s1Vv6GUoLfT0cz5QomYTbqaHNpJkDkQldpzLVsKPPzL5N1P7aVT9ek55vm-hYrXlp_32tzyxnwJQwhu_3Cm8ICRLJfFXQtTfNgVUE7K8KcoHXpi6_nwvA80p9D0vAfcxTT3iCs646/s320/IMG_1042.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/581451932470912014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/worldess-wednesday-look-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/581451932470912014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/581451932470912014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/worldess-wednesday-look-back.html' title='Worldess Wednesday: A look back'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7HB4OuMAlAv-Uj0lZy-xjbJ5V8X6hHzMQ4ezXZuPQ6etfAabxSF8OI4kRrpyJVyMP-yD4W5HSr9lD_HWPS8yhGMZEQVCx4-SKuGdrtuzhJfJcJWKVjU_6uMW8UKebME9VEu-7JGKmCtv/s72-c/s41313ca109581_4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-8731488190854644959</id><published>2010-10-27T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T10:00:08.137-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="epilepsy"/><title type='text'>A possible link?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I saw a report yesterday (thanks Facebook friends) stating that Hylands Teething tablets are being recalled due to varying amounts of belladona in the pills.&amp;nbsp; One of the possible side affects of this is seizures.&amp;nbsp; Although, I believe when we have used the tablets we did so in accordance to the instruction, it is something that I am going to bring up at our next epileptologist appointment.&amp;nbsp; Since we still do not have an answer for the girls epilepsy, I want to investigate every possible angle I can.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately I did not keep records of when the girls had the drop attacks and anything they may have eaten, drank or ingested prior to the seizures.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;The reality is that this probably does not have a link to what we are dealing with, but everything is worth looking into.&amp;nbsp; Seriously though, how awesome would it be if that is what was causing the seizures?&amp;nbsp; Well, maybe awesome isn&#39;t the right word, but it would be an answer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;You can read more information about the recall &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.charlotteobserver.com/2009/02/20/551414/recalls.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8731488190854644959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/possible-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/8731488190854644959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/8731488190854644959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/possible-link.html' title='A possible link?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-9154587846550852743</id><published>2010-10-26T18:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:42:54.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Any given Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Saturday&#39;s in our house are very busy between soccer and running errangs.&amp;nbsp; So, we try to make Sunday&#39;s as low-key and stress free as possible.&amp;nbsp; Well, as stress-free and low-key a small house with two high energy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;toddlers can be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This past Sunday was no exception.&amp;nbsp; Since it was the last day our local apple orchard was open, we decided to take advantage and get some pumpkins and apples.&amp;nbsp; The girls were not too sure of the pumpkin patch when we first started out.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it was because they were sound asleep in the car.&amp;nbsp; Then A saw the tractor and that is all she focused on.&amp;nbsp; The child LOVES tractors.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;After the pumpkin patch, we picked up some apples and headed home.&amp;nbsp; It was time for lunch and nap.&amp;nbsp; In normal fashion, the girls slept for about 30 minutes.&amp;nbsp; But, unlike normal, the girls curled up on the couch with momma and fell back to sleep.&amp;nbsp; It was AWESOME!&amp;nbsp; It has been so long that they have let me curl up with them and stayed still.&amp;nbsp; I was not complaining.&amp;nbsp; Adam also took the opportunity to catch up on his sleep.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Once the girls woke up, it was time for more fun!&amp;nbsp; We parked their high chairs in the kitchen so that they could help me make an apple pie.&amp;nbsp; Since apples are a staple in the house, the corer/peeler/slicer is always attached to the counter.&amp;nbsp; The girls like watching that and sometimes do a little dance when I am turning it.&amp;nbsp; They took turns stirring the ingredients for me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Once the pie was in the oven and filling the house with amazing aroma, it was time to carve our pumpkins.&amp;nbsp; It has been so long since I carved a pumpkin, I almost forgot where to begin.&amp;nbsp; I definitely forgot how much work it was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;We ended the day with the lighting of our pumpkins.&amp;nbsp; What a perfect Sunday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfKjZDHfEer4HJwvCYGiBY8UTxLIw5vCPr3jlkZNSy6Gt_A5CsET9-ysFkmNf_-NKHy-0B5KSMe-0FvxmqzLG0HLd442aYP0wbRifb9sMHEfo_X2MuKdT9MCo9KuRtGev_Ly5dyfhQhMxg/s320/IMG_1107.JPG&quot; width=&quot;275&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0px none;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9154587846550852743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/any-given-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/9154587846550852743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/9154587846550852743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/any-given-sunday.html' title='Any given Sunday'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn9eX0r1tJen1mQAHW9m5KntQC9Menrs5IF65jKinEiJiBzAkHNQ-f59Vw02bfl995uZlXFYcOdunWza1kz4Ts_350Uijkyupwy5AI3SX5us6Y3nwwp8PNHd6Ojpvxt5RV03eZNFyOsr2Y/s72-c/IMG_1070.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-9198922348469151411</id><published>2010-10-26T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:00:06.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Bend it like Beckham&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYA-QcN8o91QHU8LR4x4rJ_8Y8F8VD1g2ufn-ToKAacrmdzKHkB0BNhOF_3BoxUL9UObdCtHMw2XRnxzwb85QZTvbTMs2ljb253ync7iFjuyXhgt5eDMwDSjytXMXaiCR6wF5lthlTIoqD/s320/IMG_1012.JPG&quot; width=&quot;275&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;We decided to start the girls in a soccer program earlier this month.&amp;nbsp; I know what you are thinking, soccer already?&amp;nbsp; Yup.&amp;nbsp; The program starts at 18 months and runs for 6 weeks.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s a parent participation program and is more like &quot;organized play&quot; with a few soccer balls thrown in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I enjoyed running around with the girls and really seeing their personalities come out.&amp;nbsp; L, like normal, was a little more reserved and quiet.&amp;nbsp; She was a slower to start and get into the activities.&amp;nbsp; A, she observed for a minute and then jumped right in.&amp;nbsp; She really takes to it and dribbles like a star!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Putting them in soccer is helping them with their gross motor skills, listening and following direction.&amp;nbsp; They do jumping jacks, arm stretches, run around like airplanes, dribble, and kick goals.&amp;nbsp; After all of that, they get to crawl through a tunnel and play with the big soccer balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Unfortunately, I didn&#39;t get a lot of pictures.&amp;nbsp; When they say &quot;parent participation&quot; they mean PARENT PARTICIPATION.&amp;nbsp; Adam and I came out sweating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9198922348469151411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/bend-it-like-beckham.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/9198922348469151411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/9198922348469151411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/bend-it-like-beckham.html' title='&quot;Bend it like Beckham&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYA-QcN8o91QHU8LR4x4rJ_8Y8F8VD1g2ufn-ToKAacrmdzKHkB0BNhOF_3BoxUL9UObdCtHMw2XRnxzwb85QZTvbTMs2ljb253ync7iFjuyXhgt5eDMwDSjytXMXaiCR6wF5lthlTIoqD/s72-c/IMG_1012.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-4884829801759353145</id><published>2010-09-27T21:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:49:00.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What&#39;s in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Choosing a name for your child is hard.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s not only a personal choice, but it is also something that you want to make sure fits the child and, in my opinion, is timeless.&amp;nbsp; When we were &quot;shopping&quot; for names, we decided to first consult the Bible.&amp;nbsp; We only wanted first names that were Bible names.&amp;nbsp; We felt that those were classic, timeless names.&amp;nbsp; From there, it was choosing names that either we liked or had special meaning to us.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Telling people the name (or names) you have chosen for your child before the birth is a personal choice.&amp;nbsp; Some people choose not to so that they don&#39;t have to listen to the opinions.&amp;nbsp; Me, I am a strong person.&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t care.&amp;nbsp; I was proud and excited.&amp;nbsp; I couldn&#39;t wait to tell the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;We chose the name Abigail because it is something that both of us really liked (after dismissing a lot of names that one of us liked, but not the other).&amp;nbsp; Her middle name is a family name.&amp;nbsp; Her middle name comes from Adam&#39;s side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Elizabeth&#39;s middle name came from my side of the family.&amp;nbsp; Her first name, that was a little harder.&amp;nbsp; More so for me, than for Adam.&amp;nbsp; First, it is a Bible name.&amp;nbsp; From there, it is not only a name that we like, it will always hold a special place in my heart.&amp;nbsp; Elizabeth is the middle name of Godmother/Aunt Jane.&amp;nbsp; Sadly, my Aunt lost her battle with cancer two years ago.&amp;nbsp; Today is her birthday in Heaven.&amp;nbsp; I had really wanted to tell my Aunt that I was pregnant before she passed, but didn&#39;t have the chance.&amp;nbsp; I am sure she would have been happy for us.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A year and a half after choosing those names, I am still in love with them!&amp;nbsp; Not just the name, but the person holding them as well.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4884829801759353145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-in-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/4884829801759353145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/4884829801759353145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-in-name.html' title='What&#39;s in a name?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-8626272223884241589</id><published>2010-09-27T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:55:31.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Are you ready for some football!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Daddy found Bears shirts for the girls the other day, so of course they had to wear them!&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, they had to wear them on Sunday even though the Bears play tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Here is a look back at last year, opening day:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;And finally, here is a quick shot of how things REALLY occur in our household:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8626272223884241589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/bear-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/8626272223884241589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/8626272223884241589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/bear-down.html' title='Bear Down!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoqBORRySqvpNrxbZsYwzwZTHxvOxskpYAW966D1pev8rysunU5D1lsIBiQsqJNMvrErrJUG9mLSTckD2AJ-1Nf9tmNJjop3cjTUANONJzkfY6UOquSJamPyrC3qI9i7Wb4FvPLDpLYo_V/s72-c/IMG_3136.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-3748261739293875697</id><published>2010-09-25T08:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T22:06:47.475-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="epilepsy"/><title type='text'>The hardest part</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;The hardest part of the girls having epilepsy is the worry.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t worry about the life they will lead or having limits in the future.&amp;nbsp; The &quot;perk&quot; about diagnosing early is that they will never know any different.&amp;nbsp; Also, we are determined to ensure that they live a life as normal as possible and never feel like they have to miss out on something because of this.&amp;nbsp; No, I worry about every day, every movement, every noise. Did they get their medicine? Are they on the right dose?&amp;nbsp; Is the medicine the right thing?&amp;nbsp; Even more, I worry about the root cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Unfortunately, as of right now, we have no answers for their epilepsy.&amp;nbsp; Neither side of the family has a history or seizures or epilepsy.&amp;nbsp; Neither of the girls have anything going on in their brains that would disrupt the &quot;flow&quot; causing the seizures.&amp;nbsp; And because I have a habit of over-thinking, analyzing and worrying, I can&#39;t stop thinking about their birth.&amp;nbsp; They were 6 weeks early and did not need any oxygen.&amp;nbsp; Did not giving them oxygen cause the epilepsy?&amp;nbsp; Should they have gotten it?&amp;nbsp; I know that I can&#39;t go back and get a do-over or any answers.&amp;nbsp; I also know that I have to trust the wonderful NICU doctors and nurses at the hospital.&amp;nbsp; But hey, I am a mom.&amp;nbsp; They are my babies.&amp;nbsp; I worry that I did something wrong that caused this.&amp;nbsp; If only I could have left them cooking for longer, maybe they wouldn&#39;t have to live with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A and L have what is called &quot;drop attacks.&quot;&amp;nbsp; So, when I say that they have seizures, it is not what you see on t.v.&amp;nbsp; The fall to the ground and shake.&amp;nbsp; A&#39;s have always been really slight and L&#39;s a little more dramatic.&amp;nbsp; But, many people probably wouldn&#39;t have noticed them.&amp;nbsp; Shot, for awhile I didn&#39;t recognize them as seizures.&amp;nbsp; Because of this, I feel like we are very sensitive to every movement they make.&amp;nbsp; If they had the stereotypical seizure, maybe it wouldn&#39;t be so bad.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I wouldn&#39;t be second guessing every movement they make.&amp;nbsp; As it is now, every time I see them move their head or stare into space I wonder &quot;was that a seizure?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;And oh my goodness, when they are sleeping, forget about it!&amp;nbsp; I can hear them on the monitor and I hear them move or make a whimper.&amp;nbsp; Immediately I freeze and listen.&amp;nbsp; Is everything o.k.?&amp;nbsp; I know in my head that they are just tossing and turning.&amp;nbsp; Tell that to my heart and my irrational side.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Right now, we are just kinda stuck in limbo with their epilepsy.&amp;nbsp; They continue to take the medication twice-a-day.&amp;nbsp; That in itself is an adventure.&amp;nbsp; They continue to be, what we think, seizure free.&amp;nbsp; We will continue on with the medication until the Spring of 2012 (that&#39;s so far away!) then wean them off and see what happens.&amp;nbsp; That is scary.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;These are my babies.&amp;nbsp; I want to make sure I can give them the best of everything and give them the best life possible.&amp;nbsp; If could take this away from them, I would.&amp;nbsp; But it is part of who they are. I may not always be the best mom and I may not always make the decisions that others may think I should, but I am their mom.&amp;nbsp; I will always do my best for them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3748261739293875697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/hardest-part.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/3748261739293875697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/3748261739293875697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/hardest-part.html' title='The hardest part'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-2210967878222303708</id><published>2010-09-24T08:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T08:25:00.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toys = I need a bigger house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The girls are getting so bored with the toys that they have.&amp;nbsp; They have been playing with many of the same ones for at least 6 months.&amp;nbsp; I have added a couple of things over the summer, but nothing major.&amp;nbsp; I feel bad for them.&amp;nbsp; But, I have no idea what toys to get them.&amp;nbsp; The other issue is that I have a small house with limited space for toys while still allowing room for the girls to run around. Since Christmas is approaching fast, I don&#39;t want to go out and buy toys now.&amp;nbsp; But, I have been trying to do a lot of thinking about what toys to ask for them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;At daycare, they love playing with the baby dolls and little doll strollers.&amp;nbsp; Recently, they wrapped the babies in blankets, told them &quot;ni-ni&quot; and put them to bed.&amp;nbsp; I think they would also enjoy a toy kitchen, but it needs to be a narrow one to fit against the wall in a small space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Help!&amp;nbsp; I need lots of suggestions for small, but fun, toys for two year olds.&amp;nbsp; I say two because their birthday is shortly after Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Let&#39;s see, what else do they like.&amp;nbsp; They love talking on the phone.&amp;nbsp; They love books.&amp;nbsp; Puzzles are so-so at this point.&amp;nbsp; They really just enjoy dumping all the pieces off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2210967878222303708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/toys-i-need-bigger-house.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/2210967878222303708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/2210967878222303708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/toys-i-need-bigger-house.html' title='Toys = I need a bigger house'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-5618146394941321354</id><published>2010-09-23T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T08:30:00.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you read to me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;We have two little girls who LOVE to read books.&amp;nbsp; Actually, love is a gross understatement.&amp;nbsp; Given the opportunity, they would sit there and be read to or read on their own all day.&amp;nbsp; Our little book worms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;What was your favorite childhood book?  What is (or was) your child&#39;s favorite book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;The current favorite in my house which is seriously read four or five times, by each of us, every day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Other past fav&#39;s:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CWaVox8e1fEkhVqqbgmEvWF3M1jWJz2pOXO_c41bstGztAc24A6LBSTwwzug44KHK7QFq_8RERoU-5aXdxFBX1WdT5Ah2glunVYjmk4uu94cmpNR5oaGksTn91ldXi_vDlzxywZc6u5-/s1600/belly.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CWaVox8e1fEkhVqqbgmEvWF3M1jWJz2pOXO_c41bstGztAc24A6LBSTwwzug44KHK7QFq_8RERoU-5aXdxFBX1WdT5Ah2glunVYjmk4uu94cmpNR5oaGksTn91ldXi_vDlzxywZc6u5-/s200/belly.jpg&quot; width=&quot;177&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqkTCio_SxVtwlB3KSJMSh74qEP9RtkxDv7H22WO6va7CG28t_dLnNgrNHIuLqahO13wel1chMCmUlKaTHcQrDI7OD4g15bsVhXsNFuu_91qhoQlpKrRsGhijJVPZi9geaTCp24Vfr6c_C/s1600/beep.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqkTCio_SxVtwlB3KSJMSh74qEP9RtkxDv7H22WO6va7CG28t_dLnNgrNHIuLqahO13wel1chMCmUlKaTHcQrDI7OD4g15bsVhXsNFuu_91qhoQlpKrRsGhijJVPZi9geaTCp24Vfr6c_C/s200/beep.jpg&quot; width=&quot;198&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mylivesignature.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3063308781824096209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/3063308781824096209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/3063308781824096209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSnd9znh_Y4iYA-B2TVobpIyWkl21kXtXIxclrRAOlUT3_OXv1i3CkHEygKcmOFMrDQSn1BH8Xrs_ZF30o28n2HpFtJflG8HCW14fhip3cthQVQ8sLEjwfTDpw_-HXBxJtPEhyphenhyphenrgu6b_G0/s72-c/IMG_0742.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-7344794483009252982</id><published>2010-09-21T10:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:30:01.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples, peaches, and pears OH MY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;We are on a quest to visit all of the apple orchards around here.&amp;nbsp; No, not really.&amp;nbsp; But I am addicted to visiting them!&amp;nbsp; We have only been to two, but I get excited and start planning in my head when I see an ad for a new place.&amp;nbsp; The girls always have so much fun and I love seeing their excitement as they run around plucking apples from the trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;This past weekend we went to another orchard that had not just apples, but also peaches and pears ready for picking.&amp;nbsp; It was fun.&amp;nbsp; We took a little train to three different stops to do picking.&amp;nbsp; On one of the stops, they also had a play area with a little park, farm animals, and a bbq.&amp;nbsp; Aside from the animals, the girls were in love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;First, we took a train ride to the pears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Finally, we ate some apples and rode some pigs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I have so many plans for the pounds and pounds of apples that we picked.&amp;nbsp; More applesauce (unfortunately the girls don&#39;t like the previous batch), apple muffins, and maybe this recipe for apple granola that I was sent tonight.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited!&amp;nbsp; I hope the girls like this batch of cooking better!&amp;nbsp; Ya know, I wish I would have thought to do apple pancakes when I made a double batch yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. Seriously, how cute are my girls in their little piggy tails?&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7344794483009252982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/apples-peaches-and-pears-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/7344794483009252982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/7344794483009252982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/apples-peaches-and-pears-oh-my.html' title='Apples, peaches, and pears OH MY!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxj6PjojUGky5bcszhLuiVNuSgMz_Aw2IqdD3-NPCXZfTQpx0MrT46LlMy77dHopZILRyL_G3GWwbO9_hJgSsf-ijNH3cC-X3OX9HWdsxjIEPI73NGjJNN4ju-TAEB4U09hJL1KdsXTMoX/s72-c/IMG_0947.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-5478307491590919759</id><published>2010-09-21T08:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T08:36:00.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Wait, did I just say &quot;Christmas Countdown&quot;?&amp;nbsp; YES!&amp;nbsp; Christmas is by far my most favorite holiday.&amp;nbsp; I love Christmas because I am such a little kid inside, I love buying/giving gifts and being around family.&amp;nbsp; But, now since the girls have been born, I have a whole new appreciation for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I love being able to see the world through their eyes, and this is no different.&amp;nbsp; Last Christmas was a lot of fun, and this will be even better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I never knew how exhausting finger painting can be!&amp;nbsp; All I can say is wow.&amp;nbsp; But, the most important thing is the girls had a lot of fun and the grandparents all enjoyed their cards.&amp;nbsp; This also gave us the opportunity to see the girls different personalities in full swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;L had no problem grabbing handfuls of paint and throwing it on the paper resulting in a paint loaded and soaked paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A doesn&#39;t like having her hands dirty, therefore she preferred the one finger method.&amp;nbsp; One finger at a time she dipped into the paint and wiped on the paper.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;But, A has no problem at all taking the same finger, loaded with blue paint, and shoving it into her mouth.&amp;nbsp; (Thank you Crayola for making your products non-toxic!)&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Take these, for example. So cute.&amp;nbsp; I would love to be able to wear them.&amp;nbsp; But, I am afraid I would probably fall down and break something.&amp;nbsp; Ya&#39;ll, I am not as young as I used to be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;But, I have to set all of that aside and get new shoes for the girls.&amp;nbsp; It is getting colder out, they can&#39;t keep wearing sandals.&amp;nbsp; This is stressful!&amp;nbsp; Why do they have to wear shoes?&amp;nbsp; Now I am tasked with not only finding practical shoes, but shoes that fit these tiny feet and are comfortable for them.&amp;nbsp; Ummm.....yeah.&amp;nbsp; Like they are really going to tell me if they are uncomfortable.&amp;nbsp; At the very least, I need to get a pair of sneakers for each and a pair of boots for winter.&lt;br /&gt;
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And oh yea, my girls are shoe lovers!&amp;nbsp; They are obsessed with shoes. &lt;br /&gt;
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Here are some that I am thinking about. &lt;br /&gt;
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I also really like the Timberland sneakers and think that they would hold up.&amp;nbsp; But I have an issue spending $60 on a pair of sneakers for them when I know they will be out of them soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/488223132753554743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/put-your-left-foot-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/488223132753554743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/488223132753554743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/put-your-left-foot-in.html' title='Put your left foot in'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4109/4996731858_a117f97707_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-2351660928003385148</id><published>2010-09-12T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T12:42:17.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playground Protocol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Apparently there is some secret protocol for playgrounds.&amp;nbsp; I obviously do not know about it.&amp;nbsp; Some place, it is stated that a child can forget all manners and respect for others when on a playground.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, no one told my girls this either.&amp;nbsp; Yup, I am going to be the &quot;no fun&quot; mom when they are older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Seriously though.&amp;nbsp; I have taken them to two different playgrounds and the results have been very similar.&amp;nbsp; There are always older kids running around and, in my opinion, being rude to the other people there. No, I am not a stuffy person and I understand that playgrounds are places where kids can go and have fun.&amp;nbsp; But, does that mean all boundaries and manners have to be forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Why is it acceptable for a bigger kid to push a smaller kid out of the way to climb up the slide the wrong way or to use a piece of equipment?&amp;nbsp; Yes, I know you are bigger, but that is just plain rude.&amp;nbsp; Wait your turn.&amp;nbsp; I expect my girls to be polite, wait their turn, and use play equipment properly.&amp;nbsp; This doesn&#39;t mean they are not having fun.&amp;nbsp; It just means that they allow others to have fun as well.&amp;nbsp; What gets me even more than the kids acting this way is that no parent comes forward to say anything to their child.&amp;nbsp; In my opinion, a park is not a place to just drop your child off and forget about them.&amp;nbsp; Be active!&amp;nbsp; Take part in your child&#39;s life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Twice now this has happened.&amp;nbsp; The girls have been &quot;accidentally&quot; kicked, pushed, or hit by another eager child wanting to use a toy.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t always think that the child is doing it on purpose.&amp;nbsp; I think the other children get excited and have fun.&amp;nbsp; Lord knows, my girls do not always act the best.&amp;nbsp; However, I do try to make sure that when we are out, they are respectful of others and use their manners.&amp;nbsp; This can only help them later in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;OK, I will step off my soap box now.&amp;nbsp; Here are some fun pictures of our park experience last weekend.&amp;nbsp; The girls loved it!&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t wait to go back.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2351660928003385148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/playground-protocol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/2351660928003385148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/2351660928003385148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/playground-protocol.html' title='Playground Protocol'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-YsuXUR88FPE9U3b6qNpBaAVHpIAOb81agWUkN13HOEIP5gjSm9w7K-W-yVw5hAUKcclQMFXrMWZ7GOFg_2lEZzkq8SI9kxCbE_YVJ7kQQLW-KJnNYM52cc1HBFgu-lYGX6LTLufhVBCV/s72-c/IMG_0926.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-1496031432931173380</id><published>2010-09-11T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:37:48.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Month Check-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;We had our18 month check-up yesterday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Ok, first.&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t believe they are 18 months old!&amp;nbsp; Seriously?!&amp;nbsp; How did that happen?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Boring stuff now.&amp;nbsp; L is 31 inches long and weighs in at 22 pounds.&amp;nbsp; A is 30 3/4 inches long and weighs in at 20.8 pounds.&amp;nbsp; I am not so sure about A&#39;s weight.&amp;nbsp; They eat like pigs!&amp;nbsp; That means she only gained 3.5 ounces in the last 3 months.&amp;nbsp; This child has drank 3 glasses of milk in the last 4.5 hours and eaten lunch, samples around Costco and a snack.&amp;nbsp; I think I will re-weigh her on our scale at home.&amp;nbsp; However, they are both staying right on their curves, so nothing to worry about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;On a side note, I can&#39;t wait for the girls to be old enough to explain to them what 9/11 is and why it is so important.&amp;nbsp; I also want them to know how it impacted all our lives.&amp;nbsp; The day may be gone, but it will never be forgotten.&amp;nbsp; So many people lost their lives that morning.&amp;nbsp; I am forever grateful to the fireman and soldiers who have and continue to make a difference.&amp;nbsp; If you see a soldier today, or any other day, stop to give them thanks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;If I have the opportunity to give A and L something to hang on to, I jump at the chance.&amp;nbsp; Now that they are getting older, those chances are much more frequent and enjoyable!&amp;nbsp; They are such a joy to be around.&amp;nbsp; Seeing the excitement and life through a child&#39;s eyes is truly amazing.&amp;nbsp; It makes you feel young and like a child again too!&amp;nbsp; We all know how much I enjoy the &quot;simple&quot; things in life.&amp;nbsp; Besides, being a child again gives me an excuse to carry my blanket around!&amp;nbsp; (Not that I really needed one.&amp;nbsp; It lives in a box next to my bed.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;You want an instant smile on your face, ride in a car with my girls.&amp;nbsp; It doesn&#39;t matter where you are, as soon as you get there, both of them get very excited and get wait to get out and conquer the world.&amp;nbsp; Recently, we took the girls on a few adventures.&amp;nbsp; We went apple picking, did finger painting, and went to a new park.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t know about the, but we were beat after all of that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Apple picking was a blast with the girls.&amp;nbsp; It was also yet another opportunity that showed us how different their personalities are.&amp;nbsp; We took a hayride out to the orchard and as soon as we were on the ground, L was off and running.&amp;nbsp; She was grabbing the apples on the trees and pulling like she had been doing it for years.&amp;nbsp; A was more interested in the easy ones, the ones on the ground.&amp;nbsp; We ran around out in the orchard for awhile and filled up a bag of apples.&amp;nbsp; A even walked around eating an apple all by herself!&amp;nbsp; Now, mommy has a bag full of apples and yummy applesauce on the brain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4447526694150815659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/memories-to-last-lifetime.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/4447526694150815659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/4447526694150815659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/memories-to-last-lifetime.html' title='Memories to last a lifetime'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsbd5rdNuQPv1XjM5J_AM9n8ALcNlqx2IiDresYUofDCnW49wpJiL276lupPKXJmSgar9IR8IljwO06lStVNwmKgaTW5AR_MRbA7lniqKZFRb7YNp-cecE0n1VbTDRb7G59uHSXXtE8nTi/s72-c/IMG_0878.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-68594762072219891</id><published>2010-09-08T13:00:00.034-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:20:35.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here&#39;s to three!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Three years ago I married an amazing man.&amp;nbsp; A man who turned out to be an excellent father to our daughters.&amp;nbsp; Not that I ever doubted.&amp;nbsp; We have been together 10 years and married 3.&amp;nbsp; Wow, has it really been that long?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Adam has been responsible for so many memories and so many smiles in my life.&amp;nbsp; Eleven years ago, I could never have imagined that my life would have ended up here.&amp;nbsp; A man who loves me uncontrollably and unconditionally.&amp;nbsp; A man who thinks I am most beautiful when I first wake up in the morning.&amp;nbsp; A man who lives hard, laughs hard, and loves hard.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for three years of marriage.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t have to hope for many more.&amp;nbsp; I know there will be many more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/283/4546550B9C2B18FD6AEE2F5AAAC189D7.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/68594762072219891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/heres-to-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/68594762072219891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777993779132758897/posts/default/68594762072219891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stroudsblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/heres-to-three.html' title='Here&#39;s to three!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCWsQ9Ugyt_4BPLsJUkJgzjCh3y8LWUB4b_JeAHPKwsCFPgw-5PG5Euiya8TXvd_9_c3HxaEuT-3b-92AsMAxYI8lfYspL5QGbLZ-w1wFCtpJsHYo6As46WLZX2hA_grMLmgi8hxQTD4IR/s72-c/29.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777993779132758897.post-886796622907394176</id><published>2010-09-07T22:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:27:17.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing older.....I&#39;m not ready!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I can&#39;t believe my little babies are 1 1/2 years old now.&amp;nbsp; Where did  time go?&amp;nbsp; It seems just like yesterday that I was pregnant/in  labor/holding a little 4 pound preemie.&amp;nbsp; I know it is so cliche to say,  but I love this age!&amp;nbsp; Well, for the most part.&amp;nbsp; A and L have so many  funny faces, smiles, and actions that keep us laughing and smiling most  of the time.&amp;nbsp; BUT, there are many times where they leave us wanting to  pull our hair out.&amp;nbsp; The screaming....oh the screaming.&amp;nbsp; Ear piercing.&amp;nbsp;  It&#39;s a game between A and L.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Let&#39;s see who can scream louder!&quot;&amp;nbsp; Ya  know what though, I will take all of the tough/frustrating times just so  that I can see their smiles first thing in the morning.&amp;nbsp; They are, and  always will be, my little babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A and L then and now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Before I know it, these two little wonders will be two!&amp;nbsp; A part of me can&#39;t wait and looks forward to every stage.&amp;nbsp; But there is a part of me that wants them to stay 1 1/2 forever.&amp;nbsp; Can&#39;t I have it both ways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;So, what has been going on in our lives.&amp;nbsp; A lot!&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t believe my little preemies are about to be 1 1/2 years old.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, where has the time gone?&amp;nbsp; I have so many memories of the last 1 1/2 years.&amp;nbsp; A lot of good memories and some I would like to forget.&amp;nbsp; But hey, what parent can&#39;t say that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Right now the A and L are into EVERYTHING!&amp;nbsp; The word &quot;no&quot; is just encouragement to do it.&amp;nbsp; Timeout is just a game.&amp;nbsp; But, when they come running to you with their arms wide open to cling to you, everything else is wiped away.&amp;nbsp; They are now and will forever be my babies.&amp;nbsp; They brighten my day brighter than any sunshine ever could. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I guess I need to make a commitment.&amp;nbsp; Update the blog more often! &amp;nbsp; Because I am winning the award for Mother of the Year and haven&#39;t done baby books for the girls, I need some way to chronicle their life.&amp;nbsp; I guess this is a good place!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;We were hoping for a Dr free, relaxing weekend.  We did good on  Saturday.  Sunday, Abi decided to start coughing and have a runny nose.   Off to the pediatrician we went with her.  Double ear infection. Just  had to one-up her sister.  Not sure how this would affect the MRI on  Monday morning, we made plans to be there early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It was decided on Monday morning that the MRI would be postponed.  There  was too much of a chance of Abi coughing during the exam making it  impossible to get could pictures of her brain.  I was actually kind of  glad to not have to go through with it.  I think avoidance was setting  in at that point.  However, in its place, we now had to have  echo-cardiograms done.  Also on Monday, we had appointments set-up for  the girls to have all of the EEG leads glued back onto their heads so  that they could come home for a 48 hour study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Monday night, we couldn&#39;t figure out how we were going to make this at  home EEG work.  Both girls had these leads attached to their heads that  were then wrapped with a long stocking cap and a pack behind them  holding the monitor.  How were we going to get through two days of this  without having to follow the girls constantly carrying this pack.   Necessity is the mother of all invention.  We were able to figure out a  way to attach the packs the girls back using the straps to their booster  seats.  Yes!  This allowed the girls to go to day care on Tuesday and  Adam and I to escape to work.  It was so nice getting back to something  normal, if only for a day.  Mentally, we needed the break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKSro5yuV6MiK1miN23d0oyU7Lo3wFN8GhADIIswICcP2ompOgdYZCUbk-GN1vdgB1H4Y1810N7xX3dV_Z3Eof95lRJoFnAzyXqwM0je-FNFvDkuFXhQin3Ln6VdyhS0zV4mHei770G4OK/s1600/IMG_0273.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKSro5yuV6MiK1miN23d0oyU7Lo3wFN8GhADIIswICcP2ompOgdYZCUbk-GN1vdgB1H4Y1810N7xX3dV_Z3Eof95lRJoFnAzyXqwM0je-FNFvDkuFXhQin3Ln6VdyhS0zV4mHei770G4OK/s320/IMG_0273.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;On 2/24, we made the trip back to Children&#39;s Hospital for the  leads to be removed.  The good/bad news was that we did not see any of  the attacks while on the monitors.  Good because they have not had one  since last Wednesday.  Bad because we were not able to make a notation  on the monitor so that they could correlate the brain waves.  Yesterday  was the best trip to Children&#39;s.  No additional testing while there.  I  feel like it took us longer to find a place to park than it did for us  to be in the hospital!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;We got the results of the EEG&#39;s back and confirmed our fears, epilepsy.&amp;nbsp; Both girls showed brain spikes, but no actual seizures while on the monitors.&amp;nbsp; After a lot of illness and insurance issues, we finally got their MRI&#39;s in.&amp;nbsp; Both girls had to be sedated.&amp;nbsp; The downside, they were at different times!&amp;nbsp; Adam went with A in the morning and she did great.&amp;nbsp; I went with L in the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; She started off great, then started to wake up so she required an extra dose of sedation.&amp;nbsp; A few days later we got the results we were hoping for.&amp;nbsp; Both MRI&#39;s looked great!&amp;nbsp; L was absolutely normal.&amp;nbsp; A&#39;s showed some immaturity of fibers, but we are told that could be due to being preemie and she will most likely grow out of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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