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I always loved how simple and timeless they were. So I decided to try my hand in making some of our kids. But instead of the old fashioned shadow against dark black paper, and hours cutting out the tiny details in scissors, I turned to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/create/button/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.thesefour.com%2F2012%2F05%2Fmothers-day-silhouette-project.html&amp;media=https%3A%2F%2Flh4.googleusercontent.com%2F-aS6Zw-Vixx0%2FT7EO_BdXPoI%2FAAAAAAAAQiU%2F_EtsyQOQhbk%2Fs775%2FIMG_2737.JPG&amp;description=Mother's%20Day%20Silhouette%20Project" class="pin-it-button" count-layout="horizontal"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="//assets.pinterest.com/images/PinExt.png" title="Pin It" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aS6Zw-Vixx0/T7EO_BdXPoI/AAAAAAAAQiU/_EtsyQOQhbk/s775/IMG_2737.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I bribed the children (except Corbin, he was easy)to stand REALLY still and look at the wall. It helps if you use a background that doesn't appear in their skin tone or hair color. I had read a tutorial that said shooting a picture against a window would work, but Emma's was probably the hardest to do because the sun washed out some of her features and made them harder to select.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Kz8FWIk-WYI/T7EZISUkBvI/AAAAAAAAQjY/sIdrYe7bBwk/s775/Desktop8.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I opened up paint.net (which is a free download) and used the magic wand tool to select their profiles. It was definitely hit or miss, and took about 5-10 minutes to do. Once I was happy with the selection, I pasted it onto a white background, and filled it with black. I zoomed in to make sure I had filled every part black, and that it looked decently smooth. I chopped off their profiles at the shoulder, and saved the files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-k3K3S255kM0/T7EZJKjSmuI/AAAAAAAAQjc/RsMJBqzam-Y/s775/Desktop9.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had purchased frames from Walmart that already came with the matting - $5 for the ones with four 3.5 x 5 slots, and $3 for the one with two 3.5 x 5 slots and the one 5 x 7 frame. I purchased scrapbook paper for about $0.22 a sheet at Hobby Lobby. I tried to pick colors I knew would match the decor and tastes of the moms I made the presents for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loaded the paper in my printer (I bought standard printer paper size, or cut the 12x12 paper down), and selected to print the 3.5 x5 pictures. I cut them out, and then taped them behind the matting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NIOKvyn96Fc/T7EPB7w5GeI/AAAAAAAAQic/q68v_ncPUD4/s775/IMG_2740.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-48o2KHRXRp8/T7EPFI6yFwI/AAAAAAAAQik/YSCIpT7T-t0/s667/IMG_2741.JPG" height="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xv7es6J2lac/T7EPH-1uWdI/AAAAAAAAQis/fovr_yfysRs/s667/IMG_2742.JPG" height="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lZquWvMw9Jw/T7EPLJfCteI/AAAAAAAAQi0/ceIscWt9uto/s667/IMG_2743.JPG" height="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Zvr6s9B7AgE/T7EPNxU4EzI/AAAAAAAAQi8/I2jwzmNDAK8/s667/IMG_2744.JPG" height="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iBCVIuPwOs8/T7EPRasfhqI/AAAAAAAAQjI/aMY7ni5-02I/s667/IMG_2762.JPG" height="600" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila. A timeless, cherish-able, and inexpensive (less than $5.50) Mother's Day gift!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682716074181613390-2080055561623314854?l=www.thesefour.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kOD8m3_JaMM/T5FpiZITJgI/AAAAAAAAPwg/YUvELcUJfVk/s720/fridayphonedump.png" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hai there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SR-Hn4hJEEA/T6wKa6Sh8LI/AAAAAAAAQeQ/0geJqQ9R4j4/s666/IMAG1589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aVSv3CdjbP4/T6wKX9yAHMI/AAAAAAAAQdw/i6uObJYagG0/s666/IMAG1579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so in love with the storage the girls' beds have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sdgwf2Gx7KA/T6wKWvG35AI/AAAAAAAAQdg/GesmqE4Q48A/s667/IMAG1560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corbin has a girlfriend ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hKOeMsEaUOc/T6wKXEYUxwI/AAAAAAAAQdo/YlucdmlSBt4/s775/IMAG1570.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6:30am...and everyone is wide awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-W7xliDV7j7s/T6wKYssnhaI/AAAAAAAAQd4/ddr9Ic8RZb0/s666/IMAG1581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's wearing 9 month clothing already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HuuDL0iSIRQ/T6wKZdk2BhI/AAAAAAAAQeA/jlXM13aHt8k/s666/IMAG1585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my lilies (I bought one small plant about 3 years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_hV7llLLNG8/T6wKaLcwkWI/AAAAAAAAQeI/OpoRUTtyBHU/s666/IMAG1587.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rwegCWxpcLs/T6wKbnE3otI/AAAAAAAAQeY/S9hCdla1XPY/s666/IMAG1599.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep saying he is such a happy baby - and I really do mean that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Q2o_QRomH9Y/T6wKca4ZWUI/AAAAAAAAQeg/_gVbY_X10xU/s775/IMAG1612.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie being goofy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-v201Jux1BWQ/T6wKe40MYDI/AAAAAAAAQe8/Me8gtUVnvAw/s666/IMAG1511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hNd2nTd4VBE/T6wKfgzsr1I/AAAAAAAAQfI/tDWhhC2-0iE/s666/IMAG1514.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to eat his shoes that daddy bought him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-83aHAtKoAeM/T6wKgX_bHEI/AAAAAAAAQfQ/nrg5R7oq13E/s666/IMAG1517.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnetic paper dolls = awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fEIet499hO0/T6wKhcZYzxI/AAAAAAAAQfY/c77murNxG2s/s666/IMAG1522.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost done with the front yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PwBTKQeNL2Y/T6wKiLLx_zI/AAAAAAAAQfg/2sbY-KgepX4/s775/IMAG1527.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Eddie checked the weather before we left and said we'd have a high of 88 - sweet. Not so much - it was close to 96 there. We had to laugh when he found a t-shirt in the gift shop that said "Columbia: Famously Hot". Because, yeah, it is. Here in Greenville, we have breezes from the lakes and mountains. Near Charleston, the beach gives off a nice breeze. There's a reason Columbia is often referred to as the "armpit of the state", lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the kids had so much fun! I had taken Natalie there for a playdate &lt;a href="http://www.thesefour.com/2011/07/natalies-fun-day.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;. Corbin only napped for about 30 minutes. He just loved to see the animals and people watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mhNfKYkF3YM/T6XssFvCJzI/AAAAAAAAP_c/VyIZeHddfXo/s576/IMG_2505.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to see some animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Oh7KxdImXcY/T6XrnDIpJFI/AAAAAAAAP88/uDK4UOYGDZQ/s576/IMG_2487.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MeVgHgrpoKU/T6XrqppmDdI/AAAAAAAAP9E/0m3xo8hnArU/s576/IMG_2488.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9uA3apMySQA/T6Xr1ELRNmI/AAAAAAAAP9g/5q-1rVd23sQ/s576/IMG_2491.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mXTbDDsc4a4/T6Xr4uOpivI/AAAAAAAAP9o/CaH1T8Z6Xj8/s576/IMG_2492.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on the Kangaroo Walkabout - you can actually walk amongst the Kangaroos. Except they were all laying near the air conditioner vent, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lZH2ac7Aj3o/T6XsH6KBZLI/AAAAAAAAP-I/qH_XXMvKVIA/s800/IMG_2496.JPG width=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying hydrated...with icees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--AHgzVS1gAk/T6XsgtQU8sI/AAAAAAAAP_A/UwhCWfy5o5s/s576/IMG_2502.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG his shades slay me with cuteness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2apX_8Bjlto/T6XrN7i5vxI/AAAAAAAAP70/zkx8Np8iWV4/s800/IMG_2477.JPG width=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zhiZdV58lb8/T6aGuMrrv-I/AAAAAAAAQCM/LcWzOECfhfA/s800/IMG_2525.JPG width=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GJG-Zf10TJc/T6aHTZkz08I/AAAAAAAAQD8/h8UqgDTYphs/s576/IMG_2538.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant snapping turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pC-jxL9MWqc/T6aJWx9OXnI/AAAAAAAAQI8/5hUh08vSgP4/s576/IMG_2580.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the aquarium &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-25CAGcF6gb4/T6aKn4xg0SI/AAAAAAAAQLc/shIyBAjDCA0/s576/IMG_2599.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ejAzggkHLvw/T6aK8frfyEI/AAAAAAAAQME/-J8GzV7Z5R0/s800/IMG_2603.JPG width=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6lS_BS-FfkE/T6aKOH-o_pI/AAAAAAAAQKs/P6v21HzGwdg/s576/IMG_2593.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nosiest, stinkiest birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HYLMKGgzJzo/T6aMCSonc8I/AAAAAAAAQOU/ICw1DFChPZk/s800/IMG_2619.JPG width=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nap time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rq-bJg61r6M/T6aMTj7RmfI/AAAAAAAAQPA/pp0COnHt2Fw/s576/IMG_2624.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ojwQKf_oPyw/T6aMXkyE-RI/AAAAAAAAQPM/iLQTJQVN4-Y/s576/IMG_2625.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--7sJXVJHm5A/T6aMbJpsMWI/AAAAAAAAQPU/c5Xt-mHUGpQ/s800/IMG_2626.JPG width=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penguins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HwSfFHyVfY4/T6aMgxfDa9I/AAAAAAAAQPo/UJIYdn88P7c/s800/IMG_2629.JPG width=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't touch my icecream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pI01ucpAdrU/T6aM0Yf-XmI/AAAAAAAAQQk/R07qEGHPDgw/s576/IMG_2637.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want one of these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Gk4Q9DBas88/T6aOMSi1ehI/AAAAAAAAQTw/1hD0xqtFoGo/s576/IMG_2659.JPG height=500&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-eJLRrk5cAfQ/T6aOixiu7xI/AAAAAAAAQUs/cnemBCSl-vU/s800/IMG_2666.JPG width=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TFILFSnhuEA/T6aOlgUXHPI/AAAAAAAAQU4/JsWtz_KgX04/s576/IMG_2667.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NCN1mfC26ZM/T6aOqIFa3cI/AAAAAAAAQVA/0T5AXQQ4Kk0/s800/IMG_2668.JPG width=600&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--Mu2hxH3f4k/T6aPRsUstpI/AAAAAAAAQWs/eGOtb3QtBr4/s576/IMG_2680.JPG height=600&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682716074181613390-8081111203643141297?l=www.thesefour.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The girls are so big, learning new things every day. I swear just yesterday I was able to hold both in one arm, and now I’m barely able to hold both at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember the first time I saw the girls, and how tiny they seemed. At less than 4 pounds each, I was terrified of harming them. They spent two weeks in the NICU with trained nurses, so how was I supposed to handle taking care of two tiny, little beings?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But surely enough, we survived those first few days. I think my favorite new mom moment was saying to myself, “You can do this”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now, three and a half years later, I fondly look at pictures of them and get teary eyed. The little pink hats, footie pajamas, baby snuggles, and yes, even the farm animal grunting noises, are so precious. I really wish we could bottle those moments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://slicedbread.blogher.com/sites/default/files/campaign_images/TheseFour1.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then there’s Corbin, who is growing too fast for my liking. The night before he was born, I had a panic attack. How was I going to care for another baby? I wasn’t ready to have this many children at home! I begged him to stay in for a few more weeks, because I was scared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then I met him and fell so much in love. His big blue eyes, his pursed lips, his sweet little cries, which were barely louder than a cat mewling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being the last baby, he so far has been the easiest baby. Maybe it’s because I’m more confident of my mothering skills, or maybe it’s because he takes after his father and is laid back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He’s already hit so many milestones: making eye contact, cooing, rolling over, big belly laughs, and trying so hard to sit up by himself. I swear the next time I turn around, he’ll be walking and talking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://slicedbread.blogher.com/sites/default/files/campaign_images/TheseFour2.jpg" width="384" height="576" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In fact, after a few weeks of drooling and soaking his clothes, I think we’ve found the culprit - the start of his little, bitty baby teeth popping through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He chews on his hands, though he prefers chewing on fabric like bibs and lovies (and is it weird that none of my kids really took to the pacifier but all loved chewing on fabric?). 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I also had 3 of those hospital bed pads from my pregnancy with the girls. A nurse had sent them home with me after my month long hospital stay just in case I needed them. So, I put those on their beds. I also added two little night lights (they have these LED star lights adhered to their beds as well), and a lamp in the bathroom. I gave them the pep talk that if they needed to go potty in the middle of the night, that they needed to just wake up and go. They shouldn't cry, wake each other up, or wake me up (unless they pooped and needed to be wiped).&lt;br /&gt;
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And you know what? Natalie woke up dry! I gave her a huge hug and told her how proud I was of her, and that she was a big girl. Audrey had a small accident, but it must have happened around 6:30 when I was in the shower, because I had checked in on her before and she was dry.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm making sticker charts today to see if that helps with the pooping issues with Natalie. Though she doesn't do well when it comes to paper &amp;amp; stickers (she's half goat, half shredder) - so we'll see how well it holds up.
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She is great at going #1 - but we're dealing with a #2 issue here. A handful of times she's gone #2 in the potty, followed by a phone call to me that she just "pooped a castle" and wanted "two pink prizes". So I know she is able to, but at this point in time, she's not wanting to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Natalie won't tell us when she's gone #2 - we either have to smell it, find it (yeah, this is gross), or Audrey yells, "Sis smells like pooooooop!".&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Natalie wears undies during the day, because if she's in a pull-up, she'll wet in it as well. She will purposefully not wear the cute Rapunzel &amp;amp; Hello Kitty ones, because "I don't care if I have to throw the white ones away - they're not princess panties anyway".&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;She has been known to take off her undies, and put on a pull-up by herself to poop in&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;She waits until 10 minutes after I put her to bed to poop. And then I change her. And then she poops 10 minutes later. Basically delaying bedtime for 30 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Last night, in a sing song voice, she said "I'm gonna crap again, and you're gonna change it!". First - where'd you learn the word crap, kid? Second, it took ever fiber of my being not to either bust out laughing, or glue her to the&amp;nbsp;toilet.&lt;/li&gt;
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Can anyone out there commiserate? It's so hard not to compare children, and especially children born 2 minutes apart - so I do have to keep reminding myself how different they are (Audrey's been trained for a year). Any ideas? Suggestions? Donations to the pull-up fund? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Corbin is now 5 months old!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If I had to guess, I'd say he weighs at least 15 or 16 pounds.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;We're already up to size 3 diapers (the girls wear size 4, lol) and outgrowing 6 month clothing.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He loves blowing bubbles, and if you blow them, he'll blow them back.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He still has blue eyes, and his hair is a light brownish color (like mine).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Corbin can roll over from front to back - and back to front. However, he would much rather fall asleep during tummy time instead.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He adores all 3 of his big sisters. Anytime they are around, he is watching them. I have a feeling they'll be thick as thieves pretty soon!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Corbin had been tripod-ing for the past few weeks. Anytime he is flat on his back or in his chair, he tries to sit up. Little dude is strong!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Corbin loves his jumperoo, and wants nothing with sitting. He'd much rather stand while we're holding him, and attempt to take steps. I really do think he'll be my earliest walker (Audrey was 12.5 months, Natalie was freaking 22 months old!).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He loves playing with his &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000BNC9DM/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=thefosfam-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B000BNC9DM" target="_blank"&gt;Oball&lt;/a&gt;. It's perfect for him to grab and try to shove in his mouth.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;EVERYTHING goes in his mouth. He's even trying to shove his feet in - and the poor fellow is not nearly as limber as his sisters were. I'm willing to be his teeth are going to pop out soon.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He sleeps a good 9-11 hour stretch at night. Yes, he is a magical baby. You know, the kind you always hear about, but then have children who wake up every hour instead (ahem, Audrey &amp;amp; Natalie).&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Monthly income from blogher kellys korner blog&lt;/b&gt; - Dude, I don't know, but it HAS to be a lot. I'm willing to bet at least 10 times what I make from BlogHer - which would be more than I make teaching.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Living room wall art&lt;/b&gt; - I guess &lt;a href="http://www.thesefour.com/2010/07/wall-art.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; is fairly helpful for people? It's gotten 75 visits from search engines in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Kellys korner haters&lt;/b&gt; - Ok, this makes me sad. I adore reading Kelly's blog, because it's a life that I don't lead. You know, the perfectly put together mom with kids always wearing nice clothes, bouncing off to party after party. I'm lucky if my hair isn't in a ponytail and my kids don't look homeless. She just seems so sweet. (Update: y'all, I just got 24 hits in less than one day for this term. Why do people hate on her? If you searched and landed here, would you mind sharing?)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;alice in wonderland costume&lt;/b&gt; - Hey ya'll? It's April. Why, oh why, are you searching for Halloween costumes already? Psssh, just kidding. You totally know I am, too.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;mckmama without pity&lt;/b&gt; - Ok, I'll own up to reading this one. I mean - I can't imagine having the balls to be a "Christian" blogger, all the while pushing diet pills, running away from nearly a million dollars of debt, and spinning the truth a million and a half ways. It's like a reality tv&amp;nbsp;train-wreck&amp;nbsp;for those of us who don't have cable.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;little gym birthday&lt;/b&gt; - two words for you: do it! The girls had their 2nd and 3rd birthday parties there, and the staff and location was awesome. You literally just have to show up (unless your lifetime goal is to end up on &lt;a href="http://karaspartyideas.com/"&gt;Kara's Party Ideas&lt;/a&gt; and you spend countless hours cutting out &lt;a href="http://www.thesefour.com/2011/10/birthday-party.html"&gt;mermaids&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for your children who decide the NIGHT BEFORE that they want a&amp;nbsp;Rapunzel&amp;nbsp;party instead).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Scary Elmo&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.thesefour.com/2010/11/tale-of-scary-elmo.html"&gt;This post&lt;/a&gt; tells the tale of how my children were traumatized by a 6' tall scraggly looking Elmo - and how they were horrified at the children who were beat the crap out of an Elmo pinata.&lt;br /&gt;
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