<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116</id><updated>2012-01-16T20:10:16.604-08:00</updated><category term='Happy Monthday to Me'/><category term='Baby Bookworms'/><category term='What a Difference a Year Makes'/><category term='b'/><category term='Show Us Your Life'/><category term='First birthday'/><category term='Movie Monday'/><category term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>The Bug's Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>456</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6016025462539200729</id><published>2012-01-16T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T20:10:16.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Contributions to the Baby Name List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One of the questions Mommy and Daddy are hearing a lot lately is, "Do you already have names picked out?".&amp;nbsp; Their answer is a firm "no"!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It took Mommy and Daddy a looooong time to agree on a name for me.&amp;nbsp; Daddy tends to turn down any name that's remotely trendy or "snobby".&amp;nbsp; Mommy has a laundry list of names that will not be used for her offspring because they conjure up nightmares of past students (her own and/or those of co-workers).&amp;nbsp; And both of my parents really want to pick names that have&amp;nbsp;strong meanings to them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh yeah, there's also the little issue of needing a multisyllabic first name...you know, since our last name is monosyllabic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Soooo, here is my personal list of&amp;nbsp;suggested baby names.&amp;nbsp; Suprisingly, the names do fit at least some of the above criteria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Totty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Taggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Umvilical Cord (nickname Cordy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. The Other Katelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As much as I love these names, I'm getting the vibe that neither of my parents are sold on them yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLCBS4jnKxg/TxT0D9no1oI/AAAAAAAAC6E/KJ4-xqw2Xo8/s1600/IMG_2600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLCBS4jnKxg/TxT0D9no1oI/AAAAAAAAC6E/KJ4-xqw2Xo8/s320/IMG_2600.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6016025462539200729?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6016025462539200729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6016025462539200729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6016025462539200729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6016025462539200729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-contributions-to-baby-name-list.html' title='My Contributions to the Baby Name List'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLCBS4jnKxg/TxT0D9no1oI/AAAAAAAAC6E/KJ4-xqw2Xo8/s72-c/IMG_2600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8370387564593508449</id><published>2012-01-15T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:23:00.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm going to be a big sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Well, actually, I prefer the term 'little sister who is older'...since I'm not really big yet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7rkXgI8qRc/TxM_EuqcopI/AAAAAAAAC50/VWXA3MlJHj4/s1600/IMG_9421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7rkXgI8qRc/TxM_EuqcopI/AAAAAAAAC50/VWXA3MlJHj4/s320/IMG_9421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The vast majority of the time, I am &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; excited about this new development.&amp;nbsp; I already enjoying talking to the baby and giving him/her hugs and kisses each night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy and Daddy have spent the last few months&amp;nbsp;covertly preparing me for this big news, which I think was a wise move on their part.&amp;nbsp; I already know that when the baby first comes out, it will only eat, sleep, cry, and pee/poop.&amp;nbsp; I also know that you have be veeeeery gentle with little babies...although I think my interpretation of the word 'gentle' may be different than Mommy's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our baby's due date is July 14 but, judging by how things tend to go in our family, the actual delivery date will likely be later than that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In just&amp;nbsp;4 weeks Mommy and Daddy will get to find out if the baby is a boy or a girl.&amp;nbsp; My thoughts are leaning towards girl, but I keep reminding myself (and anyone&amp;nbsp;else who asks) that it could be a boy.&amp;nbsp; If I end up being right, though, this is probably how Daddy will feel about living in a house full of women:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e9DRptIOxd8/TxM_QwaaJjI/AAAAAAAAC58/6LUkqG4bnWA/s1600/IMG_9395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e9DRptIOxd8/TxM_QwaaJjI/AAAAAAAAC58/6LUkqG4bnWA/s320/IMG_9395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8370387564593508449?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8370387564593508449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8370387564593508449' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8370387564593508449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8370387564593508449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2012/01/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7rkXgI8qRc/TxM_EuqcopI/AAAAAAAAC50/VWXA3MlJHj4/s72-c/IMG_9421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6244038284107107327</id><published>2011-12-31T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T11:58:09.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVEj84kY-E8/Tv9l4eBwrPI/AAAAAAAAC4M/nJXna497eyY/s1600/dress+and+glasses+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVEj84kY-E8/Tv9l4eBwrPI/AAAAAAAAC4M/nJXna497eyY/s320/dress+and+glasses+copy.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yhtnable-70/Tv9l7xXaK3I/AAAAAAAAC4U/tUxOze3tPQg/s1600/praying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yhtnable-70/Tv9l7xXaK3I/AAAAAAAAC4U/tUxOze3tPQg/s320/praying.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM_3CRBbDo/Tv9mFmIQVYI/AAAAAAAAC4c/dpWTDVR0OoY/s1600/sprouts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM_3CRBbDo/Tv9mFmIQVYI/AAAAAAAAC4c/dpWTDVR0OoY/s320/sprouts.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CEFWnOJsAGI/Tv9mclU8EKI/AAAAAAAAC4k/Ktd7vva-nsk/s1600/bluebonnets5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CEFWnOJsAGI/Tv9mclU8EKI/AAAAAAAAC4k/Ktd7vva-nsk/s320/bluebonnets5.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-urYug4ezkNw/Tv9oTXeKFVI/AAAAAAAAC5c/MS4UD64GuQo/s1600/katelyn+thanksgiving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-urYug4ezkNw/Tv9oTXeKFVI/AAAAAAAAC5c/MS4UD64GuQo/s320/katelyn+thanksgiving.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ItlK01CI9EY/Tv9oqs0VziI/AAAAAAAAC5s/g5LZ-Gn89k8/s1600/photo1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ItlK01CI9EY/Tv9oqs0VziI/AAAAAAAAC5s/g5LZ-Gn89k8/s320/photo1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy New Year, Friends﻿!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2011 was a good year for me, but I sure am looking forward to what 2012 has in store!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6244038284107107327?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6244038284107107327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6244038284107107327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6244038284107107327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6244038284107107327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-in-review.html' title='2011 in Review'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVEj84kY-E8/Tv9l4eBwrPI/AAAAAAAAC4M/nJXna497eyY/s72-c/dress+and+glasses+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8952375438105816074</id><published>2011-12-26T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T20:52:11.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Day After Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope you had yourself a merry little Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I know I sure did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My Moss cousins were with us for Christmas this year...and there are few things in this world that make me happier than playing with my cousins McB and Baby C-Wa!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Unfortunately, Mommy and Daddy didn't get to spend so much time with them.&amp;nbsp; Daddy came down with strep throat just a few days before Christmas, so he spend a good portion of the holidays quarantined at our house.&amp;nbsp; Grampa came and rescued me, though, so that I could play with my cousins in a germ-free environment!&amp;nbsp; Once Mommy knew that Daddy was on the mend she joined in the festivities, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thankfully, by Christmas Eve evening Daddy had enough antibiotics in his system to be able to join the rest of the Moss clan in Christmas merriment!&amp;nbsp; (I'm missing a whole lot of pictures here because Mommy forgot to take our camera to the Moss Christmas celebration.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to catch you up with those photos once we get some of the pics from Gramma and Grampa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We also celebrated Christmas with the Pierce side of the family on Christmas Day.&amp;nbsp; Between both sets of Grands and my own parents, I have three stockings to open at Christmas...and I think I have decided that stockings are awesome!!&amp;nbsp; I just love seeing all of the little treats and treasures that are hiding inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVKIwF3rwrQ/TvlJttnxiMI/AAAAAAAAC3U/eyAUqWJkevE/s1600/IMG_2577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVKIwF3rwrQ/TvlJttnxiMI/AAAAAAAAC3U/eyAUqWJkevE/s320/IMG_2577.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On Christmas morning, Mommy and Daddy gave me this cute little pink guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFDp7mBPgPA/TvlLPYC1tpI/AAAAAAAAC4A/IzHINY5XPbU/s1600/guitar.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFDp7mBPgPA/TvlLPYC1tpI/AAAAAAAAC4A/IzHINY5XPbU/s320/guitar.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've sure have been jammin' with that thing!&amp;nbsp; Even though I love it, Daddy is a little disappointed that it didn't quite live up to its online claims.&amp;nbsp; He got it all tuned up for me, only to hear it back out of tune the instant it was placed back in my hands.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, I'll have fun with it...even if Daddy has to wear ear plugs while I play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My parents also gave me this other (unfinished) gift, which was actually sitting in plain sight in our garage for the last week or so.&amp;nbsp; In fact, when I saw Daddy building it I asked if I could get in on the action.&amp;nbsp; Since I assumed that he was building a bookshelf (instead of a dress up storage unit for me) he saw no harm in letting me join in the fun.&amp;nbsp; Here I am "helping" while wearing Daddy's hearing protection headphones and playing with his air compressor hose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3WdczoSMa4g/TvlJ8LV5z8I/AAAAAAAAC3k/vG2GPuGgick/s1600/working+on+storage.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3WdczoSMa4g/TvlJ8LV5z8I/AAAAAAAAC3k/vG2GPuGgick/s320/working+on+storage.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here I am this morning helping Daddy paint my Christmas present.&amp;nbsp; Aren't my parents sneaky?&amp;nbsp; They know if you give a preschooler a paint brush you can get her to help create her own present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKB10XNtTps/TvlKDSg0SJI/AAAAAAAAC3s/OfoePBmpqtw/s1600/IMG_2592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKB10XNtTps/TvlKDSg0SJI/AAAAAAAAC3s/OfoePBmpqtw/s320/IMG_2592.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When Daddy and I are finished painting my dress up storage shelf it will look like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/2010/11/craftiness-not-optional%E2%80%99s-dress-storage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, but brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Did any of you help make (or buy) your own Christmas gifts this year?&amp;nbsp; If not, you should really give it a try next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QtXmyjx_3LA/TvlKMlQLVqI/AAAAAAAAC30/MCQ8h81YPNM/s1600/IMG_2595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QtXmyjx_3LA/TvlKMlQLVqI/AAAAAAAAC30/MCQ8h81YPNM/s320/IMG_2595.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8952375438105816074?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8952375438105816074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8952375438105816074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8952375438105816074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8952375438105816074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-day-after-christmas.html' title='Merry Day After Christmas'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVKIwF3rwrQ/TvlJttnxiMI/AAAAAAAAC3U/eyAUqWJkevE/s72-c/IMG_2577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4208998902302468855</id><published>2011-12-22T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T14:36:40.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hey, ya'll!&amp;nbsp; Mommy's got two whole weeks off of work, so she's letting me get in a teeny bit of blogging time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoFMm7WHd7c/TvOuNU-upkI/AAAAAAAAC2w/_qdxDeOPsMc/s1600/IMG_2560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoFMm7WHd7c/TvOuNU-upkI/AAAAAAAAC2w/_qdxDeOPsMc/s320/IMG_2560.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Right now, the most exciting thing happening in my life is Christmas!&amp;nbsp; I love the songs of the season, the beautiful decorations, the yummy goodies that keep magically appearing at our house, and (of course) the presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Speaking of presents, I did get to exchange them this week with my good buddies Ian and Preston.&amp;nbsp; I gave them the game "Don't Break the Ice".&amp;nbsp; The three of us took turns playing (well, Preston was&amp;nbsp;really the only one who truly played the game)&amp;nbsp;it for a while, until I decided that the mallet make a much better wand.&amp;nbsp; Mommy knew the game had made a huge impression on me when she overheard me tell someone later in the day that I gave the boys a game called "Put the Gorilla in the Snow".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv0MMRTS3dw/TvOuVROni3I/AAAAAAAAC24/260OAwiCSFE/s1600/IMG_2566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv0MMRTS3dw/TvOuVROni3I/AAAAAAAAC24/260OAwiCSFE/s320/IMG_2566.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A few weekends ago, my family got into the Christmas spirit by helping stuff 350 stocking for kids in our church's neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; We filled the stockings with yummy candy and fun toys (Mommy even spotted a tiny Guy Smiley doll in the mix).&amp;nbsp; I sure did have a good time filling those stockings, even though I seriously slowed down the assembly line!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p705mIYY6tM/TvOuukoormI/AAAAAAAAC3I/XdqGK-RORcw/s1600/photo_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p705mIYY6tM/TvOuukoormI/AAAAAAAAC3I/XdqGK-RORcw/s320/photo_1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4208998902302468855?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4208998902302468855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4208998902302468855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4208998902302468855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4208998902302468855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/12/yay-for-christmas.html' title='Yay for Christmas!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoFMm7WHd7c/TvOuNU-upkI/AAAAAAAAC2w/_qdxDeOPsMc/s72-c/IMG_2560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-5539067657098758327</id><published>2011-11-27T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T11:53:10.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There have been a few phrases coming out of my mouth lately that Mommy thinks are just too cute.&amp;nbsp; Some of them are factually incorrect, but she just can't bring herself to correct me yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1861524583"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1861524584"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1861524585"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1861524587"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Her favorite phrase is my answer to anyone who asks how much I weigh.&amp;nbsp; For the past few weeks, my reply has been, "Fortyfifth pounds of dollars years ago." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1861524588"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1861524586"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The first few times I said that Mommy had to ask me to repeat it over and over.&amp;nbsp; She just couldn't figure out what I was saying.&amp;nbsp; Even though she know what to expect now, she still has no idea where I came up with this mashed up statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-og7JBOom3b8/TtKSe5xdRmI/AAAAAAAAC2U/CIJWXxu_jp8/s1600/katelyn+thanksgiving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-og7JBOom3b8/TtKSe5xdRmI/AAAAAAAAC2U/CIJWXxu_jp8/s320/katelyn+thanksgiving.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy also likes it when I ask her to sing the "Baby Jesus" song.&amp;nbsp; I think she said it's actually called "Away in a Manger".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McAeNVBaChI/TtKTymk7_BI/AAAAAAAAC2c/oCU9-gTfjaA/s1600/dressing+up+in+Julie%2527s+room1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McAeNVBaChI/TtKTymk7_BI/AAAAAAAAC2c/oCU9-gTfjaA/s320/dressing+up+in+Julie%2527s+room1.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Usually, if someone asks me what I want to do when I grow up my answer is either "be a&amp;nbsp;princess" (which Mommy is always&amp;nbsp;trying to steer me away from)&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;"I don't want to grow up." Last week while I was in the car with Mommy, though, I randomly announced, "When I grow up I am going to be in Haiti and Tajikistan."&amp;nbsp; Mommy thought this was pretty exciting since it appeared I was desirous of emulating my Daddy and Auntie (this past summer Daddy went to Haiti, Auntie went to Tajik and Haiti).&amp;nbsp; When she asked what I planned to do in Haiti and Tajikistan, though, she realized that my aspirations only involved "riding in the back of the bus".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNkWWBo4bOY/TtKUdq4EFgI/AAAAAAAAC2k/9fm_sn9XiF0/s1600/pumplin+patch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="198" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNkWWBo4bOY/TtKUdq4EFgI/AAAAAAAAC2k/9fm_sn9XiF0/s320/pumplin+patch1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just about any time I am describing something that happened in the past I refer to it as "yesterday". I went to Jasmine's wedding, visited the splash pad, and hunted for Easter eggs all just yesterday.&amp;nbsp; It was a very busy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-5539067657098758327?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/5539067657098758327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=5539067657098758327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5539067657098758327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5539067657098758327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/11/current-cuteness.html' title='Current Cuteness'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-og7JBOom3b8/TtKSe5xdRmI/AAAAAAAAC2U/CIJWXxu_jp8/s72-c/katelyn+thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8937199643119879204</id><published>2011-11-14T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:18:38.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last Friday, Daddy hosted a Thanksgiving dinner for the young adults in our church.&amp;nbsp; (If you're wondering why I didn't include Mommy's name in that last sentence, it's because she didn't do any of the work for this little party.&amp;nbsp; It was allllll Daddy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We had 31 people at our house that night.&amp;nbsp; 31 people and a lot of really good food!&amp;nbsp; There were so many people and so much food that Daddy decided our best bet was to eat outside, Pilgrim-style (you do know that the Pilgrims had globe lights and paper plates, don't you?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6znyudQVEsg/TsHluXweTNI/AAAAAAAAC2M/tHMc0zEnCwA/s1600/photo_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6znyudQVEsg/TsHluXweTNI/AAAAAAAAC2M/tHMc0zEnCwA/s320/photo_1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When the night was over, we had banana pudding, peanut butter pie, cake balls, some kind of delicious spice cake, stuffing, turkey, brisket, and fruit salad left in our fridge.&amp;nbsp; Mommy's thinking she may not have to cook for at least a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My favorite part of the night was roasting marshmallows and making smores with my Daddy.&amp;nbsp; I was in such a good mood that I even let Mommy eat the last two bites of my smore sandwich.&amp;nbsp; Of course, I also threw a fit at bedtime when I demanded the remainder of said sandwich...only to find that it was deep inside Mommy's belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQqPX1_9ZQw/TsHhtMCEW7I/AAAAAAAAC2E/FPPHicf_9Z4/s1600/IMG_2514.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQqPX1_9ZQw/TsHhtMCEW7I/AAAAAAAAC2E/FPPHicf_9Z4/s320/IMG_2514.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy's favorite part of the night was this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-btCIPOPSPjY/TsHhmHDUxbI/AAAAAAAAC18/WXDy-kKCrrs/s1600/IMG_2507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-btCIPOPSPjY/TsHhmHDUxbI/AAAAAAAAC18/WXDy-kKCrrs/s320/IMG_2507.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Evidence that n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;early every single toy I own was played with and loved on that night.&amp;nbsp; You probably can't tell in this picture, but even my dress up basket was raided by a few of the boys who were playing with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All in all, it was a really great way to kick of the Thanksgiving season.&amp;nbsp; Our family is certainly thankful for each and every member of our young adult group at church.&amp;nbsp; They really are extended family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8937199643119879204?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8937199643119879204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8937199643119879204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8937199643119879204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8937199643119879204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/11/early-thanksgiving.html' title='An Early Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6znyudQVEsg/TsHluXweTNI/AAAAAAAAC2M/tHMc0zEnCwA/s72-c/photo_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-9031466567644913725</id><published>2011-11-08T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T07:59:00.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing the Night Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Friday night, my family was thrilled to be guests at the wedding of our friends, Tammy and Ali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvQT4SSNJ9k/TrdY4YfWWkI/AAAAAAAAC1c/vDfLPG6CXBQ/s1600/tammy+%2526+ali.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvQT4SSNJ9k/TrdY4YfWWkI/AAAAAAAAC1c/vDfLPG6CXBQ/s320/tammy+%2526+ali.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Aunt" Michele did a fabulous job on their cake (no suprise there).&amp;nbsp; Her cakes are always just as delicious as they are beautiful, but Mommy thought this one was especially yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eydcU1NA4ms/TrdY5ePfXxI/AAAAAAAAC1k/y_deTGYeizw/s1600/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eydcU1NA4ms/TrdY5ePfXxI/AAAAAAAAC1k/y_deTGYeizw/s320/cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Being that the wedding didn't begin until 7:30, by the time the reception partying got started I was already a bit of a crank-a-saurus.&amp;nbsp; That means the whole family picture that Mimi envisioned taking place was not eeeeven gonna happen.&amp;nbsp; We did, however,&amp;nbsp;manage to walk away from the evening with this great picture of Mommy, Mimi, and Auntie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0P9SNHUjOQw/TrdY6_Nm84I/AAAAAAAAC1s/DR2jJp7TsVQ/s1600/3+girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0P9SNHUjOQw/TrdY6_Nm84I/AAAAAAAAC1s/DR2jJp7TsVQ/s320/3+girls.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And this is where I spent the vast majority of the evening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ye7sWBoINGo/TrdY7r9qR9I/AAAAAAAAC10/IF589UzZ6tY/s1600/k+dancing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ye7sWBoINGo/TrdY7r9qR9I/AAAAAAAAC10/IF589UzZ6tY/s320/k+dancing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My routine went like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dance, Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eat Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dance, Dance, Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eat Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Throw a Fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Forced to leave the dance floor to&amp;nbsp;head home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The wedding was an hour away from our house, so by the time I got to bed it was around 10:30.&amp;nbsp; Even though I really did have the time of my life at the reception, I sure did make Mommy and Daddy pay for my late night the next day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-9031466567644913725?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/9031466567644913725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=9031466567644913725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/9031466567644913725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/9031466567644913725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/11/dancing-night-away.html' title='Dancing the Night Away'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvQT4SSNJ9k/TrdY4YfWWkI/AAAAAAAAC1c/vDfLPG6CXBQ/s72-c/tammy+%2526+ali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6922513309204901994</id><published>2011-11-06T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T12:30:10.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hey, guys!&amp;nbsp; We're still alive over here in the Moss household.&amp;nbsp; I have had many requests for a little blog update, so Mommy reluctantly agreed to let our computer be used for some non-school related work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For Trunk or Treat this year, Mommy made me a little sheep costume.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14f-VwGMBgk/TrbqcX5teNI/AAAAAAAAC0s/VuVyq3m6x7k/s1600/sheep+costume.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14f-VwGMBgk/TrbqcX5teNI/AAAAAAAAC0s/VuVyq3m6x7k/s320/sheep+costume.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was based on her very favorite childhood costume that Mimi made for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XsQ7nkn9wA/TrbsgdAttfI/AAAAAAAAC1U/kZjru6szU1A/s1600/lamb+costume+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XsQ7nkn9wA/TrbsgdAttfI/AAAAAAAAC1U/kZjru6szU1A/s320/lamb+costume+001.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Mommy decided to forgo face paint with me...I guess she saw that as one huge meltdown waiting to happen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are a few of my other friends dressed up for the night's festivities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mr. Ian was a biker dude...or "motorcycle man" as he called it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TvJDSylMKrs/Trbqng53VEI/AAAAAAAAC00/t4sG1PIEgkk/s1600/IMG_2479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TvJDSylMKrs/Trbqng53VEI/AAAAAAAAC00/t4sG1PIEgkk/s320/IMG_2479.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And Leila was an adorable ballerina.&amp;nbsp; Her Mommy had initially intended for her to be Zoe from Sesame Street, but Leila would have nothing to do with the Zoe hat "Aunt" Michele made for her.&amp;nbsp; I think she looked great as Ballerina Leila, though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttlvjV8-UVc/TrbqzUwO5DI/AAAAAAAAC1E/SPY1DFdoT6A/s1600/IMG_2489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttlvjV8-UVc/TrbqzUwO5DI/AAAAAAAAC1E/SPY1DFdoT6A/s320/IMG_2489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One of the best parts of the night was getting to sit on a real live horsey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WeAueJ4s2iA/TrbqtTBOu8I/AAAAAAAAC08/aWry1c2Zr-4/s1600/IMG_2482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WeAueJ4s2iA/TrbqtTBOu8I/AAAAAAAAC08/aWry1c2Zr-4/s320/IMG_2482.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But my favorite activity (that didn't involve candy) was bouncing in this teeny bounce house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LaBgyEqN9Z0/Trbq7CbSTfI/AAAAAAAAC1M/pxA9PiM2zYk/s1600/IMG_2496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LaBgyEqN9Z0/Trbq7CbSTfI/AAAAAAAAC1M/pxA9PiM2zYk/s320/IMG_2496.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I did wait in line for the regular sized bounce house, but as soon as it was my turn to crawl in I started to flip out about the amount of "big kids" I would have to share it with.&amp;nbsp; This guy, however, was right up my alley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6922513309204901994?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6922513309204901994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6922513309204901994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6922513309204901994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6922513309204901994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/11/trunk-or-treat.html' title='Trunk or Treat'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14f-VwGMBgk/TrbqcX5teNI/AAAAAAAAC0s/VuVyq3m6x7k/s72-c/sheep+costume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4186854825073359907</id><published>2011-09-20T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T20:59:11.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Streamlining the Morning Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Even though Mommy's job&amp;nbsp;is 30 times&amp;nbsp;closer to home this year, she's been seeking out ways to streamline our morning routine.&amp;nbsp; Here is one thing that she's started doing that has really helped get our mornings rolling...and thereby enabled her to sleep just a little bit longer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Create a Clothing Plan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Each weekend, Mommy has been planning out what she and I will wear for the upcoming week.&amp;nbsp; She checks the weather forecast, looks at what we've got going on each night, then decides what the two of us will wear each day.&amp;nbsp; Once that's done, she pulls all of the clothes that we'll need to make sure that everything is clean.&amp;nbsp; Then she irons all of our outfits at one time and hangs them up together in our respective closets.&amp;nbsp; Here's a little picture of our clothes ready to go for the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDflcF_xTdY/Tnle_sOjxDI/AAAAAAAAC0o/h3pw6GMOvK4/s1600/IMG_2460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDflcF_xTdY/Tnle_sOjxDI/AAAAAAAAC0o/h3pw6GMOvK4/s320/IMG_2460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This new habit means that all Mommy has to do in the morning (or usually the night before) is grab the "outfit of the day" and throw it on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4186854825073359907?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4186854825073359907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4186854825073359907' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4186854825073359907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4186854825073359907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/09/streamlining-morning-routine.html' title='Streamlining the Morning Routine'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDflcF_xTdY/Tnle_sOjxDI/AAAAAAAAC0o/h3pw6GMOvK4/s72-c/IMG_2460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4220724571137608914</id><published>2011-09-18T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:40:33.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know, I know...you are in shock. It's been forever since I've put together a Sunday Best post. And it's been foreverer since I posted two days in a row. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4hnp6deXnZ4/TnbELVoFICI/AAAAAAAAC0U/NBImhkbd4Bo/s1600/IMG_2470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4hnp6deXnZ4/TnbELVoFICI/AAAAAAAAC0U/NBImhkbd4Bo/s320/IMG_2470.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our Sunday started out like just about any other Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Once we got to church, though, things became a little more unroutine!&amp;nbsp; By the time we left church after service, Mommy's jeans had throw up on them (from a little guy in the nursery), my head had been banged twice, and my leg had fallen victim to a painful little bug bite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thankfully, all of those things were easily taken care of with a little help from our washing machine, Mommy's kisses, Zyrtec, lunch, and a nice nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fU8Djv1HfF8/TnbFIXF67mI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/i46CgCUtxQ8/s1600/IMG_2468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fU8Djv1HfF8/TnbFIXF67mI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/i46CgCUtxQ8/s320/IMG_2468.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We had our own little sitcom moment in the evening when I slipped and banged my knee on the kitchen floor.&amp;nbsp; Mommy took me to the bathroom and lovingly placed a cutie Dora bandaid on that boo-boo spot.&amp;nbsp; Then, she gave me a great big hug and said, "I sure do love you."&amp;nbsp; I gave her a big squeeze right back and replied in my sweetest toddler voice, "I sure do love my bandaid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4220724571137608914?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4220724571137608914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4220724571137608914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4220724571137608914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4220724571137608914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunday-best.html' title='Sunday Best'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4hnp6deXnZ4/TnbELVoFICI/AAAAAAAAC0U/NBImhkbd4Bo/s72-c/IMG_2470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2595806740115125505</id><published>2011-09-17T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T20:33:12.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know it's been a while since you've heard from me, so I thought I should probably let everyone know that things are still going well in the Moss household!&amp;nbsp; Here's what we've been up to in the last month or so:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I started taking dance classes at a dance studio super close to our house.&amp;nbsp; My class is called Creative Movement and it's designed for 2.5-3.5 year olds.&amp;nbsp; We meet once a week for an hour and I love it!&amp;nbsp; So far I've learned the "Bear Walk", "Camel Crawl", "Turkey Tuck", and demi-plie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkXDv4i3sf8/TnVhECx7riI/AAAAAAAACz0/VrtEEg8SMhw/s1600/IMG_2416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkXDv4i3sf8/TnVhECx7riI/AAAAAAAACz0/VrtEEg8SMhw/s320/IMG_2416.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy has had two major changes in her life.&amp;nbsp; The first is that she is back at her old school this year.&amp;nbsp; Our family knows that this move was God-ordained, but that doesn't mean that it's been easy (in fact, this is a big part of the reason that you haven't heard from me in the last month and a half)!&amp;nbsp; Even with all the difficulties Mommy has encountered, she is really enjoying being back at her "old" school...and&amp;nbsp;working less than one minute from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kZSaM3Zg2Y/TnVhzEILvWI/AAAAAAAACz4/fyQgktSjYL4/s1600/IMG_2448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kZSaM3Zg2Y/TnVhzEILvWI/AAAAAAAACz4/fyQgktSjYL4/s320/IMG_2448.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy's second change is that she has joined a Zumba class...and she loves it!&amp;nbsp; A little over a month ago, "Aunt" Tara discovered a Zumba studio right next door to my dance studio.&amp;nbsp; She and Mommy tried it out one night and were hooked immediately.&amp;nbsp; This one hour workout is jam packed from start to finish, and it has caused Mommy to discover that &lt;em&gt;every single&lt;/em&gt; spot on her body is&amp;nbsp;capable of sweating.&amp;nbsp; Even with all that sweat, though, Mommy generally has a huge smile on her face through the whole workout. And that smile just keeps getting bigger as she's beginning to notice more definition in her calf, thigh, and ab muscles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4IwP50KshA/TnVh0onI3ZI/AAAAAAAACz8/WX_pbDU0IMU/s1600/Zumba_Logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4IwP50KshA/TnVh0onI3ZI/AAAAAAAACz8/WX_pbDU0IMU/s320/Zumba_Logo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Daddy has&amp;nbsp;had a really busy month and a half, too.&amp;nbsp; At the beginning of August, he spent a week leading a team from our church on a missions trip to Haiti.&amp;nbsp; While he was there, he learned to listen to the Holy Spirit with greater clarity &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; developed a greater desire to personally support the missionaries our church is in partnership with.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o1ptsP2cQfk/TnViowPFp-I/AAAAAAAAC0A/Aiuzur3SOEw/s1600/jer+haiti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o1ptsP2cQfk/TnViowPFp-I/AAAAAAAAC0A/Aiuzur3SOEw/s320/jer+haiti.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Daddy also recently had his acting debut, as he was "cast" in an in-house&amp;nbsp;JC Penney promotional video.&amp;nbsp; And just let me tell you, most of us have noooo idea the amount of time that goes into shooting a 30 second video clip.&amp;nbsp; Whoowee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2595806740115125505?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2595806740115125505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2595806740115125505' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2595806740115125505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2595806740115125505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Still Alive!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkXDv4i3sf8/TnVhECx7riI/AAAAAAAACz0/VrtEEg8SMhw/s72-c/IMG_2416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8326761992419164017</id><published>2011-08-14T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T14:01:00.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katelyn, Version 2.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hit the big 2.5 at the beginning of this month!&amp;nbsp; (That's 2 and 6 months, in case you were wondering)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0SQnFl6N2Wc/Tkg07HMZdqI/AAAAAAAACzw/Gtn8IUlcq0g/s1600/2.5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0SQnFl6N2Wc/Tkg07HMZdqI/AAAAAAAACzw/Gtn8IUlcq0g/s320/2.5.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are some things you should know about me at 2.5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wear mostly 2T clothes, but can still fit into a few of my 18 month&amp;nbsp;dresses and tops.&amp;nbsp; I even wear one or two pairs of 12 month shorts (that's what happens when you have no booty).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm just getting into a size 7 shoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a big fan of nursery rhymes.&amp;nbsp; That's not really anything new, but I have fairly recently started&amp;nbsp;acting them out in real life.&amp;nbsp; I'll stick my thumb inside a PB&amp;amp;J, pull out a "plum", and declare what a good girl I am...or I'll put on my purple bonnet and walk around the house looking for my sheep...or I'll sit on a countertop and call myself Humpty Dumpty.&amp;nbsp; While I was in Canada, I got to visit a little nursery rhyme filled&amp;nbsp;park called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storybook.london.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Storybook Gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I thought I was in heeeeaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vDlpsBtmb4U/TkFvLQ730wI/AAAAAAAACzo/vT4CzMZ4fzE/s1600/IMG_2383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vDlpsBtmb4U/TkFvLQ730wI/AAAAAAAACzo/vT4CzMZ4fzE/s320/IMG_2383.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I spend a lot of time singing, and even make up my own songs from time to time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love to dance!&amp;nbsp; Mommy and Daddy have been thinking about enrolling&amp;nbsp;me in dance classes soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before I take a nap or go to bed at night, I like to make sure everything is picked up off the floor in my room. (And Mommy said, "Amen!".)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am very into clocks.&amp;nbsp; Digital, analog, and (especially) cuckoo versions are all just fine by me!&amp;nbsp; This is a picture of me trying to show my "Animal Baby" magazines to the cuckoo bird inside my great uncle's cuckoo clock.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2Q6hLSVyd0/TkgylbFKAqI/AAAAAAAACzs/3YSz879HGxY/s1600/cuckoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2Q6hLSVyd0/TkgylbFKAqI/AAAAAAAACzs/3YSz879HGxY/s320/cuckoo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I will eat just about anything (at least once, anyway), but my very favorite foods are macaroni &amp;amp; cheese, chickpeas, mango, plain M&amp;amp;Ms, black beans, and scrambled eggs.&amp;nbsp; I am not such a fan of olives, hard boiled eggs, mushrooms, or soy milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I really want a baby brother &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a baby sister.&amp;nbsp; I tell my mommy that at least a few times a week, hoping that she'll eventually get the hint.&amp;nbsp; So far, though, I don't think it's working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8326761992419164017?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8326761992419164017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8326761992419164017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8326761992419164017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8326761992419164017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/08/katelyn-version-25.html' title='Katelyn, Version 2.5'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0SQnFl6N2Wc/Tkg07HMZdqI/AAAAAAAACzw/Gtn8IUlcq0g/s72-c/2.5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6784596406542319671</id><published>2011-07-31T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T12:57:02.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last weekend, Gramma and Grampa decided that I needed a new house.&amp;nbsp; That's right...my very own new play house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Daddy and Grampa have been slowly putting it together (way too hot to tackle this thing in one fell swoop!), and I've been enjoying every bit of the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I even invited a few family members into the partially finished house for a little dance party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTyoVLnb5xk/TjWyoubfOqI/AAAAAAAACzc/KHQHO6UyIPA/s1600/new+house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTyoVLnb5xk/TjWyoubfOqI/AAAAAAAACzc/KHQHO6UyIPA/s320/new+house.jpg" t$="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I kind of doubt Grampa and Daddy will be playing in here too much once the roof is put on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's what the finished product should look like.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDnCa3DdHWE/TjWzUkdfocI/AAAAAAAACzg/QvGkKky-vEk/s1600/playhosue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDnCa3DdHWE/TjWzUkdfocI/AAAAAAAACzg/QvGkKky-vEk/s1600/playhosue.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6784596406542319671?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6784596406542319671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6784596406542319671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6784596406542319671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6784596406542319671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-new-house.html' title='My New House'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTyoVLnb5xk/TjWyoubfOqI/AAAAAAAACzc/KHQHO6UyIPA/s72-c/new+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-5087664661302216018</id><published>2011-07-26T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T08:44:00.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAQs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This summer I have become a master at the art of questioning.&amp;nbsp; I ask questions all day long.&amp;nbsp; Although I love to hear the answers, I often keep asking follow up questions until I finally arrive at the answer I'm most interested in: "I don't know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isn't it just so much fun to stump people older than you?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In case you're wondering, here are a few inquisitive statements that have caused delight, agitation, confusion, and/or uproarious laughter in my home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Should we cuddle?&amp;nbsp; Should we snuggle?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy and Daddy just love to hear me ask this one.&amp;nbsp; I utter these words just about every time I wake up from a nap...even though I know the answer will always be "Yes!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yIA8C5tr2ys/Tix7TF2VWXI/AAAAAAAACy4/E5jHD9KjDS4/s1600/questions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yIA8C5tr2ys/Tix7TF2VWXI/AAAAAAAACy4/E5jHD9KjDS4/s320/questions.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What is that smell about?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My olfactory senses have become much quite keen over the past few months.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I probably ask this question at least 5 times a day.&amp;nbsp; Body odors, certain foods, animals, and unsanitary conditions all drive me crazy.&amp;nbsp; Earlier this week, I had a mini gag fest over my own gass passing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt9N9BfvupE/Tix7T4okitI/AAAAAAAACy8/NnX2QMiXofs/s1600/questions2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt9N9BfvupE/Tix7T4okitI/AAAAAAAACy8/NnX2QMiXofs/s320/questions2.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What is heaven?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This question seemed to stump Mommy the most!&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure she thought she had another year or so to prepare for this one.&amp;nbsp; For all of the heaven-related thinking, singing, and learning Mommy has done in her lifetime, she was really suprised at how difficult it was for her to explain heaven to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0VOTMXpVLhc/Tix7U1KXHrI/AAAAAAAACzA/6LrueD9Sdow/s1600/questions3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0VOTMXpVLhc/Tix7U1KXHrI/AAAAAAAACzA/6LrueD9Sdow/s320/questions3.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mommy, when you were in high school, did you poop?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;By far, this is the question that has elicited the most laughs.&amp;nbsp; I can't even tell you how many times I've heard Mommy repeat this question to other people...which, of course, has only ensured that I will keep asking it.&amp;nbsp; At least it's one Mommy always knows how to answer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-5087664661302216018?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/5087664661302216018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=5087664661302216018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5087664661302216018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5087664661302216018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/07/faqs.html' title='FAQs'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yIA8C5tr2ys/Tix7TF2VWXI/AAAAAAAACy4/E5jHD9KjDS4/s72-c/questions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8274148238076968952</id><published>2011-07-25T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T07:25:00.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy opened up an email on Sunday afternoon that got her super excited.&amp;nbsp; It was from the mother of a girl who was in Mommy's first grade class last year.&amp;nbsp; In the email, the mother explained that she...well, why don't you just take a look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wanted to let you know that over the last few months I have been working really hard on a new project, a Magazine for little girls ages 6-11- "SPRINKLES for girls like you!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After being challenged with what was next (entertainment wise) for [my daughter], God laid it on my heart to do something about it and I did! The first issue is complete and has been little girl tested and mommy approved, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am pretty amazed with how God has put it all together and is continuing to bless! I would love for you to visit my website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forgirlslikeyou.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;www.forgirlslikeyou.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;. You will see previews of what's inside the first issue, as well as information on how you can subscribe or show your support. Also PLEASE feel free to SHARE it with anyone you know who may be interested!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSukfo1B3eE/TizpN7Vu68I/AAAAAAAACzE/X9BVnLoAyXM/s1600/sprinkles.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSukfo1B3eE/TizpN7Vu68I/AAAAAAAACzE/X9BVnLoAyXM/s320/sprinkles.bmp" t$="true" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There are two main reasons this email was so exciting to Mommy.&amp;nbsp; The first reason being that she completely agrees with the writer of the email- it is difficult to find entertainment that is appropriate for girls in the middle &amp;amp; upper&amp;nbsp;elementary years.&amp;nbsp; They're too old for Dora, yet too young for Beiber Fever (even though they don't think so).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The second (and main) reason this email excited Mommy was the fact that she was inspired by another mother who saw a problem and created a solution.&amp;nbsp; Mommy sure is good at finding problems around her...but she's not nearly so good at the solution side of the things.&amp;nbsp; This email reminded&amp;nbsp;her that she shouldn't be resigned to a victim mentality when facing problematic social issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh yeah, there's also the excitement of the magazine in and of itself.&amp;nbsp; Knowing the creator of the magazine (as well as its inspirer), it's bound to be good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Please check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forgirlslikeyou.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;www.forgirlslikeyou.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; for more information!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8274148238076968952?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8274148238076968952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8274148238076968952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8274148238076968952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8274148238076968952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/07/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting News'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSukfo1B3eE/TizpN7Vu68I/AAAAAAAACzE/X9BVnLoAyXM/s72-c/sprinkles.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3464324495289730678</id><published>2011-07-22T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:23:13.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneaky Poppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;While Mommy and Daddy went on a little movie date tonight (Captain America, if you're wondering), I was busy playing with Mimi, Poppy, and Auntie.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've known Poppy for 2.5 years now, and there's one thing I figured out about this guy early on: Poppy doesn't say "no" unless it's dangerous.&amp;nbsp; Which is why the following actions and conversation were able to happen tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me: Poppy, I want a banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poppy: KK, I don't think there are any more bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me: No! I want my own banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poppy: Look right here in the fruit basket.&amp;nbsp; There aren't any bananas left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me: Let me get up there and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poppy picks me up and sets me on the counter&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me (&lt;em&gt;looking in fruit basket&lt;/em&gt;): There aren't any more bananas.&amp;nbsp; Let me stay up here, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poppy (of course) lets me stay up on the counter.&amp;nbsp; I open some cupboards, check out the drawers, and eventually become attracted to Mommy's countertop canisters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me: Open those up, Poppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poppy (of course) opens up each canister, one at a time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me (&lt;em&gt;upon Poppy opening the canister with sugar&lt;/em&gt;): What is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poppy: What do you think it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me: I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poppy: Lick your finger and stick it in there, then taste it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me (&lt;em&gt;after licking my finger and sticking it in&lt;/em&gt;): It's sugar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poppy: Yeah!&amp;nbsp; Do you want to do it again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me: Uh huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poppy (of course) lets me stick my finger in two or three more times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poppy: Shh, don't tell Mommy that I let you do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me: Shh! Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poppy opens up the flour canister.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me: What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poppy: Lick your finger again and taste it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lick my finger and taste it, then make a yucky face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poppy: What does it taste like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me: Paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That Poppy sure is a fun guy!&amp;nbsp; He even agreed (of course)&amp;nbsp;to wear my Bo Peep hat while we played in a homemade tent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tsyhMZ6A8cc/TipMFD3cmkI/AAAAAAAACy0/NxdKvNL3kFs/s1600/tent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tsyhMZ6A8cc/TipMFD3cmkI/AAAAAAAACy0/NxdKvNL3kFs/s320/tent.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3464324495289730678?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3464324495289730678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3464324495289730678' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3464324495289730678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3464324495289730678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/07/sneaky-poppy.html' title='Sneaky Poppy'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tsyhMZ6A8cc/TipMFD3cmkI/AAAAAAAACy0/NxdKvNL3kFs/s72-c/tent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6695757926588254264</id><published>2011-07-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:15:01.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying With a Toddler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our trip to D.C. earlier this month included 3 separate airplane rides.&amp;nbsp; If you know Mommy, you know that 3 tries at something is enough to make her think she's a semi-expert in that area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, since Mommy is now a semi-expert at flying with a toddler, here's what she&amp;nbsp;thinks you should know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Take your carseat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLau_Q5XJHQ/ThPbSH9OiqI/AAAAAAAACxc/CY4kCMZ7GVc/s1600/airplane.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLau_Q5XJHQ/ThPbSH9OiqI/AAAAAAAACxc/CY4kCMZ7GVc/s320/airplane.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nearly all carseats on the market are approved by the FAA for flight (there's a little sticker on the side with this info). Not only are we tots more secure in our carseats than in the airplane belts, but most of us will also feel more comfortable in our regular rides. I just don't see a nap (like the one pictured above) happening without the help of my big 'ol carseat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Don't do it alone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy realizes that sometimes this one really isn't an option...but she sure did appreciate having some extra hands on this trip. Flight #3 was especially nice. By that time around our little band of travelers figured out that our best boarding bet was for Poppy and Mimi to get on the plane first. They set up the carseat and got the baggage placed in overhead compartments while Mommy and I made one last (full sized) potty run. By the time we boarded, all I had to do was hop into my carseat.&amp;nbsp; Which brings me to Mommy's next tip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. Don't even think about answering that early boarding call!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Take advantage of every minute you have to burn off your tot's energy.&amp;nbsp; Mommy made sure I was moving and grooving while we waited to board our planes.&amp;nbsp; She (and the rest of my family) took me to the bathroom, let me run through uncrowded areas of our terminal, found stairs for me to walk up and down, and walked with me into lots of little shops.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lots of airports even have these nifty little play areas.&amp;nbsp; Mommy was more worried about mid-flight meltdowns&amp;nbsp;than germs, so she was more than happy to let me play here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fe0YvL8knH4/ThPbVCtzvhI/AAAAAAAACxg/Zk9DrE3o-xE/s1600/airplane2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fe0YvL8knH4/ThPbVCtzvhI/AAAAAAAACxg/Zk9DrE3o-xE/s320/airplane2.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. Wrap up a few suprises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZu7NzoHXZs/ThPbZou_9wI/AAAAAAAACxo/aOGehlxg1Cg/s1600/airplane4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZu7NzoHXZs/ThPbZou_9wI/AAAAAAAACxo/aOGehlxg1Cg/s320/airplane4.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy wrapped some special snacks and a few small toys for me to open while we were on the plane. These were super fun for me to open and kept things interesting the few times I got bored. Mommy and Mimi also both packed some new books for me to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Hand over the gum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Up until these plane rides, Mommy had been a real stick-in-the-mud when it came to me and gum.&amp;nbsp; No matter how much I asked, she just wouldn't let me give that stuff a try.&amp;nbsp; Once our plane started descending (and I nearly started screaming), though, she quickly changed her tune.&amp;nbsp; That little stick of chewy goodness sure did bring a nice measure of peace to the remainder of our plane ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; If your tot gets carsick, fly prepared for the worst!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Y5eb37JX8/TiZEC3bYXKI/AAAAAAAACyw/NBi6sMK3ZMY/s1600/WP_000612.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Y5eb37JX8/TiZEC3bYXKI/AAAAAAAACyw/NBi6sMK3ZMY/s320/WP_000612.jpg" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Apparently, carsick tots are often airsick tots. On our first flight, Mommy let me ride sans-Sea Bands...and my body chose landing time to let her know that was not a good idea. Thankfully, she did have my ever present towel ready in the outside pocket of her carry-on. That thing was thrown over me just in time. We really didn't even need it, though, because Mommy also decided to try out the little throw-up bags the airline provides. 99.99% of my sickness went right into that little bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After that little near-fiasco, Mommy made me wear my Sea Bands for the rest of our air time. Between the Bands and the diversion that gum chewing provided, I managed to make it through the rest of that time throw-up free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now that I've shared Mommy's flying tips with you, I'm sure that she would love to hear what helps keep your flying experiences sane.&amp;nbsp; What would you add to her list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6695757926588254264?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6695757926588254264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6695757926588254264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6695757926588254264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6695757926588254264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/07/flying-with-toddler.html' title='Flying With a Toddler'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLau_Q5XJHQ/ThPbSH9OiqI/AAAAAAAACxc/CY4kCMZ7GVc/s72-c/airplane.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8585358517453570019</id><published>2011-07-18T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T20:45:56.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna See Something Beautiful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How about the most beautiful bride ever...at least in Mommy's memory.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Doesn't Jasmine look fabulous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmChp3_wnqM/TiT3Uz5DzaI/AAAAAAAACyI/F7u_tHA8wno/s1600/jasmine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmChp3_wnqM/TiT3Uz5DzaI/AAAAAAAACyI/F7u_tHA8wno/s320/jasmine.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She even looks gorgeous when she's making fun of bridal gown advertisements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SsTDhl6Wevc/TiT3XUVFnfI/AAAAAAAACyM/dtlK9MJzqJk/s1600/jasmine2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SsTDhl6Wevc/TiT3XUVFnfI/AAAAAAAACyM/dtlK9MJzqJk/s320/jasmine2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Those first two pictures are from Jasmine &amp;amp; Lamar's wedding photographer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.georgetownpics.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Georgetown Pics Photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not only was Jasmine beautiful, it was&amp;nbsp;also evident that she was full of joy and excitement on her big day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csHhbBAeX4c/TiT3_D6JK3I/AAAAAAAACyg/F3uFa7vlGsI/s1600/jasmine%2527s+wedding+entrance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csHhbBAeX4c/TiT3_D6JK3I/AAAAAAAACyg/F3uFa7vlGsI/s320/jasmine%2527s+wedding+entrance.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She even took me for a little spin on the&amp;nbsp;dance floor.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9J4zkoAy2fo/TiT3tnIr5qI/AAAAAAAACyY/xzAWgA4g8KA/s1600/jasmine%2527s+wedding+dance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9J4zkoAy2fo/TiT3tnIr5qI/AAAAAAAACyY/xzAWgA4g8KA/s320/jasmine%2527s+wedding+dance.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Which I loved so much that I decided to find my own dance partners when Jasmine had to move on.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XEEhhk-fmvw/TiT31WfAoXI/AAAAAAAACyc/qihli3Ki3Og/s1600/jasmine%2527s+wedding+dance2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XEEhhk-fmvw/TiT31WfAoXI/AAAAAAAACyc/qihli3Ki3Og/s320/jasmine%2527s+wedding+dance2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a pic of the bride and groom with some high school friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmKvsQ7fV5c/TiT4Trxa9oI/AAAAAAAACyo/LdzwIZOOr1A/s1600/jasmine%2527s+wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmKvsQ7fV5c/TiT4Trxa9oI/AAAAAAAACyo/LdzwIZOOr1A/s320/jasmine%2527s+wedding.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy was really excited to see Ugochi and Marcus (on the far left and far right)&amp;nbsp;at the wedding.&amp;nbsp; She loved catching up with them and probably could have spent all night chatting it up (big suprise, right?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This wedding clearly made an impression on me.&amp;nbsp; As soon as Mommy wrapped me up in my hotel bath towel the night after the wedding, I declared that it was "my wedding dress".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--r-7hzcbRXo/TiT9Ehix9RI/AAAAAAAACys/ar29lG3CwaQ/s1600/WP_000594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--r-7hzcbRXo/TiT9Ehix9RI/AAAAAAAACys/ar29lG3CwaQ/s320/WP_000594.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I put up a big fuss about that train, too!&amp;nbsp; Mommy is hoping I'm not a Bridezilla in the making...you know, like 25 years in the making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8585358517453570019?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8585358517453570019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8585358517453570019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8585358517453570019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8585358517453570019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/07/wanna-see-something-beautiful.html' title='Wanna See Something Beautiful?'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmChp3_wnqM/TiT3Uz5DzaI/AAAAAAAACyI/F7u_tHA8wno/s72-c/jasmine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8756335949388222712</id><published>2011-07-16T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T20:19:40.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Little Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 Little Monkey's Jumping on the Bed&lt;/em&gt; is one of my all time favorite rhymes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So you can imagine how excited I was last night when I found out that Mommy will allow a little bed jumping when we're staying in a hotel...on the first floor...after 12+ hours of being strapped in a carseat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X1nyx838b0g/TiJS8Mr_LqI/AAAAAAAACyA/69x7uvsOjq4/s1600/monkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X1nyx838b0g/TiJS8Mr_LqI/AAAAAAAACyA/69x7uvsOjq4/s320/monkey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thankfully, there was no head-bumping or doctor-calling ﻿involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yN5feh2PjTY/TiJS9fj0DdI/AAAAAAAACyE/b4xS1OV2jNI/s1600/one+little+monkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yN5feh2PjTY/TiJS9fj0DdI/AAAAAAAACyE/b4xS1OV2jNI/s320/one+little+monkey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8756335949388222712?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8756335949388222712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8756335949388222712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8756335949388222712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8756335949388222712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-little-monkey.html' title='One Little Monkey'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X1nyx838b0g/TiJS8Mr_LqI/AAAAAAAACyA/69x7uvsOjq4/s72-c/monkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3040714142433612918</id><published>2011-07-06T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T13:16:30.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Food, Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;24 hours from now, Mommy and I will be on our way to visit my Great Nana and Papa in Illinois.&amp;nbsp; While there, we plan to make a stop at this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nAGkiTPcHw/ThS_rSBSzeI/AAAAAAAACxs/mOQOZoPuFtA/s1600/dairy+barn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nAGkiTPcHw/ThS_rSBSzeI/AAAAAAAACxs/mOQOZoPuFtA/s320/dairy+barn.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, Dairy Barn III...how I have missed you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After a few days' stay in IL, we'll be moving northward to visit our Canadian family.&amp;nbsp; Anytime we go to CA, our first stop after crossing the border always involves a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_XUakLEEHt8/ThS_ycTcNEI/AAAAAAAACxw/S7oyztsboFY/s1600/th+chili.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_XUakLEEHt8/ThS_ycTcNEI/AAAAAAAACxw/S7oyztsboFY/s320/th+chili.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qif_NQxMtcw/ThS_4ZhqfUI/AAAAAAAACx0/QSgVZXFeYo0/s1600/th+donuts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qif_NQxMtcw/ThS_4ZhqfUI/AAAAAAAACx0/QSgVZXFeYo0/s320/th+donuts.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;from Tim Horton's.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh Timmy's...how Mommy has missed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was only 6 months old the last time we were in Canada, so this will be my first experience with Tim Horton's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And, just for reference, here's what I looked like the last time I was in Illinois.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-Iaj6Kp6ho/ThTABd7S3YI/AAAAAAAACx4/-4kTCXRJ66U/s1600/illinois.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-Iaj6Kp6ho/ThTABd7S3YI/AAAAAAAACx4/-4kTCXRJ66U/s320/illinois.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And the last time I was in Canada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTFBKOXmcCU/ThTAIrcQYDI/AAAAAAAACx8/nklZOccKXM4/s1600/canada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTFBKOXmcCU/ThTAIrcQYDI/AAAAAAAACx8/nklZOccKXM4/s320/canada.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope my family recognizes me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3040714142433612918?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3040714142433612918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3040714142433612918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3040714142433612918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3040714142433612918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-food-here-we-come.html' title='Good Food, Here We Come!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nAGkiTPcHw/ThS_rSBSzeI/AAAAAAAACxs/mOQOZoPuFtA/s72-c/dairy+barn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2208362771267513193</id><published>2011-07-05T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:42:50.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of D.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Over the 4th of July weekend, I took a little trip to Washington, D.C.!&amp;nbsp; One of Mommy's good friends, Jasmine, got married in Baltimore on the 1st...so Auntie, Mimi, Poppy, Mommy, and I all hopped on a jet plane to witness the nuptials and take in a bit of our nation's capital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy didn't take her camera on this trip (gasp!) because she knew Poppy would take more than enough pics to share.&amp;nbsp; She hasn't snatched the pics from Poppy yet, though, so I thought I'd share these iPhone/Windows Mobile shots until she can get it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's our beautiful Capitol building.&amp;nbsp; Pictures really can't do this guy justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGSoqXafKvw/ThPImjCK04I/AAAAAAAACxA/uObGaLq2z_o/s1600/capitol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGSoqXafKvw/ThPImjCK04I/AAAAAAAACxA/uObGaLq2z_o/s320/capitol.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And here I am entertaining (or perhaps being entertained by) Poppy while we wait in line for our tour of the Capitol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtuHk1C5Yjg/ThPIlavupWI/AAAAAAAACw8/E4M6jU_I8xc/s1600/capitol+tour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtuHk1C5Yjg/ThPIlavupWI/AAAAAAAACw8/E4M6jU_I8xc/s320/capitol+tour.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All ready for Jasmine and Lamar's wedding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uti9AsbYgos/ThPIrIon_5I/AAAAAAAACxY/07GJ30B8vfc/s1600/with+auntie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uti9AsbYgos/ThPIrIon_5I/AAAAAAAACxY/07GJ30B8vfc/s320/with+auntie.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Checking out the merch at an America! store in Union Station.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4R_SkysP2T8/ThPIjZO-XqI/AAAAAAAACw0/yHU2vvX3kas/s1600/4th+of+july+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4R_SkysP2T8/ThPIjZO-XqI/AAAAAAAACw0/yHU2vvX3kas/s320/4th+of+july+girl.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The base and portion of the midsection of the Washington monument.&amp;nbsp; That's Mommy and me strolling beneath its massiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rXt5xBpfjQ4/ThPIpxJ5aqI/AAAAAAAACxQ/fI1lM5PdrM0/s1600/washington+monument.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rXt5xBpfjQ4/ThPIpxJ5aqI/AAAAAAAACxQ/fI1lM5PdrM0/s320/washington+monument.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sweating it out at the awe inspiring Lincoln memorial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GMXskgT03TU/ThPIndCod8I/AAAAAAAACxE/M3UaB8ofvV8/s1600/lincoln+memorial.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GMXskgT03TU/ThPIndCod8I/AAAAAAAACxE/M3UaB8ofvV8/s320/lincoln+memorial.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And taking a break from the heat with a little story time at Barnes &amp;amp; Noble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w7tsINMPNRI/ThPIkmXtp-I/AAAAAAAACw4/oX7aoawXtzQ/s1600/bn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w7tsINMPNRI/ThPIkmXtp-I/AAAAAAAACw4/oX7aoawXtzQ/s320/bn.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aaand completely conked out at dinner a few hours later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EldLbyLrvzs/ThPIoOyWCRI/AAAAAAAACxI/SEH1FRRzr6Y/s1600/sleeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EldLbyLrvzs/ThPIoOyWCRI/AAAAAAAACxI/SEH1FRRzr6Y/s320/sleeping.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Notice those sunglasses?&amp;nbsp; I put them on myself, thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2208362771267513193?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2208362771267513193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2208362771267513193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2208362771267513193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2208362771267513193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-bit-of-dc.html' title='A little bit of D.C.'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGSoqXafKvw/ThPImjCK04I/AAAAAAAACxA/uObGaLq2z_o/s72-c/capitol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2038317781272023879</id><published>2011-06-29T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T20:31:27.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wednesday night was Water Night for the toddler/preschool kiddos at church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can you guess who's Mommy didn't know about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wLVTiFTskwY/TgvredzjREI/AAAAAAAACws/58rnM09qiA4/s1600/water+night.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wLVTiFTskwY/TgvredzjREI/AAAAAAAACws/58rnM09qiA4/s320/water+night.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2038317781272023879?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2038317781272023879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2038317781272023879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2038317781272023879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2038317781272023879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/uh-oh.html' title='Uh Oh'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wLVTiFTskwY/TgvredzjREI/AAAAAAAACws/58rnM09qiA4/s72-c/water+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-694601213880361025</id><published>2011-06-26T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:56:48.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best: Backwards Day Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today was an undeclared backwards day for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When Mommy asked me what I wanted for breakfast, I quickly replied, "A turkey sandwich."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is my breakfast request about once a week.&amp;nbsp; When I first started asking for it Mommy would look really contemplative for a second or two, then shrug her shoulders and say, "Sure!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, a yummy turkey sandwich with cheese got my day started off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After church we went to Mimi's for lunch.&amp;nbsp; Not Mimi's as in Mimi and Poppy.&amp;nbsp; Mimi's as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfSs_sHkPQE/Tgf1nPQHp2I/AAAAAAAACwI/-g6sALtq-GY/s1600/mimi%2527s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfSs_sHkPQE/Tgf1nPQHp2I/AAAAAAAACwI/-g6sALtq-GY/s320/mimi%2527s.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;photo from &lt;a href="http://mimiscafe.com/"&gt;mimiscafe.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you've been there before, you know that they serve their breakfast menu all day long.&amp;nbsp; Which means this was my lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWcqCO3IHow/Tgf3AdVKsBI/AAAAAAAACwM/plPW7A85KI0/s1600/mimi%2527s2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWcqCO3IHow/Tgf3AdVKsBI/AAAAAAAACwM/plPW7A85KI0/s320/mimi%2527s2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lunch for breakfast and breakfast for lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are a few other things I did (kind of) backwards today: did not take a nap &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;somehow managed to miss the potty completely, resulting in a&amp;nbsp;big poopy mess all over the floor (as well as my shorts, feet, and legs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-694601213880361025?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/694601213880361025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=694601213880361025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/694601213880361025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/694601213880361025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/sunday-best-backwards-day-edition.html' title='Sunday Best: Backwards Day Edition'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfSs_sHkPQE/Tgf1nPQHp2I/AAAAAAAACwI/-g6sALtq-GY/s72-c/mimi%2527s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4420308467301213282</id><published>2011-06-25T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T13:23:26.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Plain Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are some pictures from our recent Mossy&amp;nbsp;weekend.&amp;nbsp; They aren't quite Mossome, but I wanted to share them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This little girl was a big hit with the whole fam.&amp;nbsp; She's 4.5 months old, and the sweetest little baby any of us have ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gq223DQ66Fc/TgY6opHyaiI/AAAAAAAACvo/RKYcPjVMwB4/s1600/awesome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gq223DQ66Fc/TgY6opHyaiI/AAAAAAAACvo/RKYcPjVMwB4/s320/awesome.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy asked Uncle Brian and Aunt Becky where they could put in an order for a similar baby on their next go-round...but Bri and Beck weren't giving away any of their secrets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ez0X43a_Ho/TgY65kf6T8I/AAAAAAAACvs/akFrw6yC_P4/s1600/awesome2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ez0X43a_Ho/TgY65kf6T8I/AAAAAAAACvs/akFrw6yC_P4/s320/awesome2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I spent lots of time playing (and sometimes fighting) with my cousin, McB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ejBs4BGrOsE/TgY7GzVdDPI/AAAAAAAACvw/yajA6vafYGo/s1600/awesome3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ejBs4BGrOsE/TgY7GzVdDPI/AAAAAAAACvw/yajA6vafYGo/s320/awesome3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Notice that cast on his arm? It's waterproof! How awesome is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh, and that's a sippy cup in his hands.&amp;nbsp; Not a soda can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zooexotics.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Exotic Zoo Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we stayed at had a little fenced in area that allowed us to hobnob with farm-type animals whenever we wanted.&amp;nbsp; Each morning of our stay, as soon as my little eyes opened up, the first words out of my mouth were, "Can we go see the animals?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SmZ8ovQpS2c/TgY7tahHesI/AAAAAAAACv4/IgHM-x4LKIU/s1600/awesome5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SmZ8ovQpS2c/TgY7tahHesI/AAAAAAAACv4/IgHM-x4LKIU/s320/awesome5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The more exotic animals were kept at a safer distance.&amp;nbsp; We did get to pet many of them on the little guided tour we took of the zoo, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HpNceAwFno8/TgY8RV_0rKI/AAAAAAAACwA/pxblhgAVo9k/s1600/awesome7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HpNceAwFno8/TgY8RV_0rKI/AAAAAAAACwA/pxblhgAVo9k/s320/awesome7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They also had a super fun playground that Micah and I thoroughly enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQKAZaj3cKA/TgY8CUeKRbI/AAAAAAAACv8/CFlJaPO29YU/s1600/awesome6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQKAZaj3cKA/TgY8CUeKRbI/AAAAAAAACv8/CFlJaPO29YU/s320/awesome6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aaand, we got to see some ostrich eggs gettin' all warm in an incubator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRFKb_5lMNA/TgY8aKpZWtI/AAAAAAAACwE/L7f6SfjXyqs/s1600/awesome8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRFKb_5lMNA/TgY8aKpZWtI/AAAAAAAACwE/L7f6SfjXyqs/s320/awesome8.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You'd think that would have impressed me.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, though, by the time we got to the ostrich eggs at the end of our tour, all I cared about was washing my hands.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Why, Katie Bug," you say, "you are so hygienically minded!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nope, not at all.&amp;nbsp; After petting lots of animals, Mommy told me that I couldn't suck my thumb until we washed my hands.&amp;nbsp; I was getting a tad tired and hungry, so my no-thumb resolve was beginning to wear thin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4420308467301213282?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4420308467301213282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4420308467301213282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4420308467301213282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4420308467301213282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-plain-awesome.html' title='Just Plain Awesome'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gq223DQ66Fc/TgY6opHyaiI/AAAAAAAACvo/RKYcPjVMwB4/s72-c/awesome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6758930489533894318</id><published>2011-06-24T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:35:32.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Mossome Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This weekend, the entire Moss clan was able to be together for 5 whole days! That's right...me, Mommy, Daddy, G-Gi, G-Pa, Gramma, Grampa, Aunt Becky, Uncle Brian, McB, and C-Wa all got to spend a whole hand's worth of &lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt; together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you know what Daddy and Uncle Brian call that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mossome*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;[maw-suh m] &lt;strong&gt;adjective&lt;/strong&gt;- having the characteristics or qualities of the Moss family or it's traditions, while concurrently possessing a high level of awesomeness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eating G-Gi's apple and banana pie?&amp;nbsp; Mossome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvmr5Jat8yU/TgTFg6X7X8I/AAAAAAAACvM/qz8eKy55H70/s1600/mossome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvmr5Jat8yU/TgTFg6X7X8I/AAAAAAAACvM/qz8eKy55H70/s320/mossome.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chillaxin' with my cousin, McB?&amp;nbsp; Mossome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrUNVQH57KI/TgTGErgUujI/AAAAAAAACvQ/aJmqgK_6I18/s1600/mossome2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrUNVQH57KI/TgTGErgUujI/AAAAAAAACvQ/aJmqgK_6I18/s320/mossome2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Checkin' out my cutie cousin, C-Wa?&amp;nbsp; Mossome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XWbyeMbMvQ/TgTG2vWGLZI/AAAAAAAACvY/Yn3IDDEgm40/s1600/mossome4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XWbyeMbMvQ/TgTG2vWGLZI/AAAAAAAACvY/Yn3IDDEgm40/s320/mossome4.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Spending a few nights at an "Exotic Zoo Resort"?&amp;nbsp; Mossome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gS7n29lbEJQ/TgTHpUwmmdI/AAAAAAAACvk/CbvU3OI36Ao/s1600/mossome7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gS7n29lbEJQ/TgTHpUwmmdI/AAAAAAAACvk/CbvU3OI36Ao/s320/mossome7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Feeding a "llama, llama, misses mama"?&amp;nbsp; Mossome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y09pshY_gjA/TgTHKLas9TI/AAAAAAAACvc/GFLDaXH-QFw/s1600/mossome5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y09pshY_gjA/TgTHKLas9TI/AAAAAAAACvc/GFLDaXH-QFw/s320/mossome5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Taking a bath with a Daddy-made sprinkler cup?&amp;nbsp; Mossome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMStp5lVllw/TgTGhVUw2ZI/AAAAAAAACvU/8oOlXZ4hfFg/s1600/mossome3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMStp5lVllw/TgTGhVUw2ZI/AAAAAAAACvU/8oOlXZ4hfFg/s320/mossome3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Spending lots of time with all of my Moss lovies?&amp;nbsp; Well, of course, that's Mossome!﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdn5fyYBQcU/TgTHWA6AfNI/AAAAAAAACvg/M1rabzECXtw/s1600/mossome6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdn5fyYBQcU/TgTHWA6AfNI/AAAAAAAACvg/M1rabzECXtw/s320/mossome6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've got a few more pictures I might share from our little "exotic" getaway...but they're just plain awesome (not Mossome), so I'll wait to share those in another post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*Daddy thinks the word should be spelled "Mawsome".&amp;nbsp; Mommy votes for "Mossome".&amp;nbsp; Uncle Brian, what say you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6758930489533894318?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6758930489533894318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6758930489533894318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6758930489533894318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6758930489533894318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-mossome-trip.html' title='One Mossome Trip'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvmr5Jat8yU/TgTFg6X7X8I/AAAAAAAACvM/qz8eKy55H70/s72-c/mossome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8463361260375372148</id><published>2011-06-18T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T08:56:18.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tall Genes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Earlier this week, Daddy's Grandma and Grandpa Moss flew into town from Wisconsin for a nice summer visit.&amp;nbsp; I've had a lot of fun hanging out with them the last couple of days.&amp;nbsp; Daddy thought that we needed to decide on simple monikers for them, since "Great Grandma" and "Great Grandpa" are kind of two mouthsful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We quickly decided on "G-G" for Great Grandma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo_dKzXFqDE/TfwIubpAckI/AAAAAAAACu0/qushLAT9EoU/s1600/g-g.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo_dKzXFqDE/TfwIubpAckI/AAAAAAAACu0/qushLAT9EoU/s320/g-g.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and "G-Pa" for Great Grandpa.&amp;nbsp; Pretty clever, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f3c-6Qxxak0/TfzJkjcrORI/AAAAAAAACu8/6OxNkTL4tnY/s1600/g-pa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f3c-6Qxxak0/TfzJkjcrORI/AAAAAAAACu8/6OxNkTL4tnY/s320/g-pa.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And can you tell where I get my vertical genes from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8463361260375372148?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8463361260375372148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8463361260375372148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8463361260375372148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8463361260375372148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-tall-genes.html' title='My Tall Genes'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo_dKzXFqDE/TfwIubpAckI/AAAAAAAACu0/qushLAT9EoU/s72-c/g-g.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-1397005754679154190</id><published>2011-06-15T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:43:01.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are You Reading?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy and I are both making big dents in our summer reading lists.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If any of you mommies-of-tots out there haven't checked out this book yet, I highly recommend that you do so soon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KOJjGze3et0/TfgeVdhV9FI/AAAAAAAACug/LrHDOyLZUU0/s1600/pete_the_cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KOJjGze3et0/TfgeVdhV9FI/AAAAAAAACug/LrHDOyLZUU0/s320/pete_the_cat.jpg" t8="true" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(photo from &lt;a href="http://ericlitwin.com/"&gt;ericlitwin.com&lt;/a&gt;)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love this book!&amp;nbsp; Mommy borrowed it from the librarian at her old school several months ago.&amp;nbsp; We only had it for two weeks, but I still ask Mommy to tell me the story a few times each week.&amp;nbsp; To enjoy this book to fullest, I suggest that you check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUubMSfIs-U"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; YouTube video of the author reading/singing the book.&amp;nbsp; It'll really help you get in the proper reading grove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy has read a handful of great grownup books this summer.&amp;nbsp; Here's one of her top picks...so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__0vox9OA8I/Tfgf9PIkoxI/AAAAAAAACuk/OTcdX1HRy4Q/s1600/immortal+life.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__0vox9OA8I/Tfgf9PIkoxI/AAAAAAAACuk/OTcdX1HRy4Q/s1600/immortal+life.png" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(photo from &lt;a href="http://rebeccaskloot.com/"&gt;rebeccaskloot.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy has tried and tried to explain this book in a sentence or two, but she just can't.&amp;nbsp; It covers such a huge amount of material, raises an enormous amount of questions, and imparts vast amounts of optimism and sadness all at the same time.&amp;nbsp; If you're a fan of nonfiction, Mommy thinks you'll like this book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy's nose can currently be found in this book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMA1b1sjYZk/Tfgjy1_KPuI/AAAAAAAACuw/z-wZwR7MlA0/s1600/happiest+toddler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMA1b1sjYZk/Tfgjy1_KPuI/AAAAAAAACuw/z-wZwR7MlA0/s1600/happiest+toddler.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(photo from &lt;a href="http://amazon.com/"&gt;amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After which, it will be located here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXlzX8sk9I4/Tfgjb0FKquI/AAAAAAAACus/85GF8axO0YY/s1600/book-lg-garden-beasts.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXlzX8sk9I4/Tfgjb0FKquI/AAAAAAAACus/85GF8axO0YY/s1600/book-lg-garden-beasts.png" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(photo from &lt;a href="http://eriklarsonbooks.com/"&gt;eriklarsonbooks.com&lt;/a&gt;)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(And believe you me, ^this^ is where her nose can't wait to be!&amp;nbsp; Mommy was first introduced to the nonfiction novel through Erik Larson's work.&amp;nbsp; She's a big fan of that guy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy's literary game plan runs dry at Garden of the Beasts, though.&amp;nbsp; So she'd love to know what you are reading this summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Any recommendations for Mommy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Or for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-1397005754679154190?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/1397005754679154190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=1397005754679154190' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1397005754679154190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1397005754679154190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-are-you-reading.html' title='What Are You Reading?'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KOJjGze3et0/TfgeVdhV9FI/AAAAAAAACug/LrHDOyLZUU0/s72-c/pete_the_cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8767923766090447920</id><published>2011-06-14T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T07:10:00.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Compromise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over the last week or so, I've been awakening to the art of compromise.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It all started one evening when I told Mommy that I was finished with dinner and wanted to leave the table.&amp;nbsp; The rest of my family was still eating, so Mommy told me that I needed to sit at the table a little bit longer.&amp;nbsp; I responded with a very determined, "No.&amp;nbsp; I'm done."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mommy said that she would set the timer for five minutes, and I could get down when it went off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My response? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"No. Not five minutes."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy's response?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"How long do you think I should set it for?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Two minutes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"We'll do three."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Okay."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little did Mommy know that this one coversation would be the gateway to my new habit of wheelin' and dealin'.&amp;nbsp; That lady really didn't know what she was getting herself into!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few pictorial&amp;nbsp;examples:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIWjM789ng4/TfZwiwKmHYI/AAAAAAAACuY/xieAdIBSm-k/s1600/compromise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIWjM789ng4/TfZwiwKmHYI/AAAAAAAACuY/xieAdIBSm-k/s320/compromise.jpg" t8="true" width="167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mommy and Daddy are staunch "no socks with sandals" people.&amp;nbsp; But this past weekend, I absoultely &lt;strong&gt;refused&lt;/strong&gt; to take off my frilly socks (I had worn them to a wedding earlier in the day) when it was time to go to dinner.&amp;nbsp; So, Mommy and Daddy decided that they could bend the rules in favor of peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kHLdWHhFFhc/TfZwup-BEuI/AAAAAAAACuc/Kfug0cFdMgc/s1600/compromise2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kHLdWHhFFhc/TfZwup-BEuI/AAAAAAAACuc/Kfug0cFdMgc/s320/compromise2.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This may not look like compromise to any of you, but it definitely was.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I got home from the aforementioned wedding, I quickly took out my Little People figurines for some play time.&amp;nbsp; As we were getting ready ready to leave the house for the (also) aforementioned dinner, Mommy told me I needed to clean up my Little People.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Noooo!" I yelled in her general direction.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That little exclamation was met with a firm, "KK, you need to obey. Mommy said to clean up your Little People."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tears welled up in my eyes.&amp;nbsp; Mommy had pulled out the 'o' card.&amp;nbsp; I knew what that meant: respond appropriately or receive an appropriate consquence.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I made my argument quickly, so as not to waste any negotiating time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"But, it's her wedding!" I cried out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first, it looked as if my efforts at a compromise were unfruitful.&amp;nbsp; Then, I saw Mommy's face soften (probably with a little silent prodding from Daddy) and heard the wonderful words, "Okay, the wedding can stay today."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8767923766090447920?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8767923766090447920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8767923766090447920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8767923766090447920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8767923766090447920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/art-of-compromise.html' title='The Art of Compromise'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIWjM789ng4/TfZwiwKmHYI/AAAAAAAACuY/xieAdIBSm-k/s72-c/compromise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2142546598376957786</id><published>2011-06-13T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T07:29:00.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is What Compromise Looks Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you spot the compromise in these two pictures?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's pretty easy in this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqmCHFV1_w/TfV2ZGjXqII/AAAAAAAACuQ/DKy8jKTIUq0/s1600/compromise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqmCHFV1_w/TfV2ZGjXqII/AAAAAAAACuQ/DKy8jKTIUq0/s320/compromise.jpg" t8="true" width="167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But not so obvious here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iKefqiGYgLI/TfV2k7nCnWI/AAAAAAAACuU/VhWQDmQux5w/s1600/compromise2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iKefqiGYgLI/TfV2k7nCnWI/AAAAAAAACuU/VhWQDmQux5w/s320/compromise2.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2142546598376957786?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2142546598376957786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2142546598376957786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2142546598376957786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2142546598376957786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-what-compromise-looks-like.html' title='This is What Compromise Looks Like'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqmCHFV1_w/TfV2ZGjXqII/AAAAAAAACuQ/DKy8jKTIUq0/s72-c/compromise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6617727980541357965</id><published>2011-06-12T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T18:05:20.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Va1vZMj2M9s/TfUN0wlmWFI/AAAAAAAACuM/7mDCy7d9Iac/s1600/pink+dress+with+curls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Va1vZMj2M9s/TfUN0wlmWFI/AAAAAAAACuM/7mDCy7d9Iac/s320/pink+dress+with+curls.jpg" t8="true" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if you can tell or not, but I was sporting some curls this morning.&amp;nbsp; That's because Mommy got some hair-doing advice from another mommy yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I'll let you know more about that later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6617727980541357965?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6617727980541357965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6617727980541357965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6617727980541357965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6617727980541357965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/sunday-best.html' title='Sunday Best'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Va1vZMj2M9s/TfUN0wlmWFI/AAAAAAAACuM/7mDCy7d9Iac/s72-c/pink+dress+with+curls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2185452418580983374</id><published>2011-06-10T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:48:35.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Car anti-Sickness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some of you may know that last summer I developed an extrodinary ability to become sick in the car.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Considering that both Mommy and Daddy were car sick kiddos growing up, this really shouldn't have come as a suprise to anyone.&amp;nbsp; The genes were just stacked against me on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Knowing that there is a (nearly) direct correlation between the temperature outside and the likelihood of me getting car sick, Mommy decided that she needed to take some preventative measures this summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm a pretty hot natured person.&amp;nbsp; Combine that with the fact that there are no rear air vents in Mommy's car, and you get one easily overheated tot! So, when our Texas temps started soaring a few weeks ago, Mommy made the bold move to turn my carseat forward facing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She also came across these little guys in the &lt;em&gt;One Step Ahead&lt;/em&gt; catalog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oLyrVNFq4t4/TfJynW9B65I/AAAAAAAACuI/S3bvCzVndqc/s1600/sea+bands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oLyrVNFq4t4/TfJynW9B65I/AAAAAAAACuI/S3bvCzVndqc/s320/sea+bands.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Those are Sea Bands for kids, and they are touted as a natural way to kick the nausea and vomitting that accompany motion sickness.&amp;nbsp; They were under $8.00 on Amazon.com, so Mommy decided to give them a try.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After more than 26 hours in the car for our&amp;nbsp;Alabama getaway,&amp;nbsp;it looks like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Forward Facing Carseat + Sea Bands =&amp;nbsp; 0&amp;nbsp;Car&amp;nbsp;Sickness&amp;nbsp;(almost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I did throw up a teeny, tiny bit on the last leg of the car ride back home...but that is waaaay better than any of the&amp;nbsp;substantial car trips we've taken over the last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Guess who's going to be buying a few more of those Sea Band guys in the near future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2185452418580983374?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2185452418580983374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2185452418580983374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2185452418580983374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2185452418580983374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/car-anti-sickness.html' title='Car anti-Sickness'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oLyrVNFq4t4/TfJynW9B65I/AAAAAAAACuI/S3bvCzVndqc/s72-c/sea+bands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6908732497966494566</id><published>2011-06-08T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T13:48:17.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few More Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are just a few more things that I did on vacation last week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ate ice cream&amp;nbsp;almost every day. It was awesome!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZpieFf6T3Q/Te_ZvQmxADI/AAAAAAAACt4/Yt2B7TQFsDM/s1600/beach2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZpieFf6T3Q/Te_ZvQmxADI/AAAAAAAACt4/Yt2B7TQFsDM/s320/beach2.jpg" t8="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Found lots of things to entertain myself with inside the home of the family friends who let us stay with them.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed playing with their friendly dog,&amp;nbsp;watching their outside cats through the kitchen window, picking blueberries&amp;nbsp;in their yard, and bouncing on their mini trampoline.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My favorite activity at their house, though, was opening and closing their doors.&amp;nbsp; They these awesome lever handles (as&amp;nbsp;opposed to the knobs on the doors at my house) that were super easy to open!&amp;nbsp; I spend a&amp;nbsp;good portion of each day opening as many doors as I could...so I'm pretty sure that Mommy and Daddy are glad to be back in our leverless world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1bGy8ZfH_Og/Te_ag6ZIi9I/AAAAAAAACuA/OaP6OpwOvME/s1600/door.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1bGy8ZfH_Og/Te_ag6ZIi9I/AAAAAAAACuA/OaP6OpwOvME/s320/door.jpg" t8="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I didn't discover this USA puzzle until the day we left, but I sure did love putting it together all by myself!﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6bPuYQNNBg/Te_ZxZ4EFNI/AAAAAAAACt8/MubnaATK8Ww/s1600/beach8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6bPuYQNNBg/Te_ZxZ4EFNI/AAAAAAAACt8/MubnaATK8Ww/s320/beach8.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Just kidding!&amp;nbsp; Mommy put it together and I mostly undid what she was doing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I also threw more than my fair share of little fits.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The two days we spent at the beach were both nap-free days, so I don't think that the fits should have come as any suprise to my parents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHcYlMCQstk/Te_aiVxCjAI/AAAAAAAACuE/0s-baPpFIJc/s1600/beach7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHcYlMCQstk/Te_aiVxCjAI/AAAAAAAACuE/0s-baPpFIJc/s320/beach7.jpg" t8="true" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6908732497966494566?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6908732497966494566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6908732497966494566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6908732497966494566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6908732497966494566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/few-more-things.html' title='A Few More Things'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZpieFf6T3Q/Te_ZvQmxADI/AAAAAAAACt4/Yt2B7TQFsDM/s72-c/beach2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3261999460137274629</id><published>2011-06-07T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T13:27:55.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Over the last two days, I have been 'chided'&amp;nbsp;by at least&amp;nbsp;5 people for allowing one month to go by with no blog posts.&amp;nbsp; Well, chide no more, dear ones...school is out for the summer and Mommy has given me free reign of the keyboard once more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If truth be told, Mommy has actually been out of school for one week already.&amp;nbsp; We spent 7 days in the Gulf Shores area to kick off the summer,&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;Mommy and I decided that it was best for me to hold off on the blogging until we returned from our trip.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This was actually the first nuclear family vacation our little threesome has ever embarked upon, as all of our other vacations have included members of our extended families.&amp;nbsp; It was really nice to have Mommy and Daddy all to myself for a whole week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We hit up the beach a couple of times.&amp;nbsp; I loooved playing in the sand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usJAlAbZwBQ/Te576w8mLUI/AAAAAAAACtQ/6yzMkW-qKIQ/s1600/beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usJAlAbZwBQ/Te576w8mLUI/AAAAAAAACtQ/6yzMkW-qKIQ/s320/beach.jpg" t8="true" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and didn't even mind it when that gritty stuff turned my Cheerios into an extra crunchy snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We also visited the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://alabamagulfcoastzoo.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gulf Coast Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mDb3offjg7s/Te58NIgRx1I/AAAAAAAACtY/7KDtKlQ-eDY/s1600/beach3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mDb3offjg7s/Te58NIgRx1I/AAAAAAAACtY/7KDtKlQ-eDY/s320/beach3.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As far as zoos go, it's a pretty teensy place...but that actually makes it perfect for toddlers and preschool age kiddos.&amp;nbsp; There were even two of these pretty birds strutting their stuff around the little snack shack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ksPwJBgJKf8/Te58YNjPZgI/AAAAAAAACtc/o-PdkBShIIQ/s1600/beach4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ksPwJBgJKf8/Te58YNjPZgI/AAAAAAAACtc/o-PdkBShIIQ/s320/beach4.jpg" t8="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We also checked out the bee-oooo-tiful ﻿town of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://beautifulfairhope.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fairhope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I mean seriously, the place was gorgeous!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Mommy kept her eyes peeled for Stepford-esque wives the whole time were were there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGx1HArwegA/Te6GNchc_DI/AAAAAAAACto/ldKpT4Bq-30/s1600/beach5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGx1HArwegA/Te6GNchc_DI/AAAAAAAACto/ldKpT4Bq-30/s320/beach5.jpg" t8="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fairhope had a super long fishing pier...which I just loved walking on.&amp;nbsp; And which provided the setting for Daddy's favorite picture of our whole trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8FQ5QcR9R4/Te6GO7HX2cI/AAAAAAAACts/anh_I3WYZTY/s1600/beach6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8FQ5QcR9R4/Te6GO7HX2cI/AAAAAAAACts/anh_I3WYZTY/s320/beach6.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've got a few more vaca shots I'd like to show off, but this is gonna have to do it for now...I forgot how much time this blogging business takes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3261999460137274629?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3261999460137274629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3261999460137274629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3261999460137274629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3261999460137274629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/06/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s Out!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usJAlAbZwBQ/Te576w8mLUI/AAAAAAAACtQ/6yzMkW-qKIQ/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3061064674649636184</id><published>2011-05-03T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T20:41:49.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Yes, We Did Celebrate Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know some of you were beginning to wonder...but our family &lt;strong&gt;did&lt;/strong&gt; celebrate Easter this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In fact, this is the tail end of me shouting "Jesus is alive!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mjv9fWkJAaM/TcDF8PbrQLI/AAAAAAAACs4/yRjG61EzEJM/s1600/easter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mjv9fWkJAaM/TcDF8PbrQLI/AAAAAAAACs4/yRjG61EzEJM/s320/easter.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We started our Easter out with a celebration service at church.&amp;nbsp; According to Mommy, it was one of those services where you could feel the joy, excitement, expectation, and gratitude in the air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy had hoped to get a few pictures of me and my friends while we were at church, but she was called upon to help out in our busting-at-the-seams nursery...so a lonely, front yard, post-service shoot had to suffice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ASQH8_CYRGc/TcDGfEDfxII/AAAAAAAACtE/tAqHaeTWXro/s1600/easter4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ASQH8_CYRGc/TcDGfEDfxII/AAAAAAAACtE/tAqHaeTWXro/s320/easter4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After a little wardrobe change, we headed over to Mimi and Poppy's for some family/friend fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isn't this shot of Karsyn and myself so cute?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vedLoZsZz_I/TcDGhPoGnMI/AAAAAAAACtM/xsEVo6etuLA/s1600/easter6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vedLoZsZz_I/TcDGhPoGnMI/AAAAAAAACtM/xsEVo6etuLA/s320/easter6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Apparently, at last year's egg hunts&amp;nbsp;I sidestepped all of the eggs in favor of rocks.&amp;nbsp;There was none of that rock picking this year, though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koXoCJaioUY/TcDGKiLundI/AAAAAAAACs8/R9xFz22U3aY/s1600/easter2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koXoCJaioUY/TcDGKiLundI/AAAAAAAACs8/R9xFz22U3aY/s320/easter2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Check out this camping chair that Mimi and Poppy bought for me to use at their house.&amp;nbsp; This thing is cooomfy, I tell ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8DbLVS1vymc/TcDGVLs3_GI/AAAAAAAACtA/DKUIKgDHuX4/s1600/easter3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8DbLVS1vymc/TcDGVLs3_GI/AAAAAAAACtA/DKUIKgDHuX4/s320/easter3.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a shot of our (almost) whole Easter crowd.&amp;nbsp; It's missing Karsyn, Bobby (Karsyn's grandpa), and Pastor Poppy...but we managed to get the rest of the crew in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAbw_RLDwm8/TcDGgLfSrvI/AAAAAAAACtI/GBA-VaImulo/s1600/easter5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAbw_RLDwm8/TcDGgLfSrvI/AAAAAAAACtI/GBA-VaImulo/s320/easter5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Even though this post is a bit tardy, it's always the right time to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"He is Risen, Indeed!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3061064674649636184?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3061064674649636184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3061064674649636184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3061064674649636184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3061064674649636184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/05/yes-we-did-celebrate-easter.html' title='Yes, We Did Celebrate Easter'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mjv9fWkJAaM/TcDF8PbrQLI/AAAAAAAACs4/yRjG61EzEJM/s72-c/easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-7991139026352188505</id><published>2011-04-26T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T19:32:38.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blog Worth Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I do plan to get an Easter post up some time soon, but before I do that I thought you should know about a blog that is well worth your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our good friend Dani recently started&amp;nbsp;a blog&amp;nbsp;called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://weightsandmeasures.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Weights and Measures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; It's all about her journey to/of/in weight loss, exercise, and healthy eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dani has made dramatic and inspiring major changes to all of the above mentioned areas of her life.&amp;nbsp; If you need a little bit of proof to entice you to click on her link,&amp;nbsp;I offer this&amp;nbsp;picture of Dani from October 2010 (she's the one on the left)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600082387408306754" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ1zSXJJo7o/Tbd9QsZkwkI/AAAAAAAACso/8Qe5W1ZI9H4/s320/dani-before.jpg" style="display: block; height: 227px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and a picture of Dani from this past Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600082391566639218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b5i33aRif0I/Tbd9Q74_4HI/AAAAAAAACsw/qg0Lnuu1kEo/s320/dani-after.jpg" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;See what I mean?&amp;nbsp; Dramatic and inspiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dani, I am very proud of you and I am&amp;nbsp;equally excited to see where you are headed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-7991139026352188505?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/7991139026352188505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=7991139026352188505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/7991139026352188505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/7991139026352188505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-worth-reading.html' title='A Blog Worth Reading'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ1zSXJJo7o/Tbd9QsZkwkI/AAAAAAAACso/8Qe5W1ZI9H4/s72-c/dani-before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6956556418560296822</id><published>2011-04-23T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T20:50:33.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hill Country Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the beginning of the month, Mommy took a day off of work so that our little family could spend the weekend with our extended family in the beautiful Texas Hill Country. We had such a great time while we were there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got to help give my new baby cousin, C-Wa , a bath.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K39MgsV2AWo/TbONv9SCL3I/AAAAAAAACr4/5O-u02HDPnE/s1600/kerville1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K39MgsV2AWo/TbONv9SCL3I/AAAAAAAACr4/5O-u02HDPnE/s320/kerville1.jpg" width="320" height="213" i8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mommy thinks she is quite possibly the most easy going infant on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated my cousin McB's 2nd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Didn't his mommy do a great job on this construction cake?﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZowdIEclJiw/TbOOImB_onI/AAAAAAAACr8/RDL_--ZTPZc/s1600/update2.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZowdIEclJiw/TbOOImB_onI/AAAAAAAACr8/RDL_--ZTPZc/s320/update2.jpg" width="320" height="213" i8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I spent lots of time playing in McB's sandbox. I even tried to convince Mommy to let me take my dress off so that I could experience it's wonderful grittiness all over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She said no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydXmUHnVf0I/TbOVo75yZJI/AAAAAAAACsk/Eqcd2Y_ni9U/s1600/update3.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydXmUHnVf0I/TbOVo75yZJI/AAAAAAAACsk/Eqcd2Y_ni9U/s320/update3.jpg" width="320" height="213" i8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;McB and I dyed eggs with Gramma and Grampa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5zcQQdorR98/TbOO3uFmMwI/AAAAAAAACsE/6be6ByShO6s/s1600/kerrville4.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5zcQQdorR98/TbOO3uFmMwI/AAAAAAAACsE/6be6ByShO6s/s320/kerrville4.jpg" width="320" height="213" i8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I spent lots of time getting as close to C-Wa as the adults would allow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just love that baby!﻿ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2s-BVWBjxE/TbOPLH2J_bI/AAAAAAAACsI/vYekmx7qcxw/s1600/kerrville5.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2s-BVWBjxE/TbOPLH2J_bI/AAAAAAAACsI/vYekmx7qcxw/s320/kerrville5.jpg" width="213" height="320" i8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also threw a fit or two...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ghcTikWgro4/TbOQE-_aUUI/AAAAAAAACsU/vxdqUxti1jc/s1600/kerrville2.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ghcTikWgro4/TbOQE-_aUUI/AAAAAAAACsU/vxdqUxti1jc/s320/kerrville2.jpg" width="320" height="213" i8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but Gramma knew that letting me sit next to C-Wa would calm me right down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2hksWyP39M/TbOQZMbFDjI/AAAAAAAACsY/f_dVesf4TnY/s1600/kerrville3.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2hksWyP39M/TbOQZMbFDjI/AAAAAAAACsY/f_dVesf4TnY/s320/kerrville3.jpg" width="320" height="213" i8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We sure do love our Hill Country family. It's too bad we don't live closer to them﻿.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGXlNB022Bk/TbOQs8goXRI/AAAAAAAACsc/4wt9zC7bqUQ/s1600/kerrville.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGXlNB022Bk/TbOQs8goXRI/AAAAAAAACsc/4wt9zC7bqUQ/s320/kerrville.jpg" width="320" height="213" i8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, for nostalgia's sake, here's a picture of my first Hill Country visit almost exactly two years ago.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVaSdHTdoFs/TbORbOBsDdI/AAAAAAAACsg/lB9En6A2cA8/s1600/cousins.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVaSdHTdoFs/TbORbOBsDdI/AAAAAAAACsg/lB9En6A2cA8/s320/cousins.jpg" width="320" height="240" i8="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6956556418560296822?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6956556418560296822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6956556418560296822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6956556418560296822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6956556418560296822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/04/kerrville-visit.html' title='Hill Country Visit'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K39MgsV2AWo/TbONv9SCL3I/AAAAAAAACr4/5O-u02HDPnE/s72-c/kerville1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-1146204653198798727</id><published>2011-04-13T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T08:18:00.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Texas Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you have lived in Texas for any part of your life (or even if you've just driven through the state in the spring), you know that taking pictures in the bluebonnets is a yearly Texas rite of passage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, for some strange reason, my parents haven't managed to get me in the bluebonnets until this year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I guess I'm officially a Texan now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Even though I started out as a really grumpy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQoIr3exsQo/TaMQgOVCyrI/AAAAAAAACq8/Gx0_e36lgm4/s1600/bluebonnet+grouch.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQoIr3exsQo/TaMQgOVCyrI/AAAAAAAACq8/Gx0_e36lgm4/s320/bluebonnet+grouch.bmp" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy finally&amp;nbsp;got the message&amp;nbsp;that I was "vaywee, vaywee&amp;nbsp;hungee" and put some Cherrios in my belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBxMcUnKBr8/TaMQg13TzAI/AAAAAAAACrA/xavLvMP_0n0/s1600/bluebonnet+cheerios.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBxMcUnKBr8/TaMQg13TzAI/AAAAAAAACrA/xavLvMP_0n0/s320/bluebonnet+cheerios.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Which magically produced toothy grins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CIncZQobHUA/TaMQh9bUjUI/AAAAAAAACrE/92O9ybadphk/s1600/bluebonnet+smile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CIncZQobHUA/TaMQh9bUjUI/AAAAAAAACrE/92O9ybadphk/s320/bluebonnet+smile.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(In case you're wondering, that's my cousin Julie with me.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--kAcPsRuXp4/TaMQxpNNKBI/AAAAAAAACrM/hVPyuwRjHS8/s1600/bluebonnets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--kAcPsRuXp4/TaMQxpNNKBI/AAAAAAAACrM/hVPyuwRjHS8/s320/bluebonnets.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...silly dancing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFF0cpg6lGg/TaMQ7X2hc8I/AAAAAAAACrQ/WUW3rlbEias/s1600/bluebonnets2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFF0cpg6lGg/TaMQ7X2hc8I/AAAAAAAACrQ/WUW3rlbEias/s320/bluebonnets2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;...and peek-a-boo poses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6P90zpfq3o/TaMQnLk5FfI/AAAAAAAACrI/q-oNVgbcp2c/s1600/bluebonnet+cheese.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6P90zpfq3o/TaMQnLk5FfI/AAAAAAAACrI/q-oNVgbcp2c/s320/bluebonnet+cheese.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&amp;nbsp;our long photo shoot, Mommy, Auntie, Mimi, Aunt Zsa, Courtney, Julie, and I headed to Downtown Denton for a yummy lunch at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bethmaries.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Beth Marie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Isnt' this one of the funnest places you've ever seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPNLzxQdo2I/TaMRC2ksKqI/AAAAAAAACrU/FG3fPcE9Yrc/s1600/bluebonnets3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPNLzxQdo2I/TaMRC2ksKqI/AAAAAAAACrU/FG3fPcE9Yrc/s320/bluebonnets3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy and I shared some "Texas Doctor" (Dr. Pepper and praline)&amp;nbsp;ice cream for dessert﻿.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkvuC4MTVps/TaMRMpu1avI/AAAAAAAACrY/fs9YclBUwy4/s1600/bluebonnets4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkvuC4MTVps/TaMRMpu1avI/AAAAAAAACrY/fs9YclBUwy4/s320/bluebonnets4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, we kind of shared it...﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X24MirZcqPs/TaMRWVAxJsI/AAAAAAAACrc/BfwxYCaDx0o/s1600/bluebonnets5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X24MirZcqPs/TaMRWVAxJsI/AAAAAAAACrc/BfwxYCaDx0o/s320/bluebonnets5.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-1146204653198798727?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/1146204653198798727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=1146204653198798727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1146204653198798727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1146204653198798727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/04/texas-tradition.html' title='A Texas Tradition'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQoIr3exsQo/TaMQgOVCyrI/AAAAAAAACq8/Gx0_e36lgm4/s72-c/bluebonnet+grouch.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-690781605474353742</id><published>2011-04-12T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:03:00.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you love wild things?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Because if you do,&amp;nbsp;you might like to know that Target has some fun "Where the Wild Things Are" items in their Dollar Spot right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy and I thought these would be especially fun for a boy birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wB-cPjzhQSk/TaNOolQHbuI/AAAAAAAACro/Qzr2LUfmv-I/s1600/wild+things2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wB-cPjzhQSk/TaNOolQHbuI/AAAAAAAACro/Qzr2LUfmv-I/s320/wild+things2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Or a teacher's prize box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuLMIJKop14/TaNOr9Jqc-I/AAAAAAAACrs/vgh0ham054g/s1600/wild+things3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuLMIJKop14/TaNOr9Jqc-I/AAAAAAAACrs/vgh0ham054g/s320/wild+things3.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Or just because.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKPQZEdHiKg/TaNOnRRgNfI/AAAAAAAACrk/zbRW2BO4eYQ/s1600/wild+things.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKPQZEdHiKg/TaNOnRRgNfI/AAAAAAAACrk/zbRW2BO4eYQ/s320/wild+things.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(I tried and tried, but I just couldn't rotate this picture.&amp;nbsp; No matter what I did, that sucker just wanted to stay on it's side.&amp;nbsp; Wild thing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-690781605474353742?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/690781605474353742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=690781605474353742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/690781605474353742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/690781605474353742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you-love-wild-things.html' title='Do you love wild things?'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wB-cPjzhQSk/TaNOolQHbuI/AAAAAAAACro/Qzr2LUfmv-I/s72-c/wild+things2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-1481203533982839524</id><published>2011-04-11T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T08:02:01.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino-roar Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A few weeks ago, my family made the long trek (all 3 minutes of it) to the Ortiz home to help my good buds, Ian and Preston, celebrate their birthdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Aunt" Tara did a great job of dino-fying their house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy tried and tried to get a good shot of this fun dino banner, but this was the best she could get.&amp;nbsp; It really doesn't do it justice, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NrUg02yXzHc/TaLuKQUxWiI/AAAAAAAACqg/fQd2iFSZXbQ/s1600/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NrUg02yXzHc/TaLuKQUxWiI/AAAAAAAACqg/fQd2iFSZXbQ/s320/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;These creatures were part of the goody bag treats!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y4mxnTMzjkc/TaLuSV5WyCI/AAAAAAAACqk/vGyG804d6a8/s1600/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y4mxnTMzjkc/TaLuSV5WyCI/AAAAAAAACqk/vGyG804d6a8/s320/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party2.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Now that I think of it, though, I haven't seen the one I brought home in quite a while. Hmm, I have a sneaky suspcision that Mommy snuck that thing off to school.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tia Diana, the boys' aunt, made these adorable dino&amp;nbsp;cakes for them.&amp;nbsp; I love it that they each had their own cake!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4HcLuGOx5s/TaLucui2hGI/AAAAAAAACqo/MWTiF592E7g/s1600/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4HcLuGOx5s/TaLucui2hGI/AAAAAAAACqo/MWTiF592E7g/s320/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There was also a great assortment of cupcakes.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WO7hUZHeyFQ/TaLunBktALI/AAAAAAAACqs/sFrSsrpSQw8/s1600/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WO7hUZHeyFQ/TaLunBktALI/AAAAAAAACqs/sFrSsrpSQw8/s320/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gotta love the iPhone in "Uncle" Oscar's hand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2DBwR0yDL4/TaLuyh_w-WI/AAAAAAAACqw/-KDTY8li8bg/s1600/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2DBwR0yDL4/TaLuyh_w-WI/AAAAAAAACqw/-KDTY8li8bg/s320/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When present opening time came around, Preston and Ian were the most polite openers you have ever seen.&amp;nbsp; They did a great job of looking for and thanking the giver of each and every gift.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ian really stole the show, though, when he modeled his new aviators for 5 serious minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pk8KQ1d42ec/TaLu7SYvpTI/AAAAAAAACq0/VHN2NawqXog/s1600/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="309" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pk8KQ1d42ec/TaLu7SYvpTI/AAAAAAAACq0/VHN2NawqXog/s320/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ian may have loved those glasses, but everyone else loved the bounce house that the boys got for their birthday.&amp;nbsp; This thing fits perfectly inside of the front room of their house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yf9oF61r84k/TaLvD6aL9kI/AAAAAAAACq4/oiO3ZUEEQ6o/s1600/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yf9oF61r84k/TaLvD6aL9kI/AAAAAAAACq4/oiO3ZUEEQ6o/s320/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now that's a kid gift that keeps on giving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-1481203533982839524?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/1481203533982839524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=1481203533982839524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1481203533982839524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1481203533982839524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/04/dino-roar-party.html' title='Dino-roar Party!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NrUg02yXzHc/TaLuKQUxWiI/AAAAAAAACqg/fQd2iFSZXbQ/s72-c/preston+%2526+Ian%2527s+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3562591382133923562</id><published>2011-03-29T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T19:43:40.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying My Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy and Daddy pray for me every night before I go to bed.&amp;nbsp; About six weeks ago, they started asking me if I wanted to pray, too.&amp;nbsp; I jumped in with both feet.&amp;nbsp; This was my bedtime prayer for about two weeks straight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, thank you for our food.&amp;nbsp; Bless it to our bodies.&amp;nbsp; In Jesus' name, amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm not quite sure why, but that little prayer caused chuckles to rise in Mommy and Daddy's throats every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j72WULIvPeE/TZKVp8CS8pI/AAAAAAAACqU/6CZZjZixmag/s1600/praying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j72WULIvPeE/TZKVp8CS8pI/AAAAAAAACqU/6CZZjZixmag/s320/praying.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That prayer became so routine and predictable that it really threw them for a loop last week when I switched things up with these new nightly words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, thank you for this day.&amp;nbsp; Please help me to learn and grow.&amp;nbsp; And learn and grow.&amp;nbsp; And honor you.&amp;nbsp; And play.&amp;nbsp; In Jesus' name, amen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QuZUKMKimfo/TZKWO4j0ssI/AAAAAAAACqY/g8g0xXZ-ZeM/s1600/praying2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QuZUKMKimfo/TZKWO4j0ssI/AAAAAAAACqY/g8g0xXZ-ZeM/s320/praying2.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'll also throw in the occasional prayer for the two Elmo dolls that I sleep with.&amp;nbsp; They need it, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3562591382133923562?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3562591382133923562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3562591382133923562' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3562591382133923562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3562591382133923562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/saying-my-prayers.html' title='Saying My Prayers'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j72WULIvPeE/TZKVp8CS8pI/AAAAAAAACqU/6CZZjZixmag/s72-c/praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2745894796480291419</id><published>2011-03-23T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:40:01.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy, Peasy, Yummy in my Tummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last fall, when she was busy learning how to cook, Mommy picked up this little cook book/magazine on a Walmart whim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1QA0IlWbDb0/TYlfHv1_4eI/AAAAAAAACqM/5Lnvjq0VXO0/s1600/fun+food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1QA0IlWbDb0/TYlfHv1_4eI/AAAAAAAACqM/5Lnvjq0VXO0/s1600/fun+food.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After thumbing through the magazine several times, she made lots of&amp;nbsp;mental notes of 'fun' recipes she wanted to try...and then she promptly forgot about&amp;nbsp;each and every on of them because she&amp;nbsp;discovered recipe blogs and allrecipes.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fast foward a year and a half to Mommy's Spring Break.&amp;nbsp; She decided to glance through some of her old recipes to see if she could discover anything that our family needed to give a try.&amp;nbsp; Mommy was more than happy to come across this super easy recipe for pizza burgers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Daddy, Mommy, Auntie, and I were also more than happy to eat them Sunday night.&amp;nbsp; I thought you may want to give them a try, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open-Faced Pizza Burgers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(photo from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tasteofhome.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;tasteofhome.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-s374I48HQ1M/TYlfJo8mxLI/AAAAAAAACqQ/NCIgeEYHHc8/s1600/pizza+burger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-s374I48HQ1M/TYlfJo8mxLI/AAAAAAAACqQ/NCIgeEYHHc8/s1600/pizza+burger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1-1/2 pounds ground beef (Mommy used ground turkey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/4 cup chopped onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 can (15 ounces) pizza sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 can (4 ounces) mushroom stems and pieces, drained&amp;nbsp;(Daddy's allergic, so we skipped these.&amp;nbsp; Mommy and Auntie both thought they would be a great addition, though, so we'll have to seperate batches next time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 tablespoon sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon dried oregano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;6 hamburger buns, split and toasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1-1/2 cups (6 ounces) shredded part-skim mozzarella cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In a large skillet, cook beef and onion over medium heat until the meat is no longer pink; drain. Stir in the pizza sauce, mushrooms, sugar and oregano; mix well. Spoon onto buns; sprinkle with mozzarella cheese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Place on ungreased baking sheets. Broil 4 in. from the heat for 2 minutes or until cheese is melted (it only took about 1 minute for us). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Everyone in our family gave this dish two messy thumbs up.&amp;nbsp; Daddy's not a leftover man at all, but even he said he'd heat up the leftover meat for one of his regular 9 o'clock snacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2745894796480291419?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2745894796480291419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2745894796480291419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2745894796480291419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2745894796480291419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/easy-peasy-yummy-in-my-tummy.html' title='Easy, Peasy, Yummy in my Tummy'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1QA0IlWbDb0/TYlfHv1_4eI/AAAAAAAACqM/5Lnvjq0VXO0/s72-c/fun+food.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-7013984871525634894</id><published>2011-03-21T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T08:29:00.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Statty Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last week I popped into Dr. Hull's office for my two year well child (not baby) appointment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's what I found out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I weigh 24.6 pounds (20th percentile).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am 35 inches long (75th percentile).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dr. Hull was quite happy with my 16 percentile jump in the weight area.&amp;nbsp; I think she was beginning to become a teeny bit concerned about me when I saw her 6 months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HgkrNxt6ATI/TYazoKPptiI/AAAAAAAACqI/juigUoZqw5s/s1600/stats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HgkrNxt6ATI/TYazoKPptiI/AAAAAAAACqI/juigUoZqw5s/s320/stats.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've also got a few status updates regarding my Potty Training Progress (because I&amp;nbsp;know you are all just &lt;strong&gt;dying&lt;/strong&gt; to get this information):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;- One pee-pee accident, zero poo-poo accidents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;- Zero pee-pee accidents, one poo-poo accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;- Zero pee-pee accidents, zero poo-poo accidents (because I didn't go at all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;- Zero pee-pee accidents, zero poo-poo accidents (because I didn't go at all, again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;- One pee-pee accident, zero poo-poo accidents (I finally decided to go right before bed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Everyone in my house is pretty happy with the developments above...especially the two times I managed to get my poo-poo in the toilet!&amp;nbsp; Mommy recently read that kiddos cannot truly be considered potty trained until they have been accident free for 6 months, so I still have a loooong way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then again, Mommy remembers wetting her pants twice in the 2nd grade (both times in PE because she was too scared of her PE coach to ask him to go to the restroom).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She also wet her pants/skirt a couple of times at work after I was born...but that was for a completely different set of reasons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hmm, I guess that means Mommy wasn't potty trained until she was 26ish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-7013984871525634894?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/7013984871525634894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=7013984871525634894' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/7013984871525634894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/7013984871525634894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-statty-stats.html' title='My Statty Stats'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HgkrNxt6ATI/TYazoKPptiI/AAAAAAAACqI/juigUoZqw5s/s72-c/stats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-5042877571104165202</id><published>2011-03-20T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:28:47.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ever wonder what I look like before Mommy gets me dressed and ready for church?&amp;nbsp; Well, here you go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-up0AZo4cCww/TYZwQwQKAHI/AAAAAAAACqA/VZSZR0ukvcY/s1600/strawberry+dress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-up0AZo4cCww/TYZwQwQKAHI/AAAAAAAACqA/VZSZR0ukvcY/s320/strawberry+dress.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I pulled that pair of comfy striped socks out of Mommy and Daddy's dirty laundry.&amp;nbsp; Nice, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And here's the dressed and polished version of me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-s6F_K7uvyp8/TYZwarEyxnI/AAAAAAAACqE/ekEG3ygpZPg/s1600/strawberry+dress2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-s6F_K7uvyp8/TYZwarEyxnI/AAAAAAAACqE/ekEG3ygpZPg/s320/strawberry+dress2.jpg" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love those two ponies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today was my first diaper-free day in the church nursery.&amp;nbsp; Considering that I hadn't had a pee pee accident since Wednesday, Mommy was feeling pretty comfortable about putting me in there.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I did have one leetle accident while I was nurserified, though.&amp;nbsp; Guess that's what happens when you're in a new (meaning not at home)&amp;nbsp;place with a new potty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This whole potty training business has me one part proud and one part plastered-to-Mommy's-side.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Proud because I am 'a big geel' now and don't have to mess with that bulky diaper.&amp;nbsp; Plastered to Mommy's side because...well, I'm not totally sure.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What I do know is that I have been super clingy to Mommy this past week.&amp;nbsp; I guess it could be because she's been home with me all week long. Taking into account the&amp;nbsp;fact that&amp;nbsp;she was home for a week at Thanksgiving and two weeks at Christmas without me feeling this way, though, I'm inclined to believe that it has something to do with potty training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It can be a bit stressful, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-5042877571104165202?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/5042877571104165202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=5042877571104165202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5042877571104165202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5042877571104165202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/sunday-best.html' title='Sunday Best'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-up0AZo4cCww/TYZwQwQKAHI/AAAAAAAACqA/VZSZR0ukvcY/s72-c/strawberry+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3810483907764081934</id><published>2011-03-15T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T16:52:05.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training: 2 Days Down, 625 To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, I just capped off my second day of potty training.&amp;nbsp; I know my family is&amp;nbsp;only two days into this thing, but here's what we have learned so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Even girls can have wild spray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; My Baby Bjorn potty is easy to use, easy to clean, and does a great job of containing said wild spray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kx5tL4CvOkI/TYAlJRSHs1I/AAAAAAAACp0/sE19Oy27-ns/s1600/potty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kx5tL4CvOkI/TYAlJRSHs1I/AAAAAAAACp0/sE19Oy27-ns/s1600/potty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/BABYBJ%C3%96RN-Toilet-Trainer-White-Black/dp/B0009PAN7Q/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1300243294&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;toilet training seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; might be even easier.&amp;nbsp; It would eliminate (giggle, giggle) the extra step of cleaning out the potty.&amp;nbsp; Mommy and Daddy will probably get one of these the next time they're potty training someone (and no, that is not a hint).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Character panties are way more motivating than solid colored panties!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B6MzB1P_b7o/TYAr0g9wvrI/AAAAAAAACp4/cPfraLd6l4w/s1600/potty+training.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B6MzB1P_b7o/TYAr0g9wvrI/AAAAAAAACp4/cPfraLd6l4w/s320/potty+training.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I thoroughly enjoy looking down at Dora/Snow White/Kai Lan/Spongebob and telling them that they are still dry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Telling pink that it's still dry? Not nearly as much fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; According to Mommy's calculations, learning to go pee-pee in the potty is roughly 40 times easier than learning to go poo-poo in the potty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; I should not be &lt;em&gt;asked&lt;/em&gt; if I have to go potty.&amp;nbsp; I should be &lt;strong&gt;told&lt;/strong&gt; it's time to go potty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; Stickers have no hold on me.&amp;nbsp; None. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy started out Day 1 by setting a timer for 5 minutes and letting me choose a sticker each time the timer went off and my panties were dry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You can see how long that worked for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--FTPmE4QFwk/TYAr2340kLI/AAAAAAAACp8/n9veBSJmZ7s/s1600/potty+training2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--FTPmE4QFwk/TYAr2340kLI/AAAAAAAACp8/n9veBSJmZ7s/s320/potty+training2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; Juice does have some hold on me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today I got to have a drink of juice every time the timer went off (10-15 minute intervals) and my panties were dry.&amp;nbsp; Juice is something I normally only get at birthday parties, so that was a huge treat...and it gave me more opportunities to practice going potty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's the bottom line&amp;nbsp;of the last two days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Monday- 5 pee-peed panties, 1 poo-pooed panty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tuesday- 2 pee-peed panties, 3 poo-pooed panties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not too bad, if you ask me (or Mommy, or Daddy)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3810483907764081934?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3810483907764081934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3810483907764081934' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3810483907764081934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3810483907764081934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/potty-training-2-days-down-625-to-go.html' title='Potty Training: 2 Days Down, 625 To Go'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kx5tL4CvOkI/TYAlJRSHs1I/AAAAAAAACp0/sE19Oy27-ns/s72-c/potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2311709397091558100</id><published>2011-03-15T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T06:59:34.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Dance-Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xBy5L3CfMtA/TX9wKg2a-JI/AAAAAAAACps/bekwKpSKwno/s1600/dance+off.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xBy5L3CfMtA/TX9wKg2a-JI/AAAAAAAACps/bekwKpSKwno/s320/dance+off.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Get Healthy as a Family, Dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Submitted by Emily Patterson on behalf of Primrose Preschools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dance can be a fun, easy way to introduce physical activity into your family's daily routine. As a provider of educational child care, Primrose Schools has recognized and is actively fighting against the childhood obesity epidemic. Your family can join in the fight- all you have to do is dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://danceoff.primroseschools.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Family Dance-Off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;supports Children's Miracle Network Hospitals, a non-profit organization that raises funds for more than 170 children's hospitals, which collectively treat 17 million children annually for every illness and injury imaginable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZReR8fthX2E/TX9wglfH4kI/AAAAAAAACpw/aY4pd5NpG5Q/s1600/childrens-miracle-network.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZReR8fthX2E/TX9wglfH4kI/AAAAAAAACpw/aY4pd5NpG5Q/s320/childrens-miracle-network.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Families are encouraged to record and submit a 30 second video of themselves dancing to promote fitness and strengthen family ties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Participating in the Family Dance-off is easy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Record a 30-second video of your family's best dance moves. Don't be afraid to let loose and be silly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://danceoff.primroseschools.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Family Dance-off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; site and upload your best take by March 19th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. Share your video with your friends via email, Facebook, Twitter, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. View and vote daily (you can place five votes per day) for your favorite family dance video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What would a competition be without prizes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Primrose Schools is providing prizes that aren't only great for your family but for your whole community, with $65,000 in donations to local Children's Miracle Network Hospitals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grand Prize&lt;/strong&gt;: $5,000 and Primrose will make a $30,000 donation to a local Children's Miracle Network Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Prize&lt;/strong&gt;: $3,000 and Primrose will make a $20,000 donation to a local Children's Miracle Network Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd Prize&lt;/strong&gt;: $1,500 and Primrose will make a $15,000 donation to a local Children's Miracle Network Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All 14 Finalists&lt;/strong&gt; will also receive a FLIP camcorder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://danceoff.primroseschools.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Family Dance-off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; site for details on how to take part in the fight against childhood obesity, participate in the competition, and view past competitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2311709397091558100?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2311709397091558100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2311709397091558100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2311709397091558100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2311709397091558100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/family-dance-off.html' title='Family Dance-Off'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xBy5L3CfMtA/TX9wKg2a-JI/AAAAAAAACps/bekwKpSKwno/s72-c/dance+off.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3576407733856386926</id><published>2011-03-13T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:55:55.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish Us Luck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tomorrow morning marks the beginning of&amp;nbsp;hardcore potting training at my house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QeKSCK_CKc0/TX2RdB10DWI/AAAAAAAACpo/uCKjiBIAxik/s1600/potty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QeKSCK_CKc0/TX2RdB10DWI/AAAAAAAACpo/uCKjiBIAxik/s1600/potty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy was beginning to doubt her choice of timing, but&amp;nbsp;when I managed to keep my diaper dry for a little more than 6 hours today (including a 2.5 hour nap), it was confirmed to her that right now is the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The above mentioned dryness&amp;nbsp;did require about 8 trips to the potty...but isn't that the whole point of potty training?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Personally, I'm feeling pretty good about this new endeavor, too.&amp;nbsp; This evening, I proudly told Poppy that "I'm gonna go potty trainin' tomorrow!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Will my enthusiasm and cooperativeness remain throughout the day?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Only time will tell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If any of you mommas out there are contemplating potty training any time soon, you might want to check out Gilt's website right now.&amp;nbsp; They just put up a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gilt.com/sale/children/potty-time-books-pot"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Potty Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; themed sale, which includes the Baby Bjorn potty pictured above&amp;nbsp;for only $18!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sanmD4DFA5k/TX2Rb1fr7aI/AAAAAAAACpk/0aa5b1nn-j0/s1600/potty+book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sanmD4DFA5k/TX2Rb1fr7aI/AAAAAAAACpk/0aa5b1nn-j0/s1600/potty+book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They also have this Leslie Patricelli board book for $5.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I haven't had the pleasure of reading this book myself yet...but if it's by Leslie Patricelli it's got to be good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3576407733856386926?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3576407733856386926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3576407733856386926' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3576407733856386926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3576407733856386926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/wish-us-luck.html' title='Wish Us Luck!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QeKSCK_CKc0/TX2RdB10DWI/AAAAAAAACpo/uCKjiBIAxik/s72-c/potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-5797236043146439038</id><published>2011-03-12T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T19:05:39.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at these characters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Friday was Character Dress Up Day at Mommy's school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Considering the amount of time that Mommy and her teammates&amp;nbsp;spent talking about and preparing for this day, I'm sure that the teachers were every bit as excited about the day as the students!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's Mommy in her &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fancy-Nancy-Jane-Oconnor/dp/0060542098/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1299985207&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Fancy Nancy&lt;/a&gt; getup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CTyDB-5_wyw/TXvwGvsF0_I/AAAAAAAACo0/cuBS2ehPySo/s1600/character+dress+up10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CTyDB-5_wyw/TXvwGvsF0_I/AAAAAAAACo0/cuBS2ehPySo/s320/character+dress+up10.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Another teacher on her first grade team dressed up as Fancy Nancy's mom.&amp;nbsp; Her daughter (a kindergartener) was Fancy Nancy, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-mclD-PmYPNc/TXvwJG5SvNI/AAAAAAAACo8/hGcyig-UAvo/s1600/character+dress+up2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-mclD-PmYPNc/TXvwJG5SvNI/AAAAAAAACo8/hGcyig-UAvo/s320/character+dress+up2.jpg" width="174" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Purplicious-Pinkalicious-Elizabeth-Kann/dp/0061244058"&gt;Purplicious&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pinkalicious-Elizabeth-Kann/dp/0060776390"&gt;Pinkalicious&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yauxQQz14Q4/TXvwH7mMfkI/AAAAAAAACo4/pTUQe_dnmyI/s1600/character+dress+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yauxQQz14Q4/TXvwH7mMfkI/AAAAAAAACo4/pTUQe_dnmyI/s320/character+dress+up.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy called them the Liciouses. They are both named Ashleigh/Ashley, so she could have called them the Ashleys, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bet you didn't know that &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Harriet-Spy-Louise-Fitzhugh/dp/0440416795"&gt;Harriet the Spy&lt;/a&gt; is Batman's mommy.&amp;nbsp; It's true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JTun0KrdJx8/TXvwKfGnVWI/AAAAAAAACpA/9FcvbGvgQ6Y/s1600/character+dress+up3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JTun0KrdJx8/TXvwKfGnVWI/AAAAAAAACpA/9FcvbGvgQ6Y/s320/character+dress+up3.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Corduroy-Don-Freeman/dp/0670241334"&gt;Corduroy's&lt;/a&gt; owner, Lisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gTadC4WdcGU/TXvwOwS-oeI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5vZr218APQk/s1600/character+dress+up7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gTadC4WdcGU/TXvwOwS-oeI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5vZr218APQk/s320/character+dress+up7.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aren't those first grade teachers clever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The kindergarten team is quite clever and creative, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just check out Thing 1!&amp;nbsp; Look closely, and you can see 'Mother's new dress' hanging behind her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IpjY4_EwPGc/TXvwMxQkIgI/AAAAAAAACpI/LGYXLEaH2XY/s1600/character+dress+up5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IpjY4_EwPGc/TXvwMxQkIgI/AAAAAAAACpI/LGYXLEaH2XY/s320/character+dress+up5.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/There-Lady-Swallowed-Caldecott-Honor/dp/0670869392"&gt;Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Q8cNT4hJgZY/TXvwLQDHMGI/AAAAAAAACpE/U6cfjimZ670/s1600/character+dress+up4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Q8cNT4hJgZY/TXvwLQDHMGI/AAAAAAAACpE/U6cfjimZ670/s320/character+dress+up4.jpg" width="189" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&amp;amp;field-keywords=magic+school+bus"&gt;Ms. Frizzle&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Take a gander at those earrings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-WcagaTC6tEI/TXvwN1OVA0I/AAAAAAAACpM/4ge6ncpx_EU/s1600/character+dress+up6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-WcagaTC6tEI/TXvwN1OVA0I/AAAAAAAACpM/4ge6ncpx_EU/s320/character+dress+up6.jpg" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dora the Explorer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rVpPBJX3w80/TXvwPkU_IWI/AAAAAAAACpU/oo5JDy44Cf4/s1600/character+dress+up8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rVpPBJX3w80/TXvwPkU_IWI/AAAAAAAACpU/oo5JDy44Cf4/s320/character+dress+up8.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Did you know that 'Aunt' Tara and Mommy teach at the same school this year?&amp;nbsp; They do!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tara looked fabulous as Camilla Cream from &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bad-Case-Stripes-David-Shannon/dp/0590929976"&gt;A Bad Case of Stripes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-N_3PwnUUWJA/TXvwRSyqGoI/AAAAAAAACpY/N6jbIHkLOuA/s1600/character+dress+up9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-N_3PwnUUWJA/TXvwRSyqGoI/AAAAAAAACpY/N6jbIHkLOuA/s320/character+dress+up9.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy's students looked fabulous, too!&amp;nbsp; Every one of them spent a lot of time and effort on their character costume.&amp;nbsp; Mommy can't show their pictures, but she would like you to know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Madeline-Ludwig-Bemelmans/dp/0670445800"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Madeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=the+fly+guy&amp;amp;tag=mh0b-20&amp;amp;index=stripbooks&amp;amp;hvadid=159422658&amp;amp;ref=pd_sl_54m3r1i0jo_e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fly Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Diary-Wimpy-Kid-Jeff-Kinney/dp/0810993139"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Greg Heffley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=katie-kazoo&amp;amp;tag=mh0b-20&amp;amp;index=stripbooks&amp;amp;hvadid=38637570&amp;amp;ref=pd_sl_5vnnolskng_e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Katie Kazoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Horton-Hears-Who-Dr-Seuss/dp/0394800788"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Horton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, the Cat in the Hat, 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fancy-Nancy-Jane-Oconnor/dp/0060542098"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fancy Nancies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=%27junie+b+jones%27&amp;amp;tag=mh0b-20&amp;amp;index=stripbooks&amp;amp;hvadid=154838576&amp;amp;ref=pd_sl_65mam6ey8r_e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Junie B. Joneses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Skippyjon-Jones-Judy-Schachner/dp/0525471340"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Skippyjon Joneses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, a princess, and lots of other characters inhabited her room for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-5797236043146439038?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/5797236043146439038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=5797236043146439038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5797236043146439038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5797236043146439038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/look-at-these-characters.html' title='Look at these characters!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CTyDB-5_wyw/TXvwGvsF0_I/AAAAAAAACo0/cuBS2ehPySo/s72-c/character+dress+up10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-252159792523569081</id><published>2011-03-12T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T08:57:00.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leila's First Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Guess who turned one last week?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This little, cutie...that's who!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t0bGQvxlSg0/TXhTC29dvOI/AAAAAAAACoQ/Ths2rbAZg40/s1600/lei%2527s+party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t0bGQvxlSg0/TXhTC29dvOI/AAAAAAAACoQ/Ths2rbAZg40/s320/lei%2527s+party.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My family had a blast celebrating Leila's first birthday at her family's house on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Leila's mom, 'Aunt' Michele, did a fabulous job of making everything beautiful and fun.&amp;nbsp; And by 'making' I really do mean 'making'.&amp;nbsp; I think Michele made just about every little decoration you'll see in these pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, except for maybe these balloons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q18oJfexpRQ/TXhTEhYQVhI/AAAAAAAACoU/Sc9fSeLwmOE/s1600/lei%2527s+party2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q18oJfexpRQ/TXhTEhYQVhI/AAAAAAAACoU/Sc9fSeLwmOE/s320/lei%2527s+party2.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Michele just started sewing a few months ago, but she's already quite the seamstress.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kNyHicfjEYo/TXhTGG3j6BI/AAAAAAAACoY/NNkzEfaU5-c/s1600/lei%2527s+party3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kNyHicfjEYo/TXhTGG3j6BI/AAAAAAAACoY/NNkzEfaU5-c/s320/lei%2527s+party3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She used her machine to make all of these banners (which she would brush off as easy, peasy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-C8jW6n9-0-0/TXhTJC_JfqI/AAAAAAAACog/zLTQKtSaIFA/s1600/lei%2527s+party5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-C8jW6n9-0-0/TXhTJC_JfqI/AAAAAAAACog/zLTQKtSaIFA/s320/lei%2527s+party5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She made the adorable tutu outfit Leila wore to her party and these super cutie party hats, too!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-asL3kflvoss/TXhTJ9pne4I/AAAAAAAACok/UtOLaeqcjwc/s1600/lei%2527s+party6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-asL3kflvoss/TXhTJ9pne4I/AAAAAAAACok/UtOLaeqcjwc/s320/lei%2527s+party6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And, of course, Michele made the ever clever birthday cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UjjcdB0t3bY/TXhTNIqJ2dI/AAAAAAAACos/hxiF2meFqYE/s1600/lei%2527s+party8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UjjcdB0t3bY/TXhTNIqJ2dI/AAAAAAAACos/hxiF2meFqYE/s320/lei%2527s+party8.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Those glittery red circles were delicous, by the way.&amp;nbsp; I ate several of them all by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isn't this trail mix bar a great idea?!&amp;nbsp; There was something for everyone here.&amp;nbsp; Leila's Aunt Danielle (who I also think is my Aunt, too) spent hours picking out these goodies at Whole Foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mla91I3_ruI/TXhTLqLYRSI/AAAAAAAACoo/PsA2QAj8ChI/s1600/lei%2527s+party7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mla91I3_ruI/TXhTLqLYRSI/AAAAAAAACoo/PsA2QAj8ChI/s320/lei%2527s+party7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And here's one of the gifts I gave Leila.&amp;nbsp; It's Mary Englebreit's "Mother Goose" anthology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Qu7oniH7I9I/TXhTOe0pdcI/AAAAAAAACow/UMT-6Mg-apA/s1600/lei%2527s+party9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Qu7oniH7I9I/TXhTOe0pdcI/AAAAAAAACow/UMT-6Mg-apA/s320/lei%2527s+party9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'Aunt' Michele and 'Uncle' Ryan gave the same book to Mommy when she was pregnant with me.&amp;nbsp; It has been one of my favorite books for at least a year now, so Mommy knew just what we needed to give Lei when she&amp;nbsp;recently found out that Lei didn't have it in her own library.&amp;nbsp; I just know she's going to love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Leila!&amp;nbsp; You sure know how to throw a great party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-252159792523569081?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/252159792523569081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=252159792523569081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/252159792523569081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/252159792523569081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/leilas-first-birthday-party.html' title='Leila&apos;s First Birthday Party'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t0bGQvxlSg0/TXhTC29dvOI/AAAAAAAACoQ/Ths2rbAZg40/s72-c/lei%2527s+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8654664395113883977</id><published>2011-03-10T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T08:41:00.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grown Up Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last week, my family headed over to "Uncle" Oscar and "Aunt" Tara's house to celebrate the birthday of our friend, Tammy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9TeNkcvx21w/TXQQzEBBQKI/AAAAAAAACoI/EmODR81ZPi4/s1600/tammy%2527s+party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9TeNkcvx21w/TXQQzEBBQKI/AAAAAAAACoI/EmODR81ZPi4/s320/tammy%2527s+party.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You may remember Tammy from a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2009/12/nomadic-friend.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; post I wrote last winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; At that time, she was&amp;nbsp;the director of a faith-based women's rehab center in&amp;nbsp;Ireland.&amp;nbsp; Well, she's living stateside now.&amp;nbsp; And she is once again following the voice of God as he leads her into a new endeavor...rescuing victims of human trafficking in the Dallas area.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Suprised?&amp;nbsp; Mommy was, too, until Tammy told her that the Dallas/Fort Worth metroplex is one of the fastest growing battlefields in the fight against human trafficking.&amp;nbsp; Please pray for Tammy and her team as they allow God to work through them to build this mission from the ground up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5UgwmEgvJHY/TXQQ0fJ49MI/AAAAAAAACoM/DlaKyCs3_Q0/s1600/tammy%2527s+party2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5UgwmEgvJHY/TXQQ0fJ49MI/AAAAAAAACoM/DlaKyCs3_Q0/s320/tammy%2527s+party2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy birthday, Tammy!&amp;nbsp; We are so glad that you are back in Texas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8654664395113883977?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8654664395113883977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8654664395113883977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8654664395113883977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8654664395113883977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/grown-up-party.html' title='Grown Up Party'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9TeNkcvx21w/TXQQzEBBQKI/AAAAAAAACoI/EmODR81ZPi4/s72-c/tammy%2527s+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4401684519902153176</id><published>2011-03-08T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T08:53:00.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Her Party, But I'll Cry if I Want To...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A few week's ago, I helped my friend, Emily Kate, celebrate her 3rd birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Emily Kate and I have gotten to be good friends this year at Miss Toni's house, but our parents have been friends for a long, long time.&amp;nbsp; My daddy and Emily Kate's daddy were even roommates for a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a pic of the birthday girl playing "Pin the Hat on the Polar Bear".&amp;nbsp; EK was really great at that game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kGn2r_n8vmk/TXQI8s0_tJI/AAAAAAAACoE/XXpLR5dfLws/s1600/EK%2527s+party5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kGn2r_n8vmk/TXQI8s0_tJI/AAAAAAAACoE/XXpLR5dfLws/s320/EK%2527s+party5.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wish that I could say I was more than happy to jump in on the party-gaming fun...but that would be a lie.&amp;nbsp; While the other kids were playing their hearts out, I was glued to Mommy's lap with the occasional tear streaming down my cheek.&amp;nbsp; Anyone who tried to&amp;nbsp;cheer me up was met with a quick grumpy-brow-furrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I did perk up a little bit when I noticed this super fun Fisher-Price dollhouse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-89__i-ii44c/TXQDB10v92I/AAAAAAAACn4/x6L-4nP-YS4/s1600/EK%2527s+party2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-89__i-ii44c/TXQDB10v92I/AAAAAAAACn4/x6L-4nP-YS4/s320/EK%2527s+party2.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but I didn't really become myself until the cake and ice cream were served!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t9qCu9g_4To/TXQDC-up3wI/AAAAAAAACn8/20kY4z6e8tU/s1600/EK%2527s+party3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t9qCu9g_4To/TXQDC-up3wI/AAAAAAAACn8/20kY4z6e8tU/s320/EK%2527s+party3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was at about this point that Mommy realized I hadn't eaten lunch that day. I went down for my nap earlier than usual so that I wouldn't have to be woken up mid-nap to go to the party...but when I did wake up Mommy&amp;nbsp;completely forgot to put a little yummy in my tummy.&amp;nbsp; Think that explains the teary eyes during game time?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was finally getting warmed up right when the party came to a close.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, the warmup came just in time for my mommy, EK's mommy, and EK's grandparents to snap a few shots of the two of us playing a little duet on our 'flutes'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rexiGQUH0tY/TXQDEiY3VhI/AAAAAAAACoA/a4QuRTT3lew/s1600/EK%2527s+party4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rexiGQUH0tY/TXQDEiY3VhI/AAAAAAAACoA/a4QuRTT3lew/s320/EK%2527s+party4.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Emily Kate!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maybe next year Mommy will remember to feed me before your party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4401684519902153176?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4401684519902153176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4401684519902153176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4401684519902153176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4401684519902153176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-her-party-but-ill-cry-if-i-want-to.html' title='It&apos;s Her Party, But I&apos;ll Cry if I Want To...'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kGn2r_n8vmk/TXQI8s0_tJI/AAAAAAAACoE/XXpLR5dfLws/s72-c/EK%2527s+party5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3577314364279349136</id><published>2011-03-06T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T14:47:23.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Animals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been one crazy party animal for the past month! Mommy, Daddy, and I have been to one party just about every week (including my own) since the beginning of February. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Instead of sharing these super fun shindigs with you, I've been secretly hoarding them all on Mommy's PC. They really are just too exciting to keep to myself, though, so I thought I'd spend this week blogging about each of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;First up is the owl themed first birthday party of my good friend, Karsyn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Karsy's Aunt Brooke sent this birthday banner all the way from Colorodo.&amp;nbsp; Brooke is a very clever crafter.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-8IvCopJ7y5o/TXP9Txm5NEI/AAAAAAAACns/uy-zIJstyvU/s1600/DSCN2244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-8IvCopJ7y5o/TXP9Txm5NEI/AAAAAAAACns/uy-zIJstyvU/s320/DSCN2244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And check out this cutie outfit Karsyn's mommy ordered for her from Etsy.&amp;nbsp; This is the shirt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GpbAYp9NDq8/TXP9C9HJeZI/AAAAAAAACnU/_DcsyuS8H4o/s1600/with+grammy+joy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GpbAYp9NDq8/TXP9C9HJeZI/AAAAAAAACnU/_DcsyuS8H4o/s320/with+grammy+joy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and here's the fun and full tutu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eNwmPDNUA44/TXP9DkRntAI/AAAAAAAACnY/plOMlNAmMgE/s1600/outfit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eNwmPDNUA44/TXP9DkRntAI/AAAAAAAACnY/plOMlNAmMgE/s320/outfit.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When "Aunt" Brandi was wondering how they would be able to find room in their house for all of their party guests, Mommy reminded her their garage would make an ideal place since "Uncle" Adam keeps it clean enough to eat off of the floors.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Seriously, he does.&amp;nbsp; Mommy thinks that they miiiight store 7 noncar items in there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Doesn't this make a great extended dining room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zyIgmPNwDUg/TXP9He6ypmI/AAAAAAAACnc/hn6MZdvV7hc/s1600/garage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zyIgmPNwDUg/TXP9He6ypmI/AAAAAAAACnc/hn6MZdvV7hc/s320/garage.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Aunt" Michele created this adorable owl cake to go along with Karsyn's party theme.&amp;nbsp; Isn't it precious?!﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lSLk2GRxdUQ/TXP9Is-4jYI/AAAAAAAACng/fnAQHdQbYmU/s1600/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lSLk2GRxdUQ/TXP9Is-4jYI/AAAAAAAACng/fnAQHdQbYmU/s320/cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My family thinks that Michele always knocks those cakes out of the park!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Karsyn clearly agrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-w-pqj2BNmxk/TXP9KOacZxI/AAAAAAAACnk/WK5-uwSLipM/s1600/eating+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-w-pqj2BNmxk/TXP9KOacZxI/AAAAAAAACnk/WK5-uwSLipM/s320/eating+cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brandi made sure to include the kiddos &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; the grown ups in the party favor corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wUlSFWfzEj4/TXP9LnUjSOI/AAAAAAAACno/mNlyZJyc56w/s1600/favors.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wUlSFWfzEj4/TXP9LnUjSOI/AAAAAAAACno/mNlyZJyc56w/s320/favors.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That yellow basket held goody bags for the little ones and the vase was full of yummy cake balls for the older set!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-8IvCopJ7y5o/TXP9Txm5NEI/AAAAAAAACns/uy-zIJstyvU/s1600/DSCN2244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a picture of me showing off the owl clippy that was in&amp;nbsp;the girl's goody bags.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0qujrJHo4gQ/TXP9le0yI7I/AAAAAAAACnw/ESNjnb4hbaA/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0qujrJHo4gQ/TXP9le0yI7I/AAAAAAAACnw/ESNjnb4hbaA/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday (+1 month) , Karsyn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stay tuned for more pics from our party-full month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3577314364279349136?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3577314364279349136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3577314364279349136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3577314364279349136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3577314364279349136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/party-animals.html' title='Party Animals!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-8IvCopJ7y5o/TXP9Txm5NEI/AAAAAAAACns/uy-zIJstyvU/s72-c/DSCN2244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4005513084820846877</id><published>2011-03-02T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:20:22.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for Dr. Seuss' Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Even though this is not a teacher blog, I thought Mommy would appreciate it if I showed you some pics of the fun her class had in honor of Dr. Seuss' birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They started the day out by&amp;nbsp;reading a whole lot o' Seuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9C6PuMuuKZ0/TW8SwOeQmLI/AAAAAAAACmQ/hmSvWkLkv1c/s1600/seuss+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9C6PuMuuKZ0/TW8SwOeQmLI/AAAAAAAACmQ/hmSvWkLkv1c/s320/seuss+day.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A_uI4h076AM/TW8SxT-2PnI/AAAAAAAACmU/vEKOOac0dNs/s1600/seuss+day2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A_uI4h076AM/TW8SxT-2PnI/AAAAAAAACmU/vEKOOac0dNs/s320/seuss+day2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After reading Green Eggs and Ham, Mommy's students practiced collecting data by asking their classmates the question below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nx3b5I3TYmY/TW8SyEqDLaI/AAAAAAAACmY/a10q8qDNAlA/s1600/seuss+day3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nx3b5I3TYmY/TW8SyEqDLaI/AAAAAAAACmY/a10q8qDNAlA/s320/seuss+day3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then, they determined how the data they collected could be organized,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A3RJf9rU8jM/TW8Sy8H4FdI/AAAAAAAACmc/GxBNquunNNI/s1600/seuss+day4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A3RJf9rU8jM/TW8Sy8H4FdI/AAAAAAAACmc/GxBNquunNNI/s320/seuss+day4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and worked independently to display their data in a graph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tdmrsxubkdM/TW8UclSxs0I/AAAAAAAACms/RheyFhpeckw/s1600/seuss+day7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tdmrsxubkdM/TW8UclSxs0I/AAAAAAAACms/RheyFhpeckw/s320/seuss+day7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Please note the use of a title, key, and numerical labels.&amp;nbsp; Hooray for learning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the end of the day the teachers read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Oh-Places-Youll-Dr-Seuss/dp/0679805273"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh, the Places You'll Go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; As a response to this great story, the students wrote a letter telling about some places they would like to go.&amp;nbsp; The letters were attached to a red or white balloon, and each first grader sent his or her balloon afloat as part of a big balloon release.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8M7moY5GeDc/TW8S2BQpzDI/AAAAAAAACmk/1YLFTShqoOY/s1600/seuss+day6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8M7moY5GeDc/TW8S2BQpzDI/AAAAAAAACmk/1YLFTShqoOY/s320/seuss+day6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The letters included the address of Mommy's school and the email address of one of her teammates...so if&amp;nbsp;one of the letters happens to make it&amp;nbsp;your way please know that 150 first graders are eagerly awaiting your reply!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a snapshot of Mommy's team on this exciting day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_zOvOwG8H28/TW8TJ4EoasI/AAAAAAAACmo/vG6MxvfOUdI/s1600/seuss+team.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_zOvOwG8H28/TW8TJ4EoasI/AAAAAAAACmo/vG6MxvfOUdI/s320/seuss+team.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can you tell that someone we know quite well forgot that she was supposed to be The Grinch?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh well...there's always next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4005513084820846877?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4005513084820846877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4005513084820846877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4005513084820846877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4005513084820846877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/03/hooray-for-dr-seuss-birthday.html' title='Hooray for Dr. Seuss&apos; Birthday!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9C6PuMuuKZ0/TW8SwOeQmLI/AAAAAAAACmQ/hmSvWkLkv1c/s72-c/seuss+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-5318205096339344576</id><published>2011-02-27T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:24:33.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday(s) Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've kind of fallen off the Sunday Best Bandwagon, so here's a mash up of the past two Sundays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you think breakfast always tastes better with a balloon?&amp;nbsp; I do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zRfbvZCtwLc/TWsbt9oQ9KI/AAAAAAAACls/RkzRyQS1TvY/s1600/balloon+breakfast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zRfbvZCtwLc/TWsbt9oQ9KI/AAAAAAAACls/RkzRyQS1TvY/s320/balloon+breakfast.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;especially if you can figure out a way to make the balloon part of your breakfast fare!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s4qdiPbFnE0/TWsbv3j5VUI/AAAAAAAAClw/el7JWhlyzOM/s1600/balloon+breakfast2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s4qdiPbFnE0/TWsbv3j5VUI/AAAAAAAAClw/el7JWhlyzOM/s320/balloon+breakfast2.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll bet you can't find me in this picture!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cCOzNe8XjSw/TWsbyJy2Q2I/AAAAAAAACl0/dnN7eggO_JQ/s1600/leapord+dress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cCOzNe8XjSw/TWsbyJy2Q2I/AAAAAAAACl0/dnN7eggO_JQ/s320/leapord+dress.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The leapord print dress I wore to church last week sure did keep me well camoflauged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Sunday night, Lighthouse&amp;nbsp;held its annual Missions Banquet.&amp;nbsp; Missions is a huge part of the life of our church, so this is one of our biggest nights of the year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We support 50 missionaries/missions ministries around the globe, and each of those has a table dedicated to it at our banquet.&amp;nbsp; This year, Mommy and Daddy's young adult ministry hosted four different tables.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's table was for 2 of the brand new church plants we are supporting.&amp;nbsp; Daddy planned this set up all on his own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ar9VTtWyFyg/TWsgwKEsnYI/AAAAAAAACl4/GUnVI9EXBVs/s1600/missions+banquet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ar9VTtWyFyg/TWsgwKEsnYI/AAAAAAAACl4/GUnVI9EXBVs/s320/missions+banquet.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Auntie hosted a table for one of our missionaries in Northern Asia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ln-_jWUewds/TWsgxIyBM3I/AAAAAAAACl8/oJ9ErTBH0V0/s1600/missions+banquet2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ln-_jWUewds/TWsgxIyBM3I/AAAAAAAACl8/oJ9ErTBH0V0/s320/missions+banquet2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every year, there are a handful of missionaries that are actually able to join us in person for this big event.&amp;nbsp; This year, my family was super happy to have Karsyn's grandparents with us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gTasD91TrkQ/TWsg0vgJjYI/AAAAAAAACmE/7jzRrRrrPYI/s1600/missions+banquet4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gTasD91TrkQ/TWsg0vgJjYI/AAAAAAAACmE/7jzRrRrrPYI/s320/missions+banquet4.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;They have been missionaries to Mongolia for the past 14 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and Daddy's good friends, Mel and Jillian, are slightly newer faces to missions.&amp;nbsp; They, along with their two&amp;nbsp;kiddos,&amp;nbsp;will be leaving for northern Asia this summer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5-rlZtoxXTM/TWsg1vIbVfI/AAAAAAAACmI/n_U1x_gJOps/s1600/missions+banquet5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5-rlZtoxXTM/TWsg1vIbVfI/AAAAAAAACmI/n_U1x_gJOps/s320/missions+banquet5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although their feet have yet to touch ground in the country God has called them to, their hearts have long been there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a shot of the whole shabang...minus the youth and kids' rooms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SpsifRT_hOg/TWsili-C_kI/AAAAAAAACmM/43AxtmF40ro/s1600/missions+banquet6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SpsifRT_hOg/TWsili-C_kI/AAAAAAAACmM/43AxtmF40ro/s320/missions+banquet6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-5318205096339344576?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/5318205096339344576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=5318205096339344576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5318205096339344576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5318205096339344576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/02/sundays-best.html' title='Sunday(s) Best'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zRfbvZCtwLc/TWsbt9oQ9KI/AAAAAAAACls/RkzRyQS1TvY/s72-c/balloon+breakfast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4446631455728614170</id><published>2011-02-22T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:00:01.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Works Every Time</title><content type='html'>Most of you know that&amp;nbsp;two year olds can&amp;nbsp;be big fans of negativity.&amp;nbsp; As in the "No!&amp;nbsp; I don't want to!" variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this negativity has become a frequent little pastime of mine, my mommy has been working to figure out a way around it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the direction conversations go in our home several times each day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy: We're going to have broccoli for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me (in a crying voice): No!&amp;nbsp; I don't want to eat broccoli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy: Oh? Well, Mommy is going to eat broccoli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Yes, I want broccoli!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy: It's time to get ready for bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: No!&amp;nbsp; I want to play with my doctor kit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy: Well, Mommy's going to get ready for bed soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me (as I run towards my room): I need to put my jammies on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that woman's got me figured out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4446631455728614170?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4446631455728614170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4446631455728614170' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4446631455728614170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4446631455728614170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/02/works-every-time.html' title='Works Every Time'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4344788963700158507</id><published>2011-02-19T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T20:55:05.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b'/><title type='text'>It's my party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures of my Elmo-themed&amp;nbsp;2nd birthday party!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X14RdQR1wT4/TWAgydrZFoI/AAAAAAAACk4/zbXer-ydN1I/s1600/birthday+party5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X14RdQR1wT4/TWAgydrZFoI/AAAAAAAACk4/zbXer-ydN1I/s320/birthday+party5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy was hoping that she would be able to avoid a cartoon themed birthday party, but she just couldn't think of anything else that would make my face light up like that furry little red guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_QrxgzJmZoM/TWAgvU-DvdI/AAAAAAAACks/LZbw1MzTBaY/s1600/birthday+party2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_QrxgzJmZoM/TWAgvU-DvdI/AAAAAAAACks/LZbw1MzTBaY/s320/birthday+party2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The favor, hat, and party horn table was probably one of my favorite parts of the party!&amp;nbsp; It took incredible levels of self control for this toddler to keep her hands (and mouth) off of every item here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4CjJurluOM/TWAgtFs3CXI/AAAAAAAACko/z1z91zXZeCo/s1600/birthday+party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4CjJurluOM/TWAgtFs3CXI/AAAAAAAACko/z1z91zXZeCo/s320/birthday+party.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Those balloons came from the Dollar Tree, by the way.&amp;nbsp; They were a big hit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The hats, on the other hand, were a little more controversial.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NjoVkKPL8Uk/TWAg9L0GyWI/AAAAAAAAClU/t4iYuriLXKI/s1600/birthday+party12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NjoVkKPL8Uk/TWAg9L0GyWI/AAAAAAAAClU/t4iYuriLXKI/s320/birthday+party12.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NjoVkKPL8Uk/TWAg9L0GyWI/AAAAAAAAClU/t4iYuriLXKI/s1600/birthday+party12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Preston may have been their only real fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qOfx3NjGFWQ/TWAgzh5hycI/AAAAAAAACk8/H9YZjr47JNs/s1600/birthday+party6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qOfx3NjGFWQ/TWAgzh5hycI/AAAAAAAACk8/H9YZjr47JNs/s320/birthday+party6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We snacked on reds (Strawberries, bell peppers, craisins, and cherry tomatoes)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and oranges (baby carrots, Cheeze Nips, Goldfish crackers, and (more) bell peppers). &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUu9s0rZqe4/TWAg-akMYKI/AAAAAAAAClY/UxDjvHqDRGw/s1600/birthday+party13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUu9s0rZqe4/TWAg-akMYKI/AAAAAAAAClY/UxDjvHqDRGw/s320/birthday+party13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy also Elmoed these Oreo cookies.&amp;nbsp; They looked a whole lot better than they tasted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgArUa8vCvU/TWCYeUDERLI/AAAAAAAAClo/VLiTIVC5_bw/s1600/birthday+party17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgArUa8vCvU/TWCYeUDERLI/AAAAAAAAClo/VLiTIVC5_bw/s320/birthday+party17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Several months ago, Mommy asked me if I wanted cake or cupcakes for my birthday.&amp;nbsp; "Cupcakes!" was my oh-so confident reply.&amp;nbsp; Mommy thought it would be fun for me and my friends to decorate cupcakes at the party, so this was what my 'cake' spread looked like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y_ya4do-As4/TWAhA5uLDKI/AAAAAAAAClc/cr45vFKUhCw/s1600/birthday+party14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y_ya4do-As4/TWAhA5uLDKI/AAAAAAAAClc/cr45vFKUhCw/s320/birthday+party14.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this is what the decorating looked like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IAMo4ToCMzk/TWAhDg4riFI/AAAAAAAAClk/u6N9lX8RK4c/s1600/birthday+party16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IAMo4ToCMzk/TWAhDg4riFI/AAAAAAAAClk/u6N9lX8RK4c/s320/birthday+party16.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hindsight is 20/20, though, and if Mommy had to do it all over again she would have held off on this little&amp;nbsp;culinary adventure until my 3rd or 4th birthday.&amp;nbsp; Most of my friends and I&amp;nbsp;just weren't old enough to really get into the decorating spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully, Playdough was&amp;nbsp;a very age appropriate choice!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVkTJVMSQgA/TWAg1E6Pd0I/AAAAAAAAClA/NQo4RHfg-7I/s1600/birthday+party7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVkTJVMSQgA/TWAg1E6Pd0I/AAAAAAAAClA/NQo4RHfg-7I/s320/birthday+party7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I recently developed a strong dislike for the "Happy Birthday" song.&amp;nbsp; The last few times I have heard it sung I burst into tears.&amp;nbsp; Knowing that this would likely be my reaction, on the morning of my party Mommy asked me if I wanted people to sing to me.&amp;nbsp; I gave a pretty firm "no"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even without the song, I still became quite upset when,&amp;nbsp;come candle-blowing-time,&amp;nbsp;all eyes were on me ...and I still ended up in tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LFcpT1XpF8/TWAg2ToYs2I/AAAAAAAAClE/1VhGHqysEpI/s1600/birthday+party8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LFcpT1XpF8/TWAg2ToYs2I/AAAAAAAAClE/1VhGHqysEpI/s320/birthday+party8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUu9s0rZqe4/TWAg-akMYKI/AAAAAAAAClY/UxDjvHqDRGw/s1600/birthday+party13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thankfully, my disconcertment wasn't anything a little present-opening couldn't cure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B1CBeRSc1rA/TWAg5Fm1PnI/AAAAAAAAClI/QUDjfcJwTtk/s1600/birthday+party9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B1CBeRSc1rA/TWAg5Fm1PnI/AAAAAAAAClI/QUDjfcJwTtk/s320/birthday+party9.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And speaking of presents, check out the fabulous one my Grandpa decorated for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yB-CWUPFXwM/TWAgwuxoePI/AAAAAAAACkw/z8ZdpzIcepY/s1600/birthday+party3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yB-CWUPFXwM/TWAgwuxoePI/AAAAAAAACkw/z8ZdpzIcepY/s320/birthday+party3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he clever?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for checking out my Elmo party!&amp;nbsp; This party was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndltgxePaO8/TWAgxee5lEI/AAAAAAAACk0/-zM3hDD7sUs/s1600/birthday+party4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndltgxePaO8/TWAgxee5lEI/AAAAAAAACk0/-zM3hDD7sUs/s320/birthday+party4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4344788963700158507?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4344788963700158507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4344788963700158507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4344788963700158507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4344788963700158507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-my-party.html' title='It&apos;s my party!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X14RdQR1wT4/TWAgydrZFoI/AAAAAAAACk4/zbXer-ydN1I/s72-c/birthday+party5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-1326052822579254001</id><published>2011-02-10T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T07:35:00.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me at Two</title><content type='html'>Here are some things you should know about me at the tender age of two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9vay1uUZI/AAAAAAAACkI/fGHP8DW7QEg/s1600/birthday.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9vay1uUZI/AAAAAAAACkI/fGHP8DW7QEg/s320/birthday.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I refer to myself as KK, Katelyn, Katelyn Moss, and (less frequently) Katelyn Elizabeth.&amp;nbsp; It is anyone's guess which of the above names will come out of my mouth when someone asks for my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love food and am a pretty brave eater...though I seem to lose some of that bravery when I'm away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, the first words out of my mouth are, "I want to play."&amp;nbsp; Another commonly spoken phrase of mine is, "Come play with me." That playing is fun stuff, I tell ya'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to me, the following activities qualify as play: putting on dress up clothes, kicking beachballs, caring for babydolls (mine are named Emma and Lola), chasing my puppies, using playdough, painting, drawing with markers, and doing anything that involves going outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to help Mommy clean.&amp;nbsp; The broom, dustpan, and microfiber dust cloths are my dirt-fighting weapons of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to going to see Miss Toni and my three little friends at her house every weekday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little potty gets used a couple of times a week, but that's about it.&amp;nbsp; I think that thing is getting lonely...but I'm not making any immediate plans to remedy said loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading is still one of my favorite pastimes.&amp;nbsp; Right now, I am really into &lt;em&gt;Fancy Nancy&lt;/em&gt;, nursery rhymes, &lt;em&gt;Pinkalicious, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/What-Will-Be-Wendy-Lewison/dp/0439240239/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1297050670&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;little paperback, and my Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current dream time companions are&amp;nbsp;a ladybug Pillow Pet, two Elmos, and the blanket that came with &lt;a href="http://www.bananafishinc.com/prodpg.php?product_id=685"&gt;my crib set&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I&amp;nbsp;ask Mommy and Daddy to kiss my Elmos goodnight&amp;nbsp;when they are tucking me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I still love Elmo, my new favorite TV show is Blue's Clues.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to Netflix, I get to watch that cute little puppy with Daddy when he gets home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I prefer to be on the move, I am not too old to enjoy cuddling with my Mommy and Daddy.&amp;nbsp; I think they really like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-1326052822579254001?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/1326052822579254001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=1326052822579254001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1326052822579254001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1326052822579254001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/02/me-at-two.html' title='Me at Two'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9vay1uUZI/AAAAAAAACkI/fGHP8DW7QEg/s72-c/birthday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3675017884903929492</id><published>2011-02-09T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T09:29:00.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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This thing was so good it prompted Daddy to comment that if all meatless dishes tasted like this one, he'd have no problem becoming a vegetarian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really think you should try this recipe soon.&amp;nbsp; Maybe even tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hearty Vegetable Lasagna&lt;/strong&gt; (from &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/"&gt;allrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt;, with a few deletions and additions from Mommy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 (16 ounce) package lasagna noodles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1 pound fresh mushrooms, sliced&lt;/strike&gt; (Daddy is allergic to these)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 green bell pepper, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 medium zucchini, sliced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 medium carrots, grated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3/4 cup chopped onion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 cloves garlic, minced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 tablespoons &lt;strike&gt;vegetable&lt;/strike&gt; olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 (26 ounce) jars pasta sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 teaspoon dried basil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 (15 ounce) container part-skim ricotta cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 cups shredded mozzarella cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 package of frozen spinach, cooked accoring to package directions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Directions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.Cook the lasagna noodles in a large pot of boiling water for 10 minutes, or until al dente. Rinse with cold water, and drain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.In a large saucepan, cook and stir &lt;strike&gt;mushrooms&lt;/strike&gt;, green peppers, zucchini, carrots,&amp;nbsp;onion, and garlic in oil. Stir in pasta sauce and basil; bring to a boil. Reduce heat, and simmer 15 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.Mix together ricotta, 2 cups mozzarella cheese, cooked spinach, and eggs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Spread 1 cup tomato sauce into the bottom of a greased 9x13 inch baking dish. Layer 1/2 each, lasagna noodles, ricotta mix, sauce, and Parmesan cheese. Repeat layering, and top with remaining 2 cups mozzarella cheese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5.Bake, uncovered, for 40 minutes. Let stand 15 minutes before serving. &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The allrecipes.com version says that prep time is 25 minutes...but it actually took Mommy 60 minutes to get this thing ready to go in the oven.&amp;nbsp; She did all of the prep work the night before, though, so it really wasn't so bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No matter how long it takes you to make this dish, though, I can promise you that it will be worth every minute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3649702298936359243?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3649702298936359243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3649702298936359243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3649702298936359243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3649702298936359243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-highly-recommend-this-meal.html' title='I highly recommend this meal'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3624573699577064967</id><published>2011-02-07T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T08:14:00.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, Baby Sarah!</title><content type='html'>Late last Thursday, my brand new baby cousin entered our world.&amp;nbsp; I had been eagerly awaiting the day that "Aunt Becky's baby come out"...and I think I was just as excited as the rest of the family to discover that the baby was a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of my family's latest pride and joy, Sarah Leanne:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Born February 3, 3011...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90VQa1SyI/AAAAAAAACkQ/e_uyvdVsNbY/s1600/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90VQa1SyI/AAAAAAAACkQ/e_uyvdVsNbY/s320/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 pounds, 10 ounces﻿...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90XVSDg0I/AAAAAAAACkU/qbau5qXumUc/s1600/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90XVSDg0I/AAAAAAAACkU/qbau5qXumUc/s320/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+032.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19 inches﻿...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90Y4iiNOI/AAAAAAAACkY/oWsgPon2SsA/s1600/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90Y4iiNOI/AAAAAAAACkY/oWsgPon2SsA/s320/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+048.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;long Moss fingers and toes﻿...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90aeYk1uI/AAAAAAAACkc/U8B9LVGwqB8/s1600/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90aeYk1uI/AAAAAAAACkc/U8B9LVGwqB8/s320/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+057.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perfect little face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90dvdBuoI/AAAAAAAACkk/2cPqaZvR4W4/s1600/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90dvdBuoI/AAAAAAAACkk/2cPqaZvR4W4/s320/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+130.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, my family is so excited that you are here!&amp;nbsp; We love you tons and can't wait to meet you in person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3624573699577064967?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3624573699577064967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3624573699577064967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3624573699577064967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3624573699577064967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/02/welcome-baby-sarah.html' title='Welcome, Baby Sarah!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU90VQa1SyI/AAAAAAAACkQ/e_uyvdVsNbY/s72-c/Sarah+Leanne+Feb.3%252C2011+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6428947107706477995</id><published>2011-02-06T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T20:44:01.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (Belated) Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>I turned two years old on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day did not look like your average birthday (although it is hard to know what an average birthday looks like when you've only had two of them), but it sure was fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, my good friend, Karsyn, is exactly one year and one day younger than me.&amp;nbsp; Our mommies decided that they would take turns having our birthday parties on our birthday weekend so that we can still celebrate together even though we live 5 hours apart.&amp;nbsp; Karsyn got the birthday weekend this year since it was her first birthday.&amp;nbsp; I'll get it next year. Maybe*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is what my birthday looked like:&amp;nbsp;woke up in a hotel, spent the late morning traveling in my carseat, arrived at my family's destination 19 hours later than I should have (thank you trecherous, icy roads), promptly vomitted from carsickness (thanks again, icy roads), spent the afternoon playing with a good friend who lives 5 hours away, opened some presents, and ended the day by spending the night in the beautiful home of a stranger.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, not your normal birthday.&amp;nbsp; But still a whole lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my Mommy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;forgot to pack the camera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for this exciting birthday filled weekend.&amp;nbsp; So, until we can get copies of Karsyn's grandparents pictures, the only proof of my birthday fun is right here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riding Karsyn's trike.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9knEMXCjI/AAAAAAAACj8/LjOQlTt59Ws/s1600/DSCN2223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9knEMXCjI/AAAAAAAACj8/LjOQlTt59Ws/s320/DSCN2223.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Posing with the '2' shirt Mimi﻿ sent for me to open on my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9kxvOLv8I/AAAAAAAACkA/I6w-KhvKC2A/s1600/DSCN2227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9kxvOLv8I/AAAAAAAACkA/I6w-KhvKC2A/s320/DSCN2227.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opening presents.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9k5RC_iHI/AAAAAAAACkE/dN48Z2EMWz8/s1600/DSCN2234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9k5RC_iHI/AAAAAAAACkE/dN48Z2EMWz8/s320/DSCN2234.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we were in Lubbock to celebrate Karsyn's first birthday, "Aunt" Brandi was super thoughtful and set aside some official birthday time for me...complete with yummy pink strawberry cupcakes!&amp;nbsp; That meant a lot to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The birthday-weekend-trade-off plan our mommies made now has a wonderful kink in it because my new baby cousin, Sarah Leanne, was born the day before my birthday!&amp;nbsp; I'll make a separate post for that little cutie later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6428947107706477995?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6428947107706477995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6428947107706477995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6428947107706477995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6428947107706477995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-belated-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy (Belated) Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TU9knEMXCjI/AAAAAAAACj8/LjOQlTt59Ws/s72-c/DSCN2223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6889949059118435038</id><published>2011-02-02T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:18:25.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I built!</title><content type='html'>Even though we were iced in on Tuesday, my family managed to brave the slick streets for a quick trip to Men's Wearhouse.&amp;nbsp; Poppy and Daddy had already planned to head there to pick out a new suit, and at the last minute Mommy decided that she and I should join them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that had anything to do with the fact that I was already a cranky, stir crazy toddler by 10:00 in the morning?&amp;nbsp; I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a bee line for the big tri-view mirror as soon as we stepped foot into the store.&amp;nbsp; After a few minutes of spinning in circles and admiring my reflection, I noticed two metal rulers resting on the floor.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, the MW staff uses these to help take measurements for alteration purposes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a much better use for them, though.&amp;nbsp; After a few adjustments, I proudly looked at Mommy and annouced, "I made a powerline!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUm77lqyE-I/AAAAAAAACjw/rp_KsaZOgTI/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUm77lqyE-I/AAAAAAAACjw/rp_KsaZOgTI/s320/photo.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty realistic, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6889949059118435038?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6889949059118435038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6889949059118435038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6889949059118435038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6889949059118435038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/02/look-what-i-built.html' title='Look what I built!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUm77lqyE-I/AAAAAAAACjw/rp_KsaZOgTI/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-5618347654875650290</id><published>2011-01-29T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T20:27:10.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, hello there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bet you thought I fell off the face of the earth, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nope, I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But I have been so busy with a recent bout of croup, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;having indoor picnics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToGE9nMSI/AAAAAAAACjg/S6LEnSitHKk/s1600/hello+there3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToGE9nMSI/AAAAAAAACjg/S6LEnSitHKk/s320/hello+there3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;awkwardly posing in front of my artwork,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToDmpCs5I/AAAAAAAACjY/g9vW-LZJOUU/s1600/hello+there.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToDmpCs5I/AAAAAAAACjY/g9vW-LZJOUU/s320/hello+there.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;trying on Auntie's glasses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToFHXrKeI/AAAAAAAACjc/Y7SQJ7ERLkA/s1600/hello+there2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToFHXrKeI/AAAAAAAACjc/Y7SQJ7ERLkA/s320/hello+there2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;playing with leftover snow from last February,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToHdnyYwI/AAAAAAAACjk/Eb7cPxziLms/s1600/hello+there4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToHdnyYwI/AAAAAAAACjk/Eb7cPxziLms/s320/hello+there4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;attending an early&amp;nbsp;Valentine tea party,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToIZpa9_I/AAAAAAAACjo/D5l970A_9FM/s1600/hello+there5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToIZpa9_I/AAAAAAAACjo/D5l970A_9FM/s320/hello+there5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and getting ready to turn two years old that I just haven't had managed to make my regular appearances in the blogging world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maybe I'll find my groove again this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-5618347654875650290?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/5618347654875650290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=5618347654875650290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5618347654875650290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5618347654875650290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-hello-there.html' title='Well, hello there!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TUToGE9nMSI/AAAAAAAACjg/S6LEnSitHKk/s72-c/hello+there3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-5612962802768580338</id><published>2011-01-20T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T07:35:00.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Bonkers (again)</title><content type='html'>Last week my second cousin, Julie Page, turned a whole hand old!&amp;nbsp; I helped celebrate by joining Ju, her family, and lots of her friends at Going Bonkers on Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy didn't even get one picture of me with the birthday girl.&amp;nbsp; That's probably because she was having the time of her life "going bonkers" with all of her big girl school friends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it was because I was a leeetle overwhelmed by the massive amounts of people who were trying to enjoy birthday parties or get all of the "it's been too cold to go outside all week long" energy out of their kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to find a safe haven in this red race car, though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUMpZSzPJI/AAAAAAAACjE/GQZzJzkdKh4/s1600/going+bonkers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUMpZSzPJI/AAAAAAAACjE/GQZzJzkdKh4/s320/going+bonkers.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an even safer haven in the arcade area upstairs.&amp;nbsp; Daddy and Mommy helped me win these tickets.&amp;nbsp; I have no idea what purpose they serve, but I sure did enjoy carrying them around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUMqcU6YtI/AAAAAAAACjI/LWn6Px3V6jY/s1600/going+bonkers2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUMqcU6YtI/AAAAAAAACjI/LWn6Px3V6jY/s320/going+bonkers2.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you all know what I enjoyed even more than carrying tickets, though.&amp;nbsp; Cupcakes!&amp;nbsp; And Capri Sun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUMq0jOiJI/AAAAAAAACjM/ohu5o4QCnaQ/s1600/going+bonkers3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUMq0jOiJI/AAAAAAAACjM/ohu5o4QCnaQ/s320/going+bonkers3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are two tasty treats that rarely dance their way across my taste buds.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But when they do, I am one happy little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's someone else who makes me happy.&amp;nbsp; It's my Uncle Kenny!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUMr8iZYbI/AAAAAAAACjQ/pWo36QnX-xs/s1600/with+kenny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUMr8iZYbI/AAAAAAAACjQ/pWo36QnX-xs/s320/with+kenny.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wasn't too sure about this guy for the first year of my life. Since Thanksgiving, though, I have decided that he is quite alright!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy fifth birthday, Julie!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are a beautiful young lady and a wonderful friend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so glad that we are cousins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTURI9cE6MI/AAAAAAAACjU/WigdIfAjpDs/s1600/julie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTURI9cE6MI/AAAAAAAACjU/WigdIfAjpDs/s320/julie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Please tell your Zsa that I am sorry for stealing this picture from her Facebook page.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-5612962802768580338?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/5612962802768580338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=5612962802768580338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5612962802768580338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5612962802768580338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/01/going-bonkers-again.html' title='Going Bonkers (again)'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUMpZSzPJI/AAAAAAAACjE/GQZzJzkdKh4/s72-c/going+bonkers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-6007985259752472573</id><published>2011-01-18T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T18:10:35.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Out, Fancy Nancy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a new &lt;a href="http://www.fancynancyworld.com/"&gt;diva&lt;/a&gt; on the rise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPHfJXUEYI/AAAAAAAACi8/8WsBwtaHmA8/s1600/fancy+nancy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPHfJXUEYI/AAAAAAAACi8/8WsBwtaHmA8/s320/fancy+nancy.jpg" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this one employs the use of plumes for a lot more than pens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUJp3geWTI/AAAAAAAACjA/xCYZFs4ow_Y/s1600/fancy+nancy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTUJp3geWTI/AAAAAAAACjA/xCYZFs4ow_Y/s320/fancy+nancy2.jpg" width="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although, to be quite honest, I think we would make much better friends than rivals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-6007985259752472573?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/6007985259752472573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=6007985259752472573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6007985259752472573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/6007985259752472573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/01/look-out-fancy-nancy.html' title='Look Out, Fancy Nancy!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPHfJXUEYI/AAAAAAAACi8/8WsBwtaHmA8/s72-c/fancy+nancy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-1709277902918474919</id><published>2011-01-16T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:33:35.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Sunday, ya'll!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPEFlPiN2I/AAAAAAAACio/3iznSZ_BQWo/s1600/pink+and+brown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPEFlPiN2I/AAAAAAAACio/3iznSZ_BQWo/s320/pink+and+brown.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This dress is another one of those little numbers that Mommy's been waiting and waiting to put me in.&amp;nbsp; It was given to me by a friend at church about a year ago...so Mommy was glad that the weather and my clothing size finally worked together today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, because Mommy and I were ready for church super early this morning, we had some fun trying... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPEG0xtDSI/AAAAAAAACis/B4IKMwX3ar4/s1600/pink+and+brown2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPEG0xtDSI/AAAAAAAACis/B4IKMwX3ar4/s320/pink+and+brown2.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and trying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPEIXIX9uI/AAAAAAAACiw/eK5jerjJ8hU/s1600/pink+and+brown3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPEIXIX9uI/AAAAAAAACiw/eK5jerjJ8hU/s320/pink+and+brown3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and trying to take a cute mommy/daugther picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPEJY6_FaI/AAAAAAAACi0/Qlhw1cShiyM/s1600/pink+and+brown4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPEJY6_FaI/AAAAAAAACi0/Qlhw1cShiyM/s320/pink+and+brown4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clearly, the operative word here is &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though Mommy and I weren't able to master the duo shot, we did manage to get this cutie shot of me at Preston and Ian's house tonight.&amp;nbsp; This was right after Preston showed me how to use his play thermometer to take my oral temperature...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPELT4uaxI/AAAAAAAACi4/pSnHzxHErRE/s1600/pink+and+brown5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPELT4uaxI/AAAAAAAACi4/pSnHzxHErRE/s320/pink+and+brown5.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and right before I attempted to use it to take my rectal temperature.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry, "Aunt" Tara.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't able to get through my dress/tights/diaper shield!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-1709277902918474919?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/1709277902918474919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=1709277902918474919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1709277902918474919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/1709277902918474919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunday-best_16.html' title='Sunday Best'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TTPEFlPiN2I/AAAAAAAACio/3iznSZ_BQWo/s72-c/pink+and+brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4141692165843150561</id><published>2011-01-11T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:45:00.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Top 10 Katie Bug Quotes</title><content type='html'>Mommy and Daddy are constantly amazed at how my vocabulary is growing and developing.&amp;nbsp; It seems to them that I am adding hundreds of new words and concepts every few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my speech abilities are changing at such a rapid pace, I thought it would be a good idea to record Mommy's 10 favorite Katie Bug quotes as they currently stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm reeeeeady!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where are we going?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Let me pick you up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm fusstrated!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I understand."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oooooh, that's cold!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What's come next?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"So nice to see you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I missed you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I wuv you so much, Mommy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4141692165843150561?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4141692165843150561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4141692165843150561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4141692165843150561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4141692165843150561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/01/mommys-top-10-katie-bug-quotes.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Top 10 Katie Bug Quotes'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2884856410645062629</id><published>2011-01-09T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T19:44:54.087-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best...with even more parenthesis than usual!</title><content type='html'>Happy cold Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy put me in this dress as a prophetic act this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSp-_FLwCYI/AAAAAAAACiY/fQPaZLcGNs4/s1600/snowman+dress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSp-_FLwCYI/AAAAAAAACiY/fQPaZLcGNs4/s320/snowman+dress.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Yes, we still have our Christmas decorations up.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSp_B0FmSOI/AAAAAAAACic/5CWF4J8QaSM/s1600/snowman+dress2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSp_B0FmSOI/AAAAAAAACic/5CWF4J8QaSM/s320/snowman+dress2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Can you tell Mommy had just slathered my face in Eucerin?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and, low and behold, it was snowing by the time I was picked up from the church nursery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the time I woke up from my nap, though, all of the snow had melted away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSp_DEjJCjI/AAAAAAAACig/E6zew5vp_oM/s1600/snowman+dress3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSp_DEjJCjI/AAAAAAAACig/E6zew5vp_oM/s320/snowman+dress3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Like my nap hair?&amp;nbsp; And the dress on top of my dress?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and I capped off the day with a nice, little inside picnic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSp_EuQ9SaI/AAAAAAAACik/ZYpEzimGbPU/s1600/snowman+dress4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSp_EuQ9SaI/AAAAAAAACik/ZYpEzimGbPU/s320/snowman+dress4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And now the wait is on to see if tomorrow's school day will be delayed, cancelled, or go forward as planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2884856410645062629?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2884856410645062629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2884856410645062629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2884856410645062629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2884856410645062629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunday-best_09.html' title='Sunday Best...with even more parenthesis than usual!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSp-_FLwCYI/AAAAAAAACiY/fQPaZLcGNs4/s72-c/snowman+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-346484034866972368</id><published>2011-01-03T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T11:02:00.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A "Sunday Best" Extra</title><content type='html'>Yesterday in the nursery, we made little masks out of paper plates and yarn.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited about my mask and showed it to Mommy as soon as she came to my class to pick me up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she checked her Facebook in the afternoon, she found that our nursery coordinator had posted this picture and conversation on her wall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSDotcnki9I/AAAAAAAACiU/h0BSEATbO70/s1600/mask.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSDotcnki9I/AAAAAAAACiU/h0BSEATbO70/s320/mask.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora (our nursery coordinator): Is that Katie Bug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Bug: Ooh I tooted...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora:: Oh no, you tootie patootie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Bug:: Yes, I tooted with my mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know my Mommy was just so proud of me?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-346484034866972368?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/346484034866972368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=346484034866972368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/346484034866972368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/346484034866972368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunday-best-extra.html' title='A &quot;Sunday Best&quot; Extra'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSDotcnki9I/AAAAAAAACiU/h0BSEATbO70/s72-c/mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4247206521873100981</id><published>2011-01-02T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:22:45.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Sunday, all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSDdp3WZtrI/AAAAAAAACiQ/mmtPJBwXIBI/s1600/grey+and+pink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSDdp3WZtrI/AAAAAAAACiQ/mmtPJBwXIBI/s320/grey+and+pink.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today kicked off 21 days of prayer and fasting for our church family.&amp;nbsp; For several years now, the Lighthouse has devoted the first of the year to a focus on prayer.&amp;nbsp; We set aside extra time during the week to pray corporately and we're encouraged to set aside extra time to pray individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of that prayer focus, Daddy found this little video to play at the beginning of today's service.&amp;nbsp; It's by Daddy and Mommy's favorite spoken word artist, Amena Brown.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="289" width="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ld5FKgFRy_8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ld5FKgFRy_8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="289"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What are you focusing on at the beginning of this new year?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4247206521873100981?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4247206521873100981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4247206521873100981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4247206521873100981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4247206521873100981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunday-best.html' title='Sunday Best'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TSDdp3WZtrI/AAAAAAAACiQ/mmtPJBwXIBI/s72-c/grey+and+pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-7944478615026534861</id><published>2011-01-01T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T07:05:00.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break Play Date(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm pretty sure I've said this before, but one of the things Mommy and I really miss since she's gone back to work is regular playdates with our friends.&amp;nbsp; In fact, we miss those playdates so much that we made sure to pack Mommy's two week Christmas Break full of them!&amp;nbsp; Here's a peek at all of the playing we've been doing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the first day of Mommy's break, the two of us went over to Kelly and Cooper's house.&amp;nbsp; Kelly and Mommy taught kindergarten together for five years, then they both stayed home during the 2009-2010 school year after Cooper and I were born.&amp;nbsp; Kelly is still at home with Cooper this year, and Mommy really misses having her across the school hallway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IBs-Z7MI/AAAAAAAAChw/jfNNWNsaXvk/s1600/playdates.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IBs-Z7MI/AAAAAAAAChw/jfNNWNsaXvk/s320/playdates.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, on the morning of Christmas Eve (Mommy and Daddy do not see eye to eye on whether or not the &lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt; day can be considered Christmas Eve...so I think that description would satisfy them both),&amp;nbsp;I headed out to Chick-Fil-A with Mommy and Auntie to meet our good friend, Jasmine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Yes, I know this one's not techincally a playdate...but Jasmine did play with me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IDUkrEgI/AAAAAAAACh0/6kBuzo48u7g/s1600/playdates2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IDUkrEgI/AAAAAAAACh0/6kBuzo48u7g/s320/playdates2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jasmine lives in the Washington, D.C. area, so we consider every chance we get to see her a real treat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the Sunday after Christmas I got to play with another friend I don't see much...Karsyn!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IE-lTtcI/AAAAAAAACh4/-9gpYSOvjjc/s1600/playdates3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IE-lTtcI/AAAAAAAACh4/-9gpYSOvjjc/s320/playdates3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karsyn and her parents, Brandi and Adam, came over to our house for what was admittedly not my finest playdate hour.&amp;nbsp; Even though I was excited to see her in my home, I did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; want that little cutie touching any of my toys.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy can't remember for sure, but she's fairly certain that this picture illustrates one of my&amp;nbsp;carefully orchestrated move-the-toy-out-of-her-reach manuevers:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IGG0AniI/AAAAAAAACh8/L4-h0E9OGMQ/s1600/playdates4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IGG0AniI/AAAAAAAACh8/L4-h0E9OGMQ/s320/playdates4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily for me, Karsyn is a good sport...she didn't even seem phased by&amp;nbsp;my less than gracious hosting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Sunday's playdate fail, Mommy was glad (albiet a bit nervous) that we had more Moss house playdates in the works.&amp;nbsp; She figured that it would be good for me to get in some more toy-sharing practice before my birthday party in February!&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, my sharing skills improved with each subsequent playdate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Tuesday, Leila came over to my house to play.&amp;nbsp; She even brought along her mommy, Michele, and auntie, Danielle.&amp;nbsp; We had a good time playing with my toys, reading books, eating snacks, and listening to my new "Wee Sing Bible Songs" CD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IGzBLvhI/AAAAAAAACiA/fRU1Ey1zqFI/s1600/playdates5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IGzBLvhI/AAAAAAAACiA/fRU1Ey1zqFI/s320/playdates5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IH8lZaCI/AAAAAAAACiE/WJDzkyzHOMA/s1600/playdates6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IH8lZaCI/AAAAAAAACiE/WJDzkyzHOMA/s320/playdates6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day,&amp;nbsp;Preston and Ian Ortiz came over with their mommy,&amp;nbsp;Tara.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure that the three of us managed to play with every single toy I own.&amp;nbsp; We are good, I tell ya'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IIjypi2I/AAAAAAAACiI/wwVN006ip_k/s1600/playdates7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IIjypi2I/AAAAAAAACiI/wwVN006ip_k/s320/playdates7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My playdate whirwind was brought to an end when Mommy, Auntie, and I went to visit our friends Kimberly and Camden.&amp;nbsp; Camden's family used to go to church with us (his mommy also taught at Mommy's school before he was born), but they moved almost an hour away a few years ago.&amp;nbsp; We miss them a lot...and we really enjoyed spending a couple of hours catching up with them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IJjkM-4I/AAAAAAAACiM/LitI0CxKJd0/s1600/playdates8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IJjkM-4I/AAAAAAAACiM/LitI0CxKJd0/s320/playdates8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camden is clearly a bit older than most of my playdate pals, but he sure did do a good job of entertaining me and putting up with my general toddlerness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-7944478615026534861?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/7944478615026534861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=7944478615026534861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/7944478615026534861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/7944478615026534861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-break-play-dates.html' title='Christmas Break Play Date(s)'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5IBs-Z7MI/AAAAAAAAChw/jfNNWNsaXvk/s72-c/playdates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2295769451963239040</id><published>2010-12-31T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:47:00.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A quick review of the &lt;a href="http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-resolutions.html"&gt;resolutions&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and I made at the beginning of 2010 brings two truths to light:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I am stellar at making resultions and keeping them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Mommy is not so stellar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy is okay with her less than stellar status, though.&amp;nbsp; Her take on resolutions is that they can be a vehicle to getting you a closer to where you want to be...even if you don't keep them 100% of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though Mommy's resolution list is no where near complete, she'll continue the practice of creating new resolutions again this year.&amp;nbsp; And so will I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neither of us are quite ready to go public with our lists, though, so please enjoy this 2010 pictorial flashback in the meantime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4-n0ZqdkI/AAAAAAAAChA/Kq4G7_tMaBc/s1600/friends1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4-n0ZqdkI/AAAAAAAAChA/Kq4G7_tMaBc/s320/friends1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4-40o0NcI/AAAAAAAAChE/xuZyJ5-oDrc/s1600/snowball+inside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4-40o0NcI/AAAAAAAAChE/xuZyJ5-oDrc/s320/snowball+inside.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4-_r1fk3I/AAAAAAAAChI/JYHvGAd5W2s/s1600/family+feud1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4-_r1fk3I/AAAAAAAAChI/JYHvGAd5W2s/s320/family+feud1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April (when my hair finally started to fill in)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_GmuM_vI/AAAAAAAAChM/Gt1arAUCV8o/s1600/easter7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_GmuM_vI/AAAAAAAAChM/Gt1arAUCV8o/s320/easter7.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_KQsw6XI/AAAAAAAAChQ/PwxUUQNZdNg/s1600/15th+monthday3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_KQsw6XI/AAAAAAAAChQ/PwxUUQNZdNg/s320/15th+monthday3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_Y3027WI/AAAAAAAAChU/gICbDFaYR6Y/s1600/16+month.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_Y3027WI/AAAAAAAAChU/gICbDFaYR6Y/s1600/16+month.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July (with a little residual redness from my &lt;a href="http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-knew-one-tiny-mosquito-could-do-so.html"&gt;mosquite run-in&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_geKwAyI/AAAAAAAAChY/NRQGYHxVRlA/s1600/wonderland+katelyn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_geKwAyI/AAAAAAAAChY/NRQGYHxVRlA/s1600/wonderland+katelyn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_rddkITI/AAAAAAAAChc/83ujwLpve-o/s1600/fall+fashion+preview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_rddkITI/AAAAAAAAChc/83ujwLpve-o/s1600/fall+fashion+preview.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_yyfLKcI/AAAAAAAAChg/HSLEZnA_MeE/s1600/IMG_6773.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_yyfLKcI/AAAAAAAAChg/HSLEZnA_MeE/s320/IMG_6773.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_7M_uMTI/AAAAAAAAChk/hrm91OZEGys/s1600/wedding4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4_7M_uMTI/AAAAAAAAChk/hrm91OZEGys/s320/wedding4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5ADloWn9I/AAAAAAAACho/aXyF5mpBZ6w/s1600/turkey+outside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5ADloWn9I/AAAAAAAACho/aXyF5mpBZ6w/s320/turkey+outside.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5AKbDabUI/AAAAAAAAChs/7nR53o16P2Y/s1600/christmas11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR5AKbDabUI/AAAAAAAAChs/7nR53o16P2Y/s320/christmas11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2295769451963239040?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2295769451963239040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2295769451963239040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2295769451963239040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2295769451963239040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TR4-n0ZqdkI/AAAAAAAAChA/Kq4G7_tMaBc/s72-c/friends1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-96793691837145161</id><published>2010-12-30T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:55:00.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope For Hurting Hair</title><content type='html'>One of the items on Mommy's Christmas Break to-do list is "Find a hair care product that works for Bug's dry hair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering what she's talking about, take a look at this pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRPHHRwsLyI/AAAAAAAACfc/ioZT3ALTJu4/s1600/crazy+hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRPHHRwsLyI/AAAAAAAACfc/ioZT3ALTJu4/s320/crazy+hair.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that frizz in the back?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, that's what we're trying to control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in October (when my hair was last cut) the hairstylist at Cool Cuts for Kids suggested that Mommy stop using baby shampoo on my hair.&amp;nbsp; She said those shampoos can have a slightly drying effect on toddler hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After posting a request for non-drying toddler shampoo recommendations on a popular discussion board for mommies,&amp;nbsp; Mommy and I headed out to Target to buy this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgNnDpH-qI/AAAAAAAACf8/UrMHaR3PUfI/s1600/Kids-2in1-FreeGentle_M_0.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgNnDpH-qI/AAAAAAAACf8/UrMHaR3PUfI/s320/Kids-2in1-FreeGentle_M_0.png" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After using this shampoo for a few days, Mommy noticed a slight improvement in the ﻿moisturizationess of my hair.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately,&amp;nbsp;as the days got shorter and the air got drier, that improvement pretty much disappeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, Mommy quit shampooing my hair every day and started using Pantene conditioner along with the Suave Kids shampoo.&amp;nbsp; Once again, slight improvement...but no match for Mother Nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy's next step in the fight against dry hair was to venture outside the cozy confines of that mommy discussion board she trusts so much.&amp;nbsp; Yup, she got brave enough to Google!&amp;nbsp; A search for "frizzy toddler hair" brought up several recommendations for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgP6VpMe2I/AAAAAAAACgI/olQWzm_S9H4/s1600/07298200213_450x450_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgP6VpMe2I/AAAAAAAACgI/olQWzm_S9H4/s320/07298200213_450x450_a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So we gave it a shot!&amp;nbsp; This stuff definitely provided a short-term balm to my hair woes﻿, but once I took a nap, rode in my carseat, or sat in my highchair we were right back to square one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just when it looked like there was no hope left for my reddish mane, this guy entered the picture&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgNn9bMQaI/AAAAAAAACgA/MlL3lF8lpRc/s1600/sa_cond_lge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgNn9bMQaI/AAAAAAAACgA/MlL3lF8lpRc/s1600/sa_cond_lge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mommy had been eyeing him in the corner of my bathtub for several weeks.&amp;nbsp; He actually belongs to Auntie, but he costs &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; a bit more than Mommy was wanting to spend on a toddler hair care problem.&amp;nbsp; Auntie suggested that Mommy give him a try, though, and on Sunday morning Mommy finally took the plunge.&amp;nbsp; Take a look at the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgSpf2zD8I/AAAAAAAACgM/mTqREitlr80/s1600/crazy+hair2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgSpf2zD8I/AAAAAAAACgM/mTqREitlr80/s320/crazy+hair2.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressive, huh?!&amp;nbsp; And that's after several car rides and one long nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in summation, it would appear that the custom Katie-Bug-no-more-frizz equation is as follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 or 3 washes per week + Free &amp;amp; Gentle shampoo + Bed Head Self Absorbed conitioner = No More Frizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy is thankful that she can now&amp;nbsp;cross &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; item off of her Christmas Break to-do list﻿!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-96793691837145161?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/96793691837145161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=96793691837145161' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/96793691837145161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/96793691837145161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/hope-for-hurting-hair.html' title='Hope For Hurting Hair'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRPHHRwsLyI/AAAAAAAACfc/ioZT3ALTJu4/s72-c/crazy+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-3088012395395708339</id><published>2010-12-28T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T07:13:00.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The festivities were kicked off with brunch at Mimi and Poppy's house where I tried out the sleigh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbZ2r-s3I/AAAAAAAACgQ/vHYp8-QGbUI/s1600/christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbZ2r-s3I/AAAAAAAACgQ/vHYp8-QGbUI/s320/christmas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;rocked baby Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlba0gD9UI/AAAAAAAACgU/Jt89Q8XdnuI/s1600/christmas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlba0gD9UI/AAAAAAAACgU/Jt89Q8XdnuI/s320/christmas2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;read the Christmas story with Daddy (this is a pre-present-opening requirement in the Pierce household),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbbyZr6lI/AAAAAAAACgY/eZlW0NPress/s1600/christmas3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbbyZr6lI/AAAAAAAACgY/eZlW0NPress/s320/christmas3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;received training on the finer points of gift unwrapping (pull down the corner pieces first, slide hand under center seam second, pull hand up third), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbdOLj0bI/AAAAAAAACgc/4yvp1QoUFTs/s1600/christmas4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbdOLj0bI/AAAAAAAACgc/4yvp1QoUFTs/s320/christmas4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and tried out the Dora costume wear that Mimi and Poppy gave me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbejA5zOI/AAAAAAAACgg/87zWWDvVWV4/s1600/christmas5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbejA5zOI/AAAAAAAACgg/87zWWDvVWV4/s320/christmas5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every Christmas Eve night, both sides of my family get together to eat dinner and celebrate.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, I don't have a copy of our group shot&amp;nbsp;yet...so you'll have to take my word for it when I tell you that it was a cutie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Gramma was battling a non-flu virus all week long...but she still managed to make her scrumptious cranberry pudding.&amp;nbsp; This is a tradition Mommy has looked forward to ever since she and Daddy started dating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbhugqYII/AAAAAAAACgo/fn_qEVMxZnA/s1600/christmas7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbhugqYII/AAAAAAAACgo/fn_qEVMxZnA/s320/christmas7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up a liiittle earlier than Mommy and Daddy would have liked...so my first present of the day was joining them in their bed until they were ready to get going!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When they were finally ready to wake up, I found this amazing easel among my Christmas presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbiJVjzMI/AAAAAAAACgs/_rnpihuIEAI/s1600/christmas8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbiJVjzMI/AAAAAAAACgs/_rnpihuIEAI/s320/christmas8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we headed over to Gramma and Grampa's house for Christmas breakfast, complete with Grampa's homemade donuts (another Moss Christmas tradition)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbjapq4cI/AAAAAAAACgw/3DVMND0SDtU/s1600/christmas9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbjapq4cI/AAAAAAAACgw/3DVMND0SDtU/s320/christmas9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and opened some more Christmas presents.&amp;nbsp; These leather gloves were actually given to Mommy, but I just can't pass up a good glove when I see one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlblACGX3I/AAAAAAAACg4/h-pYSHgbCa0/s1600/christmas11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlblACGX3I/AAAAAAAACg4/h-pYSHgbCa0/s320/christmas11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once our presents had been opened and played with, Great Grandma and Grandpa Moss had been called on the phone, and my nap had been taken my family piled up in the car and headed north to Aunt Lisa and Uncle Kenny's home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It didn't&amp;nbsp;take me long to discover my cousin Julie's stash of dress up clothes there.&amp;nbsp; She was a really good sharer, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbkWHiB9I/AAAAAAAACg0/hxhfED_hubM/s1600/christmas10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbkWHiB9I/AAAAAAAACg0/hxhfED_hubM/s320/christmas10.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry postChristmas, from our family to yours!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbgA9NtEI/AAAAAAAACgk/0tDf8ampxiA/s1600/christmas6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbgA9NtEI/AAAAAAAACgk/0tDf8ampxiA/s320/christmas6.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-3088012395395708339?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/3088012395395708339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=3088012395395708339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3088012395395708339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/3088012395395708339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRlbZ2r-s3I/AAAAAAAACgQ/vHYp8-QGbUI/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-310116147362476138</id><published>2010-12-27T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T07:51:19.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign Language as a Second Language</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Emily Patterson is a communications coordinator for Primrose Schools.&amp;nbsp; She recently contacted Mommy about the possibility of contributing an article to my blog.&amp;nbsp; Mommy thought her article on teaching young children American Sign Language was something many of my mommy readers would enjoy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sign Language and Your Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ability to communicate in a variety of ways to the widest possible audience and the skill of versatility are two things that are vital in a economic time like the one we are facing now. Along with the rising need for people with bilingual ability is the need for those with the ability to communicate non-verbally, with benefit of the disabled- primarily the deaf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The growing shortage of qualified interpreters fluent in American Sign Language has led to more career opportunities – and if current trends continue, it's likely that skilled ASL interpreters will have little problem securing lucrative employment in a society where such a commodity is destined to be in short supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Signing Before They Can Speak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best time to educate children in different modes of communication and language has proven to be the early ages of 2 to 5. This goes beyond the spoken word (though it is an optimal time for children to learn a second language); many young children have an aptitude for signing as well. This can be taught at home or some child care programs incorporate it into their curriculum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many indigenous peoples around the world, including American Indian nations, have used sign language for centuries to facilitate communication with other tribes whom don't share their language. Some paleontologists and anthropologists theorize that Neanderthals – who apparently lacked the vocal mechanism to produce many spoken words – depended a great deal upon hand gestures to communicate. So it may not be as odd as you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research shows that sign language is actually innate. An article from the Boulder Daily Camera presented strong evidence that babies as young as six months old communicate with their hands: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...by 6 to 7 months, babies can remember a sign. At eight months, children &lt;br /&gt;can begin to imitate gestures and sign single words. By 24 months, children &lt;br /&gt;can sign compound words and full sentences. They say sign language reduces &lt;br /&gt;frustration in young children by giving them a means to express themselves &lt;br /&gt;before they know how to talk." (Glarion, 2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author also cites study funded by the National Institute of Child Health and Human Development, which proved that young children who are taught sign language at an early age develop better verbal skills as they get older. The ability to sign has also helped parents in communicating with autistic children; one parent reports that "using sign language allowed her to communicate with her [autistic] son and minimized his frustration...[he now] has an advanced vocabulary and excels in math, spelling and music" (Glarion, 2003).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Best Time To Start&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does early childhood education in signing give pre-verbal youngsters a way to communicate, it can also strengthen the parent-child bond – in addition to giving children a solid foundation for learning a skill that will serve them well in the future. The evidence suggests that the best time to start learning ASL is before a child can even walk – and the implications for facilitating the parent-child relationship are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Co-written by Emily Patterson and Kathleen Thomas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily and Kathleen are Communications Coordinators for the &lt;a href="http://www.primroseschools.com/OurSchools/Texas/Austin"&gt;Austin child care&lt;/a&gt; facility, a member of the AdvancED® accredited family of Primrose Schools (located in 16 states throughout the U.S.) and part of the network of &lt;a href="http://www.primroseschools.com/"&gt;child care&lt;/a&gt; preschools delivering progressive, early childhood, Balanced Learning® curriculum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-310116147362476138?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/310116147362476138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=310116147362476138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/310116147362476138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/310116147362476138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/sign-language-as-second-language.html' title='Sign Language as a Second Language'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-4969955273542013725</id><published>2010-12-26T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T19:43:07.321-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Sunday after Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3Sluj52I/AAAAAAAACfw/PkypHekswfs/s1600/pink+tutu4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3Sluj52I/AAAAAAAACfw/PkypHekswfs/s320/pink+tutu4.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a super unique day for my family because&amp;nbsp;Daddy&amp;nbsp;took the day&amp;nbsp;"off".&amp;nbsp; The pastors at our church each get to choose two Sundays&amp;nbsp;a year that they would like to take as vacation days, and Daddy took today off since he was&amp;nbsp;off this past Monday-Friday.&amp;nbsp; It was really nice for the three of us to be able to get ready, ride to church, check-in to the nursery area, check-out of the nursery area, and ride home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, though, we still managed to be just about the last people out of the sanctuary this morning!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure that had something to do with the fact that these&amp;nbsp;cuties were in the service today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Miss Leila﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3OmGnfVI/AAAAAAAACfk/ckzgZESMIBM/s1600/pink+tutu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3OmGnfVI/AAAAAAAACfk/ckzgZESMIBM/s320/pink+tutu.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr. Nolan Mote﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3QOhwEYI/AAAAAAAACfo/N99Jo0zNt_c/s1600/pink+tutu2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3QOhwEYI/AAAAAAAACfo/N99Jo0zNt_c/s320/pink+tutu2.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cutie Cousins, Madison and Karsyn Headley &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Madison's brother, Ethan, was at church, too...we just didn't manage to get a picture of him.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgJxM6f-NI/AAAAAAAACf4/33cKr_vRLWA/s1600/pink+tutu6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRgJxM6f-NI/AAAAAAAACf4/33cKr_vRLWA/s1600/pink+tutu6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We don't get to see these tots (or their parents) often, so everyone in my family was thrilled to get to see all of them in one place today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lei and I even gave each other a few sweet kisses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3Qw7fsbI/AAAAAAAACfs/6I3TDePuGoM/s1600/pink+tutu3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3Qw7fsbI/AAAAAAAACfs/6I3TDePuGoM/s320/pink+tutu3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...right before I&amp;nbsp;had a classic toddler meltdown!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3TqDi9RI/AAAAAAAACf0/AYoh9X7Uwak/s1600/pink+tutu5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3TqDi9RI/AAAAAAAACf0/AYoh9X7Uwak/s320/pink+tutu5.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what happens when a 22 month old is out of her regular routine for one week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and I will be working hard to get me back in the groove this next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-4969955273542013725?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/4969955273542013725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=4969955273542013725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4969955273542013725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/4969955273542013725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/sunday-best_26.html' title='Sunday Best'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRf3Sluj52I/AAAAAAAACfw/PkypHekswfs/s72-c/pink+tutu4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-2947857459628249146</id><published>2010-12-25T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T11:07:00.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Came!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, come, oh, come, Emmanuel, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And ransom captive Israel, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That mourns in lonely exile here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until the Son of God appear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall come to you, O Israel! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRPBv9eKTdI/AAAAAAAACfY/Id3-ca5mogM/s1600/IMG_8762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRPBv9eKTdI/AAAAAAAACfY/Id3-ca5mogM/s320/IMG_8762.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How glad we are that He came!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-2947857459628249146?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/2947857459628249146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=2947857459628249146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2947857459628249146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/2947857459628249146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/he-came.html' title='He Came!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRPBv9eKTdI/AAAAAAAACfY/Id3-ca5mogM/s72-c/IMG_8762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-8243466071841550517</id><published>2010-12-24T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T08:05:00.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Clothes</title><content type='html'>Last year, I had eleven or twelve cutie Christmas outfits.&amp;nbsp; That was just enough to keep me festively dressed each day between Thanksgiving and Christmas (with washes, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, however, Mommy learned that the selection of Christmas attire in retailer's toddler sections is not nearly as abundant as the selection in the infant section.&amp;nbsp; That's okay, though, because I still managed to acquire a decent collection of Christmas clothes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a rundown of what I've been sporting over the past few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRO4Yz5iieI/AAAAAAAACfU/lvD6q2hLzgY/s1600/christmas+Sunday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRO4Yz5iieI/AAAAAAAACfU/lvD6q2hLzgY/s320/christmas+Sunday2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little red velvet dress is my official Christmas dress this year.&amp;nbsp; A family at Mommy's old school gave it to her when she was pregnant with me.&amp;nbsp; She remembers being so touched by their thoughtfulness (she never even taught either of their daugthers), but slightly bummed that I probably wouldn't be able to wear it because it would likely be way to small on me by Christmas 2010 (it's an 18 month outfit).&amp;nbsp; Little did Mommy know that it would fit this petite toddler perfectly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsT7JAPEI/AAAAAAAACew/DTMS7YhIBR8/s1600/christmas+clothes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsT7JAPEI/AAAAAAAACew/DTMS7YhIBR8/s320/christmas+clothes.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The angle on this shot isn't the greatest, but this reindeer shirt is quite cute in person.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Yes, I am still sucking my thumb.&amp;nbsp; This issue may be the subject of a soon-coming blog post, so I'm going to leave it at that.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsVbTe55I/AAAAAAAACe0/QTQzvguVW-M/s1600/christmas+clothes2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsVbTe55I/AAAAAAAACe0/QTQzvguVW-M/s320/christmas+clothes2.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mimi found this gingerbread outfit on the Dillard's clearance rack last year after Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She did a pretty good job of predicting my clothing size, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsW1Ehi6I/AAAAAAAACe4/xnmhnnaBPCA/s1600/christmas+clothes3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsW1Ehi6I/AAAAAAAACe4/xnmhnnaBPCA/s320/christmas+clothes3.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;think this present pillowcase dress is probably Mommy's favorite.&amp;nbsp; It was made by one of Mimi's fellow school nurses.&amp;nbsp; My friends, Jillian and Karsyn,&amp;nbsp;have this same dress too...we just&amp;nbsp;didn't manage to get our pictures taken&amp;nbsp;in them together.&amp;nbsp; Maybe we can&amp;nbsp;give&amp;nbsp;the photo shoot a shot next year (when we're wearing them as shirts)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsZ2bm_8I/AAAAAAAACfA/KCt2-FRnbqg/s1600/gingerbread+man+girl+shirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsZ2bm_8I/AAAAAAAACfA/KCt2-FRnbqg/s320/gingerbread+man+girl+shirt.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though the quality of this iPhone pic is less than stellar, there's no denying that this is one adorable little gingerbread shirt.&amp;nbsp; Personally, I prefer to refer to it as my "gingerbread man girl" shirt.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guess what I just realized?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Almost all of the Christmas outfits above were given to me by Mimi!&amp;nbsp; That women has great toddler taste, I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But you know who else has great toddler taste?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Moi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Who else could pull together this festive ensemble on a moment's notice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsYQOAmiI/AAAAAAAACe8/D22YUNarBbo/s1600/christmas+clothes-katelyn+style.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAsYQOAmiI/AAAAAAAACe8/D22YUNarBbo/s320/christmas+clothes-katelyn+style.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(In case you're wondering, that's a hand-me-down Walmart brand onesie, Kid-to-Kid purchased green and white polka dot BabyLegs, and Petsmart snowflake dog sweater.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-8243466071841550517?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8243466071841550517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=8243466071841550517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8243466071841550517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/8243466071841550517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-clothes.html' title='Christmas Clothes'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRO4Yz5iieI/AAAAAAAACfU/lvD6q2hLzgY/s72-c/christmas+Sunday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-619996681160102270</id><published>2010-12-23T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T12:59:06.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' On Up...</title><content type='html'>...to a big girl bed, that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TROy1OViiYI/AAAAAAAACfI/JBXmn136KSE/s1600/toddler+bed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TROy1OViiYI/AAAAAAAACfI/JBXmn136KSE/s320/toddler+bed.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, actually it's just a toddler bed.&amp;nbsp; But it's still an exciting change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy didn't plan on making this change so soon.&amp;nbsp; In the last two weeks, though, I've tried to climb out of the crib a few times when I was playing in it.&amp;nbsp; And I've asked to sleep in a big girl bed a couple of times when nap time rolled around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the book below is partially responsible for my sudden interest in big girl beds.&amp;nbsp; It's called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Goodnight-Book-Golden-Sturdy-Shape/dp/0307122581"&gt;My Goodnight Book&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and my Great-Aunt Pat sent it to me at Thanksgiving via Nana and Papa Guth.&amp;nbsp; (Mommy had this book when she was a little girl, too, so she was thrilled to add it to my nightly bedtime routine.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TROy2g5RKHI/AAAAAAAACfM/5aO2dKYc-Vs/s1600/toddler+bed2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TROy2g5RKHI/AAAAAAAACfM/5aO2dKYc-Vs/s320/toddler+bed2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl in the book sleeps in a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; big girl bed.&amp;nbsp; Mommy and I talk about her bed every time we read the book...so the idea of a BGB has been working it's way into my head over the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mommy and Daddy didn't know how easy this transition would be for me, they figured they better give it a try on a week that neither of them have to work. Heading off to the office is really no fun when you've been up all night with a little one, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TROy35rvHfI/AAAAAAAACfQ/g6YcO0hx6qU/s1600/toddler+bed3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TROy35rvHfI/AAAAAAAACfQ/g6YcO0hx6qU/s320/toddler+bed3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, though, my first night in my new bed went great!&amp;nbsp; It was just like any other night...except for the fact that I was laying on the floor when Mommy came to get me in the morning.&amp;nbsp; She's not quite sure when that move occured, but she knows it was sometime between 4 am (when she knows I was still in the bed because she could hear the eyes on my Elmo doll bumping up against the bed slats) and 7:45 am (when heard my "Mama, Mama" whimper and came to get me up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't mind the floor, though!&amp;nbsp; When Mommy opened my bedroom door, I was comfortably draped over my huge stuffed bear and one of my favorite blankets with a&amp;nbsp;huge smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, freedom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-619996681160102270?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/619996681160102270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=619996681160102270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/619996681160102270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/619996681160102270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/movin-on-up.html' title='Movin&apos; On Up...'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TROy1OViiYI/AAAAAAAACfI/JBXmn136KSE/s72-c/toddler+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-7305216206514117374</id><published>2010-12-21T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:17:00.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute, Easy Christmas Crafts for Kiddos</title><content type='html'>If you're looking for a last minute Christmas craft idea to try out with your (school-age) kiddos, you might want to check out these two cuties Mommy received from students last week at school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAy-gxPcPI/AAAAAAAACfE/3QYy83-A41Q/s1600/school+gifts4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAy-gxPcPI/AAAAAAAACfE/3QYy83-A41Q/s1600/school+gifts4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That candy cane Rudolph was made by wrapping brown yarn around two candy canes and adding googly eyes, a tiny red pompom, and a little ribbon-tied bell.&amp;nbsp; They were a huge hit with Mommy's first grade students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The North Pole sign definitely looks more challenging (Mommy's not even going to try to dissect how that one was made), but is sure does look adorable on my little Christmas tree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-7305216206514117374?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/7305216206514117374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=7305216206514117374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/7305216206514117374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/7305216206514117374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/cute-easy-christmas-crafts-for-kiddos.html' title='Cute, Easy Christmas Crafts for Kiddos'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAy-gxPcPI/AAAAAAAACfE/3QYy83-A41Q/s72-c/school+gifts4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427622417846423116.post-5098645887206420571</id><published>2010-12-21T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T19:59:25.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Best'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Please pretend that it is still Sunday when you read this.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Christmas Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAjWAkVpsI/AAAAAAAACeg/Rp0igULA6Cs/s1600/christmas+Sunday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAjWAkVpsI/AAAAAAAACeg/Rp0igULA6Cs/s320/christmas+Sunday.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every Sunday when Mommy and I* are getting ready for church we talk about why we go to church.&amp;nbsp; Since my very first Sunday at church (Easter 2009), mommy's mantra has been something along the lines of, "We go to church to worship with other Believers."&amp;nbsp; Her wording may change a bit from week to week, but the message is always the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mommy was getting me dressed this week, she told me that this Sunday was special because we were going to focus on the fact that God the Father sent his son, Jesus, into the world as a baby.&amp;nbsp; I listened intently, nodding my head in agreement with every few words.&amp;nbsp; Once my white leggings and black sparkly shoes were in place, Mommy put me down on the floor and asked, "Katelyn, who are we going to church to worship?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quick response was, "Jesus...and Ian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy seemed to think that was a bit humorous.&amp;nbsp; But don't worry...she did correct my theology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAje3C1qpI/AAAAAAAACes/nDmd-w0rY9U/s1600/christmas+Sunday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAje3C1qpI/AAAAAAAACes/nDmd-w0rY9U/s320/christmas+Sunday2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Daddy would love to be part of this weekly conversation, too, but he has to get to church super early to prepare for the worship service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6427622417846423116-5098645887206420571?l=katelynmoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/feeds/5098645887206420571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6427622417846423116&amp;postID=5098645887206420571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5098645887206420571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6427622417846423116/posts/default/5098645887206420571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelynmoss.blogspot.com/2010/12/sunday-best_20.html' title='Sunday Best!'/><author><name>Katie Bug</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02414851824547329917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/SnO3oG12NbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4uAf-KDYgEc/S220/mossfam1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpZ60omFu80/TRAjWAkVpsI/AAAAAAAACeg/Rp0igULA6Cs/s72-c/christmas+Sunday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><i
